DRAGON BLOOD | Dragon Blood, a term used for the Targaryen, the lords of the dragons.
"The only thing that could destroy the House of the Dragon was herself."
"Blood and fire."
Where Rhenys only wants the war to end and the dragons to stop dancing i...
The metallic smell of blood, the visceral sound of childbirth and the groans flooded the rooms of the heiress princess.
"A little more, princess, push!" the midwidwie ordered.
The screams of pain echoed on the walls of the castle. The moans and curses came out of the princess's mouth, the pain was unbearable. The pain she felt didn't even let her think clearly. It was agonizing.
It was her first birth, Rhaenyra just wanted it to be over now and not have to give birth again.
- I see the head! We're almost done!
Rhaenyra just moaned and kept pushing wondering if all this pain was worth it just to bring an heir into the world.
Until the room was left in a deep silence where the only thing that was heard was the princess's agitated breathing. This moment was interrupted by a cry.
Rhaenyra's eyes filled with tears. Not of pain, as were the previous ones that were now dry, stained her cheeks, they were tears of happiness when she saw the little baby in the arms of the midwife.
- It's a girl, princess.
Rhaenyra's smile hesitated until it disappeared.
A girl.
Disappointment flooded his chest. She had not fulfilled her duty to give a male heir. Her firstborn was a woman, the one who would become the heir to the throne.
The girl's crying seemed far away before Rhaenyra's strong thoughts.
The story would be repeated.
Rhaenyra had condemned her daughter to live the same as her.
"Princess, princess..." repeated the midwide, worried about the state of the Rhaenyra, she was gone.
"Mmm," he murmured in response.
- Don't you want to carry your daughter?
What would his father think? What would Corlys say? What would the people say? What would the lords say?
"Yes..." she whispered barely with a thread of voice.
The midwidy took the little girl and put her in her mother's arms.
The girl had dark hair, a shade that Rhaenyra or Laenor did not possess.
Suddenly, as soon as the girl was in her mother's arms, she opened her eyes giving a pause to her crying, as if she knew who was the woman who was carrying her and that she was now safe. The baby's innocent eyes looked at Rhaenyra.
And suddenly Rhaenyra let out in tears.
She had given birth. It was her daughter. A small and fragile baby. It was her. Her heiress.
Having her in her arms made it not matter that she was a girl, it didn't matter, Rhaenyra would make her daughter sit on the throne as one day she herself was going to do it, being a woman would not be an impediment for her, because she was a Targaryen, dragon blood ran through her veins.
She was a dragon. It would be strong and indomitable, it would be powerful and beautiful like a dragon.
And then Rhaenyra realized: if the pain of childbirth was worth it because nothing compared to the feeling of her daughter in her arms, her little dragon.
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