The Dragon's Legacy

Chapter Forty-Six

Rhaena embraced her daughters tightly and breathed the scent of their hair in, for she knew it would be a while before she could hold them again.

"Please come back soon, mother." Rhaella whispered in Rhaena's ear. "I'll miss you so much..."

"I will my beautiful girls." Rhaena spoke as she softly pulled back from the thigh embrace and kissed Rhaella and Aerea's foreheads and whispered. "My beautiful girls. My little angels. Know my heart... and your father's heart is with you two."

Aegon only nodded from behind Rhaena, and looked at Aerea. "Be a good girl Aerea, and listen to your sister Rhaella." Aegon spoke emotionlessly.

Aerea grabbed onto her blue dress, same colour as the dress as their mother was wearing, the embodiment of house Velaryon, and pressed her teeth together but only spoke. "Yes, father."

"Be safe, my dearest children." King Aenys spoke as he walked forward with the help of Queen Alyssa, and kissed Rhaena's cheek and then moved to kiss Aegon's cheek as well. "May the gods be with you. They surely are, for you are going to have High Septon's blessing soon."

Rhaena softly kissed her father's cheek and embraced her mother, Alyssa. "We will be back hopefully soon, father." Aegon spoke calmly.

"Hopefully." Aethan Velaryon spoke from behind Alyssa as he nodded. "Send my regards to Martyn Hightower."

Aegon nodded at his grandfather's request. "Yes, Grandfather."

Maegor only watched Aenys and his family, with his mother, Visenya's arm in his arm, by his side. Maegor did not feel easy about this, but yet he dug his uneasiness deep in his heart, for he had to leave after his nephew and niece left.

Rhaena once more embraced her daughters tightly and kissed their foreheads once more, and entered the royal carriage, for Aenys had asked of her to not fly on the dragon's back, and sat by Aegon's side.

As the carriage rode away, Rhaena's pale lilac eyes never left her daughters who stood by her younger brothers, Viserys and Jaehaerys, and her sister Alysanne as Alysanne held their hands.

Rhaena only prayed she could soon come back to her daughters, so she could kiss their faces as she looked deep in their deep violet eyes.

Their father's eyes.

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Maegor came outside of the small council chamber after he divided his duties as the hand of the king between Aethan Velaryon, and Crispian Celtigar, the two on the council that he knew he could entrust with matters of the realm while he was at Stormlands.

As Maegor walked across the hallway toward armoury so he could put on his armour, he saw a small figure, walking gracefully as her green dress was dragged on the ground; Rhaella.

Rhaella is wearing a small dark green dress. Her brushed silver hair fell over her small shoulders. Her small beautiful face glowed like a small emerald...

Maegor could swear by his love for his family, that the girl only lacked raven hair to mirror his beautiful Ceryse.

Maegor watched the small girl with a hidden pain behind his eyes, as he softly walked behind her. "What are you doing alone, little one? Where is your uncle Viserys?" Maegor spoke calmly so he would not startle the Rhaella.

Rhaella softly looked down, embarrassed. "I asked him if I could walk alone for a few minutes..." Rhaella spoke softly as she grabbed onto her green dress and looked down shyly.

"It is not safe to be by yourself and not by your shields." Maegor spoke calmly as he kneeled so he could reach Rhaella's short height. "Be more careful."