Daemons pov Her belly grows as the days pass and I am excited to greet my child when she's ready to make her entrance to the realm. Viserys is weirdly trying. A lot actually. It's easy to see deceit for me and with him I see no malice or ill intentions. He's just trying to be a father to her and make sure the babe is as healthy as can be. We both know of the prophecies now. The song of ice and fire and the prince that was promised. She's pointed out that it could be a female. The translation is prince or princess. Which she is right.
I wrap my arms around her as she readies for the feast for tonight. Everyone's heard of our child to come. The dragons are more protective of her as well and acknowledge the babe in her womb. We've been home for two months already. Her belly bigger and fully on display for everyone to see.
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She's at the halfway point at about 5 months. Rhaenyra is excited to be an aunt. I tell her kissing her shoulder "you do not have to leave our bed if you still are not feeling well my love. We can always just eat here. Besides you hate going to feasts now more than ever" her having a babe in her is a gift but it comes with some annoyance. People thinking it's okay to touch her whenever they wish just to feel our princess kick. Which I've snapped about a few times. She's uncomfortable by it. Then there's the words that are spat. I've often burned tongues out of mouthes for their words about my wife and queen to be.
Viserys wasn't happy about it. But he understood it and even rid of gossip. There's people who don't believe this babe is mine. They've heard word of her working in a whore house and assumed the worse and seem to think she's a whore. She's only worked there as an assassin. Sure she's learned some...delightful and pleasurable things. But she hasn't been with another man but me. Rumors are flying that she slept with men while we were at war. Laeron valaryon being one of them. They grew closer during our time. They're cousins and that's all it was. She loves me and that babe is mine.
I've warned viserys that I'll decapitate anyone else who says other wise. And he's taken my warning not so lightly. I smile feeling our babe kick and she tells me "we must go daemon." I tell her "you've barely slept today my love and you haven't been able to keep anything but some soup down today. Our babe is quite picky and I can tell you're exhausted. Stay here and I'll have a maid get us our food" and as always she's stubborn and refuses.
Otto Hightower is still the cunt he always has been. Snide remarks and glares are set on my wife and unborn child. She doesn't eat or drink anything someone else doesn't first. And then we wait for possible poison to set in and it hasn't. We've been very careful with her pregnancy. Especially because she's been worried about the same thing that happened with aemma happening with her. I'd never choose a babe over her no matter how much I love and want it. There will be more babes to come if the gods deem it so. But there'll never be another Delaerys. If I lose her I'll never love again. And viserys didn't get that and chose a babe over aemma. I'd never be able to sit there as maesters cut her open and hear her screams of agony begging for mercy and just wait for a babe with a smile the way viserys did. Now viserys is in a marriage of convenience.Do you think he loves Alicent? He doesn't that's clear as day. He's just using her for heirs. Though Delaerys is his named heir.
I take her in and grin
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I nod "come then my love" I hold her hand and lead her to the feast. She still feels awkward by viserys and his change of heart and attitude toward her. I pull out her chair and she takes a seat and I push her in as we'll careful not to have her stomach hit the table. Viserys asks "how are you feeling today? And my grandson?" Everyone else is insisting it's a boy. I don't think it is. She chuckles "the babe is making it hard for me to stomach food and sleep but other than that I am well. He or she is growing strong and I couldn't be more content with that knowledge"
Viserys speaks "you do know what you have to do right?" "What are you talking about?" I question him. Viserys says "our tradition. Your babe will be the future king or queen once I am gone and Delaerys' reign comes to its end. Meaning you two get to pick a dragon egg for your babe to rest with and hatch and grow as the babe does" how could I have forgotten? She nods "how could I have forgotten" I kiss her temple "you've been growing our babe and dealing with the side effects of doing so."
"I got word this morning that visenya has laid an egg" he continues. What? When did it happen? We've come to know that she was carrying. She grins at this piece of information "who fathered?" Viserys says "the keepers believe it was Ceraxes actually" leave it to our bonded dragons to have babes of their own. Otto speaks unfortunately "that child may be a bastard and you want to give it a dragon your grace" she reacts before I do. She throws a knife at him it cutting his cheek. "My child is not a bastard. I am not a whore. I made this babe with my husband. I have not been touched by any other man since our decision to be together. Do not call my babe a bastard again. The next time you do will be the last time you have a tongue to speak with. That goes for everyone else who seems to think my child is not my husbands and is illegitimate." "How are we to know when you used to work in a braavosi whore house" he continues.
She throws another one cutting him once more "if you must know Otto. I am a faceless woman. And I was on assignment to kill a target. The only reason I worked was to kill. When you are undercover you have to play a part and I did. I never fucked anyone in that whore house. Not that it's anyones business. Call me out of my name and title again and I'll kill you myself pregnant or not" gods shes sexy. She winces and I ask worriedly "are you alright my love?" My hand stroking her back gently and she nods "just a hard kick" I touch her stomach and feel our princess and chuckle "strong indeed. I'm sorry this pains you"
She kisses me softly and smiles "I wouldn't trade it for the world" I kiss her gently "Nyke sepār jaelagon ao lanta ȳgha"
I just want you two safe
She tells me "we are...just a few bumps here and there. We are going to be fine. Nyke kivio ao"
I promise you
I kiss her hand that I take from my cheek "Ao daor kivio issa bona issa jorrāelagon"
You cannot promise me that my love
She tells me "I dream too you know...that is how I know we are going to be okay." I smile and we kiss and talk more between the two of us and I carry her to our room her feet starting to bother her.
