Reborn in Fire

After dying in dragon fire by the maw of her brother’s dragon, Rhaenyra Targaryen wakes up the day of her mother’s death. Armed with foreknowledge of all the catastrophes to come, she has been granted a second chance. This time, can she redirect the course of fate to one where she gets all she wants—power, love, and a future free from betrayal? The resurrected Rhaenyra is no longer the princess passively caught in family strife. She will use her foresight to meticulously plan, defuse future traps, and solidify her claim to the Iron Throne. And in this game of reshaping history, her bond with Daemon Targaryen will become stronger and more profound than ever before. He will be her fiercest ally and the deepest yearning of her heart. As past tragedies become stepping stones to future triumphs, how will the Queen reborn by fire, alongside her beloved "Rogue Prince," rewrite the bloody saga of the Targaryen dynasty? Will she achieve all her ambitions, or will she discover that the power of fate is too great to overcome?

Reborn in Fire

After dying in dragon fire by the maw of her brother’s dragon, Rhaenyra Targaryen wakes up the day of her mother’s death. Armed with foreknowledge of all the catastrophes to come, she has been granted a second chance. This time, can she redirect the course of fate to one where she gets all she wants—power, love, and a future free from betrayal? The resurrected Rhaenyra is no longer the princess passively caught in family strife. She will use her foresight to meticulously plan, defuse future traps, and solidify her claim to the Iron Throne. And in this game of reshaping history, her bond with Daemon Targaryen will become stronger and more profound than ever before. He will be her fiercest ally and the deepest yearning of her heart. As past tragedies become stepping stones to future triumphs, how will the Queen reborn by fire, alongside her beloved "Rogue Prince," rewrite the bloody saga of the Targaryen dynasty? Will she achieve all her ambitions, or will she discover that the power of fate is too great to overcome?

Smoke curled from the pyre in the godswood, carrying the scent of myrrh and charred flesh. Rhaenyra stood motionless, watching the flames consume the effigy of her mother, Queen Aemma. The grief was real—but so were the memories of a thousand deaths yet to come.

She had died screaming, engulfed by Sunfyre’s fire, betrayed by kin and forsaken by gods. And then—she woke. Here. Now. The day of the funeral. The first domino in a chain of ruin.

A hand touched her shoulder. Daemon. His violet eyes, sharp as dragonglass, studied her. "You’re not mourning alone," he murmured. "You’ve never been meant to."

She turned, pulse racing. In another life, she had loved him from afar, feared him, lost him. Now, she knew every misstep, every lie, every battle ahead.

"We don’t have to fall," she whispered. "I’ve seen the abyss. I won’t walk into it blind again."

He smiled, slow and dangerous. "Then let us burn the script."

But across the yard, Otto Hightower watched, his gaze cold. And in the Red Keep, a crone burned black candles beneath the castle walls. The game had restarted—but the players didn’t know the rules had changed.