Avalon Targaryen was the younger sister of Viserys and Daemon. The baby of the family and everyones favorite Targaryen. Her elder brothers doted on her and her niece Rhaenyra worshipped her strength and compassion. But what happens when they take fa...
"Avalon!" Rhaenyra shouted as she saw Mouse soaring through the sky.
''Hello gorgeous," avalon declared flying beside Rhaenyra and Syrax. Nyra didnt know if Avalon was talking about Syrax being gorgeous or Nyra being gorgeous. It made her heart flutter all the same.
''I didnt know you were coming back.'' Nyra shouted through the wind whipping around them.
''My eldest brother is having another baby of course im here.'' Avalon agreed. ''I'm hoping Daemon makes an entrance as well but who knows with him.'' Avalon remarked.
''Im glad you are here. I should be getting down but I think I can convince father not to be mad if I say Im with you.'' Nyra declared.
''No get your butt down there so I can hug you proper.'' Avalon corrected.
Nyra slid off Syrax and ran to Avalon hugging her tight.
''Hi gorgeous, goodness you are woman.'' Avalon declared. Nyra stood tall next to her. ''I was little for long Daemon had me riding on his shoulders until I was ten.'' Avalon recalled.
''I missed you Aunt Avalon.'' Nyra said as she held to Avalons waist. Avalon waved a hand and Mouse moved to the caves contently. Nyra glanced back and saw Syrax following mouse in without fuss.
''I missed you too. Im not leaving again. Not for a while at least.'' Avalon informed her. ''Ah hello Alicent.''
''Hello Princess Avalon.'' Alicent answered with a curtsy.
''Such a nice proper friend you have.'' Avalon remarked running a hand through Nyras hair. ''Are you well Alicent?''
''I am. Thank you princess.'' Alicent agreed.
''You take her flying yet? Syrax looks about big enough.'' Avalon mused but Alicent shook her head clutching her book to her chest. ''Scared of heights or Nyras reckless flying?" Avalon teased.
''Avalon!" Nyra declared laughing into her. Avalon chuckled kissing her forehead. Avalon patted down her pockets as she took a step back.
"Shoot, I have a gift for you and your new brother to be." Avalon remarked. "I must have left it with Mouse."
"I should be getting to mother." Nyra remarked.
"Then I will see you lovely ladies later." Avalon agreed as she headed back to the caves calling out for her dragon, Mouse.
"Your aunt is so sweet." Alicent remarked. "Her dragon, did I hear her right? It's name is mouse?"
"Yes, she thought it was funny to name something that was going to be so large something so small." Nyra agreed. "My father said it was the littlest dragon he had ever seen."
"You and the king light up when you talk about your aunt." alicent remarked.
"Aunt Avalon is wonderful, perfection, I hope she stays forever." Nyra exclaimed as she pushed open her mothers chamber door.
'Ah... Rhaenyra. You know I don't like you to go flying while I'm in this condition.' Queen Aemma told her daughter as she smelled the smoke on her when Nyra hugged her.
'You don't like me to go flying while you're in any condition.' Rhaenyra corrected.
'You are just like your aunt Avalon.' Aemma remarked.
'Great minds.' Rhaenyra told her. She loved her aunt Avalon. They liked to have dragon races, to which Rhaenyra's mother and father hated. Avalon was Viserys younger sister. The baby of the family and her brothers were very protective. Viserys hated to admit that Avalon had more of Daemon in her at times. "Avalon is here, she rode in when I was getting back." Nyra added fondly.
'Your Grace.' Alicent said curtsying before the queen.
'Good morrow, Alicent.' Aemma said kindly.
'Did you sleep?' Rhaenyra questioned her mother.
'I slept.'
'How long?' she pushed and Aemma chuckled.
'I don't need mothering, Rhaenyra.' She reminded her.
'Well, here you are, surrounded by attendants, all focused on the babe. Someone has to attend to you.' Rhaenyra told her confidently.
'You will lie in this bed soon enough, Rhaenyra. This discomfort is how we serve the realm.' Aemma told her solemnly.
'I'd rather serve as a knight and ride to battle and glory.' Rhaenyra told her and there was a murmur of laughter around the room to which Rhaenyra shot a glare back at them. She was meant for things bigger than marriage and babies.
Avalon was older than herself and still not married, she didn't understand what the rush was. Avalon seemed perfectly content riding her dragon and kissing the clouds. Rhaenyra wanted the same. The freedom and not being tied down to a man or child, being free to go and do as she pleased. Love who she pleased.
'We have royal wombs, you and I. The child bed is our battlefield. We must learn to face it with a stiff lip. Now take a bath. You stink of dragon.' Aemma said kissing her daughters cheek.
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"Caraxes, what are you doing here?" Avalon questioned running a hand along his scales. "Is Daemon lurking around here?" Avalon mused. She tucked the book under her arm for Rhaenyra as she ran her hands along Caraxes scales. "Say hi to Mouse," Avalon instructed nodding to her dragon.
Mouse nudged against Caraxes. Avalon remembered when Mouse was so little he could fit on her fingers, brought him everywhere. Daemon and her had the same love of dragons and flying, that thrill and chase for more. Avalon saw a lot of that in Rhaenyra as well.
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