Daeron I Targaryen

Since the death of Aegon III, Daeron has tried to reconquer Dorne so that the seven kingdoms could be under Targaryen rule. He had sent his men and campaigns to convince and subdue the houses of Dorne.

had traveled from King's Landing to Dorne in order to deal with House Martell.

He was returning from a 'talk' with the Prince of Dorne. He had tried to convince him to bow to the Targaryen house, but they didn't agree. The most he could offer him was an alliance, but he wouldn't stoop to bowing down to anyone, much less a Targaryen, which frustrated Daeron. He had come in good faith, but they didn't give in by good means, so he was going to try by foul means...

that is until he saw out of the corner of his eye something moving in the courtyard near the fountain and there he saw her...long dark hair, shiny brown skin, typical clothing of the Martell house with orange tones which huddled around her body, accentuating her firm and determined posture as if nothing could break her and her serene but determined face...when he saw her, the only thing he could hear was the leaves moving in the wind, the birds and the tinkling of the jewels of the beautiful woman in front of him.

He stopped him, he became hypnotized looking at her, he was enthralled, he felt that if he stopped looking at her...she would vanish in the wind like footprints in the sand that would disappear with just a breeze.

for the first time I didn't know what to do, I didn't have a plan, I didn't have a map or a guide to guide me, I felt like I was dreaming...that what I had in front of me wasn't real...but it was.

Daeron was a self-confident and charismatic warrior and conqueror. He was young and very attractive. He wore the crown of Aegon the Conqueror. His bravery and courage on the battlefield, where he wore gold and black armor, was well-known.