The baby girl was found in the gods wood. Her tiny body wrapped in a thin swaddling cloth, clinging to her delicate skin. Though her features were unmistakably not of their lineage, the king and queen took her in as one of their own. They named her...
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After the two left the dinner they joined their children in their chambers. As they entered the smell of dragon filled the holes of their nose. Visera followed the smell to Daeleyes who played with a doll on her bed.
"Dae?" Aemond questioned, the princess looked up at the man.
" Yes father?" Visera had tried to tell Daeleyes he "wasn't" her father, but she still chose to call him father.
Aemond tried to hide his smile at the comment but Visera saw, Florence watched from afar a smile spread upon her face as well. " you smell of dragon, were you in the Dragonpit." Visera sat down on the chair beside the childs bed, a hand placed on her swollen belly. She had swore Aemon and Aenora would be the last, but Aemond was keen on keeping her with child. He had said she was most beautiful carrying his child.
The child gave no answer going back to playing with the wooden doll, gifted to her by Heleana. The door creaked open, Daeron snuck in. Once he turned his eyes widened as his lips moved trying to find words. " brother, sister did not expect you to be present."
" This is our children's chambers, brother." Visera spoke, eyeing her brother who fidgeted with his hands. " You took my daughter for a ride on your dragon without speaking to me." Visera questioned, her voice cold, unyielding. Daeron winced, but held his ground.
"You know what might have happened if that beast did not like her, I'd rather not risk her safety."
"You think I'd put your child in harm's way?" Daeron asked, his voice rising. "You think I'd risk her life just for a moment of fun?" His hands balled into fists, nails digging into his palms. "Sera. You don't know what I'd do for your children."
Visera's expression softened slightly. "I know what I would do for them," she said quietly. "And I know what you would do for them. We both love them, Daeron. We both want what's best for them. We just have different ideas of what that is." Daerons eyes met Viseras. " Atleast speak to me and Visera before you deside to put our child in that situation." Aemond spoke, his eye squinted as he controlled his anger
Daeleyes had been silent throughout the argument, but now she spoke up. "I liked it, mama. I didn't feel scared." Her voice was small, but it carried weight. Visera smiled down at her daughter, brushing a strand of hair from her face.
"Daeleyes, I'm sorry if I made you feel like I didn't trust your uncle. Of course he would never do anything to hurt you." She glanced over at Daeron, who looked away.
"Visera, I never intended to put Dae in harm's way. She was speaking to me about what it was like riding one." Daeron spoke, grabbing his sister's hand, Visera nodded. "It is alright Ron, I know that wasn't your intention."
Aemond placed a hand on his brother's shoulder. "when you have children of your own you will understand."
