𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇... it was said that she was the destroyer of kingdoms, beloved by all.
𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 by two princes, both head over heels for her. Though it seemed she had her eyes set firmly on the younger one. The vengeful woman would stop...
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- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❝ may the best swordman win ❞┊˚͙۪۪̥◌
━━━━━━━━━━━DAENA SWORE THAT SHE WOULD NEVER EVER GET PREGNANT. She had watched her mother's belly grow over the moons, and as it grew, her health variated a lot. She watched Rhaenyra take a pause from riding Syrax, as it became too difficult. She watched her stop walking in the corridors often because she had to take so many breathers and she got weak. And Daena watched her mother sleep longer and be more exhausted when she woke.
She had once cornered her father in the courtyard and asked him why he had to keep making her mother go through this process so much. He had blushed beet red and told her to leave before anyone would see them talking. Daena had narrowed her eyes and told him that she was watching him closely, to which he had only laughed before turning back around to do his duty.
Now Daena was sitting with her mother in Rhaenyra's chambers, trying to sew— key word; trying. Her mother had sent the septa away and told the old woman that she would make sure Daena did her work properly, which was the opposite of what was happening.
"So, what are we naming my sister?" Daena spoke up, her voice excited.
"So it's a sister, then?" Rhaenyra asked, amused.
Daena set her ugly work aside and looked at her mother. "Well I hope it is. I am simply exhausted of having only brothers."
Rhaenyra smiled at her daughter, swiping some of her darker hair behind her ear. "What would you like to name her?"
Daena blushed. "Well if you already have names, then I don't want to put my opinion in there and mess up your plans."
"Nonsense, my child. Tell me of your ideas." Rhaenyra sent her an assured smile.
"Well I know you like the name Visenya, and I love it as well, but you could also name her after grandmother. Aemma is a lovely name, but if you choose to go with Visenya, you can call the next one Aemma." Daena smiled and turned her head to the side.
"The next one?" Rhaenyra laughed.
"Yes, seeing as father just keeps filling you up with babies every chance he gets." Daena rolled her eyes.
Rhaenyra held her daughter's hand and squeezed. "One day you'll understand and want to start a family of your own with the person you care about most."
