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- 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘 𝖜𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖍𝖚𝖗𝖙 𝖚𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖘𝖙 -


K I N G S  L A N D I N G

M A N Y - Y E A R S - A G O


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"Mother, how does it feel to love someone?"

Rhaenyra looked up from her book in surprise. She tilted her head slightly and looked at her daughter for a moment, who was stretching her chin over Joffrey's crib and looking down at him curiously.

"Jace said he loves Joffrey, but how does he know?"

Rhaenyra smiled at the innocent question and leaned forward slightly. She put the book aside and took a quick look at her youngest child, who she had given birth painfully a few weeks ago. Joffrey was a beautiful newborn, sweet and calm, just as a mother could hope for, brightening up any room with his cheerfulness. He was the opposite of his siblings, who had driven her almost crazy. The only thing that bothered her was his name, which she would never have chosen and which she could never change again.

Joffrey... So uncharacteristic of a Targaryen. For a boy of Valyrian blood.

Aemma looked at her with expectant eyes and Rhaenyra searched for the right words.

"It's difficult to explain. There are different sides of love. Love for your parents. Love for your siblings. For your friends."

Love for your lover....

Aemma tilted her head. "Even for my dragon?"

Rhaenyra smiled. "Even for your dragon."

Her little daughter looked at her in surprise. "And how do I know that I love my dragon?"

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗢𝗗 𝗖𝗥𝗢𝗪𝗡 I AEMOND TARGARYENWhere stories live. Discover now