The Mother of Kin and Keeper of Blood

•Blood Of My Blood•

The Tale of the Biggest dragon within all of Westeros with scales as white as snow and eyes as yellow as gold is always Told, The Tale of his rider Vaemrys Targaryen, First Of Her name, Queen of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Lady of the Seven Kingdoms, Protector of the Realm is one bound with Blood, War, and Love. Honorable and Respected Within House Targaryen.
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Vaemrys had her five year old and three year old strapped down onto the mount. Ragïr was so fast that the normally 10 minute route to kings landing passed by in under 5.

She had turned 10 and 7 years of age this year, viserys let her leave kings landing since he trusts her logic and reason besides she was already a woman. She kept dragonstone in check and held the seas along with driftmark closer together with kings landing.

She was coming to visit her father,King viserys and Princess rhaenyra, her sister. She was most excited to see her mother who is with child.

Vaemrys wanted to leave kings landing since she had given birth. She wanted her son, Aegar to grow up without the condescending members who stood within the walls of the red keep.

Ragïr landed and Vaemrys carried Aegar down.

Ragïr watched his rider and waited for his command. "Sōvēs", she commanded. He flew up into the clouds before the pit keepers had came to retrieve him.

"Princess! Please we must let him inside the pit-", "Ragïr is not a slave, I will not imprison him like one", she said sternly.

Rhaenyra ran down to her sister and her nephews.

"Vaemrys!", she yelled and quickly walked over to hug all three of them. "Sister, you must warn me. Is Otto still ridiculous?", Vaemrys asked quietly and giggled along with rhaenyra. "Yes, maybe even worse. He keeps urging father to push me away", rhaenyra said as her smile seemed to die down after each word she said. Vaemrys raised Aegar up to her. "We brought you a present!", he smiled. He held up the shiny comb made of dragon scales that Ragïr had shedded. It was rare for him to drop scales.

When he did, Vaemrys would make accessories and toys. It was more of a hobby. Rhaenyra looked at the comb and felt how smooth the surface was. There were words engraved on it, "Our Blood Holds The Power Of The Dragon, The Blood Of The Dragon Runs Thick". It said. Rhaenyra would treasure this item until the day she dies.

"I love it!", rhaenyra said to her nephews who were proud to have been the ones that made her happy. Vaemrys looked over her shoulder when she heard caraxes roar.

Daemon landed caraxes and greeted both of his Nieces. "I see you've finally come back home", daemon said to Vaemrys. "I'm just visiting, uncle", she smiled. He looked down at Aegar and Vaemron then picked them up. Rhaenyra was very surprised how much he seemed to show affection to the young boys. He never paid attention to children at all, she doesn't remember him picking her up as a child either.

"Aegar is growing up into a man, you should stay. It would benefit both of you", daemon continued. "Kepī", Vaemron said as he looked up at daemon. Vaemrys intwined her arm with rhaenyras and turned her around so quickly that rhaenyra thought she had gotten whiplash. "How is father?", Vaemrys asked.

"He's just happy he's going to have a son", she said and looked up at the red keep. Vaemrys couldn't deny that. "Please do not feel so-", Vaemrys was cut off by rhaenyra. "You don't live here, I do! You escaped! I remain! He wishes to replace me!", she argued. "Do you not think of how I feel too rhaenyra? Do you not understand I am his first born child! Yet he looks to the youngest as a gift from the gods!", Vaemrys yelled.

She was breathing rapidly. Vaemrys always knew her father wanted a son, her anger and sadness grew from within her, she kept those feelings bottled. Most of her feelings were all bottled up and in the boxes her mind had created.

Vaemrys chest rose and fell with her eye brows furrowed. Rhaenyra had never seen her sisters anger, she was taken aback, scared at the sight in front of her.

The older sibling ran her fingers through her long hair as to calm herself. She closed her eyes and turned her head away from her sister. "Do not worry of our brother. He will become king, we will both be married.", Vaemrys spoke.

"What if I do not want to get married!", rhaenyra yelled. "you are not married! Yet you are 10 and 7 years of age!", rhaenyra stated. She was right, her sister had been of age for a long time. She's a princess and must have more children.

"I know that rhaenyra! no one wants a whore princess for a wife!", Vaemrys cried. She covered her mouth to stop the cries from getting unwanted attention from any passing maids or knights. "Even on dragonstone, I cannot escape that fact, everyone knows", she weeped. Rhaenrya hugged her sister. She held her close. She didn't know of her sisters worries, emotions, and demons she hid.

"If it weren't for my immature decisions...Maybe I'd be married to daemon by now, he wouldn't have to hide the love for his sons", vaemrys whispered into her sisters shoulder.

Rhaenyra hadn't heard Vaemrys when she the whispered sentence.

Daemon and Aegar were already in the red keep. He was sitting in the throne room with Aegar on his lap. He lifted Dark Sister up to his son. "Shiny", Aegar said and stared at the designs and tiny ripples the valryian steel held.

"This...will one day be yours", daemon said. "Why do you not come with us?", Aegar asked. "To dragonstone?", daemon questioned. "Everywhere, mommy says she misses you", Aegar looked at his father. "I have things to do here, I will be with both you again soon", daemon said. It was a lie, daemon couldn't father either of the boys even if he wanted to. He was a married man, to a woman whom he never even touched let alone slept with. Vaemrys reputation wasn't so good either, after she had Aegar and especially vaemryon. Though, she is styled, "Vaemrys, The Elegant".  

"We've heard maids talking", Aegar whispered. "Of what do they speak about?", daemon asked. "They say things about us and mommy", Vaemryon responded. "What kind of things?", daemon wanted to know but then again, he was talking to a three and five year old. "Bad things, I don't remember", Aegar smiled.

Daemon sighed and leaned back. Aegar and vaemryon were tired from the ride to kings landing from dragonstone. He of course loved Ragïr and wanted to fly all the time but he and Vaemrys woke up very early to pack.

The boys soon fell asleep. Daemon didn't mind, he was just happy to at least see that his sons still remembered him. He'd been gone for 2 years and he thought Aegar and vaemryon would have forgotten him. Vaemryon didn't remember him but Vaemrys must've told them stories and described him to them. He was lucky the gods had given him such blessings yet they came with a cost.

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Rhaenyra came in late to the small council meeting while Vaemrys sat next to her mother who was rubbing her stomach that held the child that would replace her and her sister.

"Mother, This is a foolish question", Vaemrys said. "Tell me, I'm in need of a distraction", Aemma smiled. "Would father ever make me heir?", Vaemrys whispered. Aemma sighed. Aemma knew that the ideas Vaemrys had for Westeros would indeed hold the crown to even higher power than they already had, yet she was still a girl. "No", Aemma answered. She realized it was time for her to stop babying her daughter. Instead of giving her false hope like she had for the last 17 years.

"He will not", Aemma said softly. "Your brother will rule, if he chooses, you just might become hand to the king", Aemma smiled. "Hand to the king?", Vaemrys asked with a worried expression. "My Sons,what will become of them?", Vaemrys asked, she of course knew the answer but hoped for something different.

"princes,Nephews to the king, lords", Aemma listed. Vaemrys covered her face. "Please Vaemrys-", Aemma soothed. "None of you know if it's a boy, Still, you plan to throw me away as a marriage agreement.", Vaemrys mumbled. She always mumbled, her truths were mumbles and whispers. Things she could never let anyone hear word for word.

"I will go and look for Aegar and Vaemryon. Have a good night, mother", Vaemrys said and kissed her mothers forehead. "Goodnight", Aemma responded.

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