Undisclosed Desires

Chapter 5

Jarrett

When Aemond mentioned taking the dragons for a flight, her eyes brightened, giving him an eager nod for yes. Her eagerness to ride and learn about dragons hadn't changed much from when she was a child. Visenya had never been treated too unkindly by her uncles, the only cross words came when it came to her brothers. "Rhoxas will be much larger than you remember him, he's not a small dragon anymore – although nowhere near Vhagar's size," she admitted. Rhoxas had surpassed her brother's dragons in size, he was black in scales, silver bellied with orange eyes, and always eager to fly.

"What do I call you then?" Visenya asked, cocking her head to the side. "Aemond..." she sounded his name out softly, it sounded strange to her, she wrinkled her nose playfully. "Lord husband?" she let out a giggle at that, shaking her head. She had only ever referred to him has uncle, Aemond, or 'mund' for the short amount of time that she couldn't pronounce his name fully. She heard her brother's snickers, turning to send them a playful glare as they hushed, knowing they had been warned to be on their best behavior.

Visenya followed his gaze over to her aunt and uncle, and then in turn as her father wandered over to them. Visenya let out a sigh as she saw the saddened look on her mother's face, and as her father held what she guessed was actually her sister rather than her cousin in her arms. "You know, we simply cannot have any heirs, because this happens," she spoke softly in Valyrian, knowing Aemond would understand her, and follow her gaze to her father, she didn't want anyone else catching on to her meaning although she knew everyone knew.

She knew it was wrong to tell her husband-to-be that she planned to give him no heirs – she saw it that if she had no heirs, then she simply couldn't end up in some strange entanglement like her siblings and cousins.

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Daemon couldn't help himself as he approached Rila and Harwin to scoop Daerys into his arms. He cooed softly at the little one, earning himself a giggle. "I am your Uncle, little one," he said softly as he glanced at Rila, and then at Visenya and Aemond. "Hm, shame about her husband," he muttered, clearly unimpressed with the match as he bounced the little one. "But your aunt Rhaenyra insisted it would be a good match, yes she did," he smiled when the babe chortled. "Daerys should soon have an egg, Syrax has brought another clutch, and we will hope for yet another by year end, we hope to have one for Visenya's..." Daemon trailed off, disliking the idea of his daughter with child.

Harwin managed a nod, he excused himself briefly whilst Daemon and his wife spoke before returning with more wine, sneakily putting one near his son before attending to his wife. "Ah, your arms are full there my Prince, I will exchange you a cup for a baby," Harwin smiled, the smile not quite meeting his eyes as he saw Daemon's hesitation at handing the child back, before eventually relenting. "Hmm a dragon for Daerys? That sounds wonderful, doesn't it my little one," he grinned as he sat, entertaining the prince for a few minutes before Daemon excused himself.

Harwin gave his wife a gentle, apologetic smile as he sat the little one in his lap. "I am sorry, my love, I gave him his moment for now," he murmured as he turned to hear the music start. "Could I tempt my wife to a dance, it will have to be with her husband and a little lady, unless," he leaned forwards to look at both of his boys. "Unless one of you would be so kind as to dance with the little Princess," he smiled, bundling the babe to the nearest brother, standing to his full height and offering his hand to her. "Come, it's been some time since we danced."

Some had moved to dance already, he tugged his wife up and around their seats. "You have plenty of time to fret over your niece later, let us at least have some fun before the quarreling begins and I have to carry you over my shoulder from this room," it wouldn't have been the first time that he had carried his wife over his shoulder playfully.