A daughter born admits snow with ice in her eyes and fire in her heart
A son born admits flames with fire in his eyes and ice in his heart
The union between the Wolf Lady of the North and the Dragon Prince of the South will forever be remembered as...
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302 AC, Stark-Targaryen Camp, Riverlands
Rhaegar remember the first moons he spent apart from Alyssa when he first left the Red Keep. His mind had almost been on her constantly and at times he had even imagined that she was there. He would see a flash in the corner of his eye but every time he turned around he realised that it had been a figment of his imagination.
It got easier with time, then he had returned to the Red Keep before the Battle of the Trident and he had fallen back to square one. So the first moons after they fled from Westeros had been absolute hell for more reasons than the fact that his family was in a ruin.
With the years that passed it became easier to live with but he still missed her. Now, when she had ridden North more than a moon ago, he missed her again and the feeling was stronger than it had been in years.
During the day he forced himself to concentrate on his duties and to some extent it proved to be a good distraction. But there were times that he would find himself thinking about her during the day too - which would annoy Jon to no end.
But how could he not think of her?
Not only had they finally managed to come to a place where they could talk - he had just found out that he had another child. The child he had destroyed his life to get. All for nothing.
Even when he had thought Alyssa was barren he hadn't been convinced that what he did was the right thing. How could anything that harmed the person he loved the most be a good thing?
But in the end he had decided that her life and their family's safety was more important than anything to him. He'd rather have Alyssa live a long life hating him than her dying when the Long Night came. But now it seemed that he hadn't even had to make such a choice. Had he only waited for a few more moons he would have had his third dragon with the woman he loved and he could have saved Alyssa and so many other people from suffering.
Rhaegar didn't even know his son but he still found himself worrying about him. Maybe it was a fatherly instinct or maybe it was because he had seen the fear in Alyssa's eyes when she told him that she thought something would happen to their son. For some reason she was terrified for the young man's safety and that was enough to make him worry as well.
It definitely didn't help that he only had heard one thing from Alyssa since she left for the Wall. It was a message saying that she would ride south again as soon as she could - but it left out any news of if anything had happened. He could only hope that no news also meant no bad news.
