Chapter 53

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Well my friends this is the end. There was nothing else that could be written that wouldn't be repetitive from the other story. I thank all of you who have read and liked this story. I hope to continue writing and making other stories. I'm actually thinking of other shows I want to write about.

Thank you all 🥰



3 months later

Her brother had not lied, Jace had stayed and his relationship with their mother kept getting better. He did not seem as sad and upset anymore. He did not talk to Laenor very much, but that was not a problem since Laenor and Rhaenys had been staying in Dragonstone with her mother's blessing. Her brother had decided that he would not worry about people who did not want to be in his life any longer. He was happy with their family and he would let things work themselves out. Jace was finally happy and at peace with himself.

Right now, Visenya was not worried about where Laenor and Rhaenys were or what they had been doing. She had given birth a few hours before and just like in the other world she had given birth to a little girl with silver hair, the same shade as Aemond's. Her husband was sure that the babe would have his blue eyes as well and Visenya was sure they would be beautiful.

Visenya had not been able to take her eyes away from her daughter since the babe had been born. She was afraid the little girl would disappear, Aemond kept a closer eye on their daughter than she did. They barely had time alone since the birth of the new princess, her mother, father, brothers, sister, nieces, and nephews had all come to meet the new member of the family.

"She is beautiful," Aemond ran a hand over the babe's head and gave her a smile. "Thank you, for our daughter."

"You are welcome." She kissed his lips quickly. "I would not change anything, except maybe you giving birth to the next one."

Aemond let out a laugh before taking Aysse from her. He hugged the babe to his chest and kissed her forehead. She had given in and allowed him to name their daughter, her husband was sure that it was the same girl he had met in the other world. Visenya had no issues with the name, she actually loved it.

"I would gladly take your place if I could." Aemond seemed completely in love with their daughter and she was happy he was not disappointed they had a girl instead of a boy. He seemed ecstatic. "She will be a mighty queen one day."

"Yes, she will." Visenya ran a finger over the babe's soft cheek before letting out a yawn. "I am tired."

"Of course you are, you have worked very hard for the past day and a half." Aemond kissed her forehead. "Go to sleep, I will watch over both of you."

Visenya smiled, knowing that there was not a force in the world that would make him leave her and their daughter alone.  

                                                             Visenya Targaryen (18 years old

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                                                             Visenya Targaryen (18 years old.)


                                                                   Aysse Targaryen (Newborn

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                                                                   Aysse Targaryen (Newborn.)


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Rhaenyra smiled as she thought about the past few years of her life. She had lost so much, but she had also gained a lot. She had a wonderful family, there was peace in her kingdom and the line to the throne was secure. Her children were happy and they all had wonderful marriages, except for Joffrey, but her son appeared very happy to be on his own and spending time exploring the known world. She had not thought of Baela as her daughter in years, the woman had pulled herself farther and farther away as time passed. She barely spoke to them any longer, even Rhaena had a hard time speaking to her sister. Rhaenyra did not worry about it any longer, if her stepdaughter wanted to make herself miserable then that was her right.

She now had a granddaughter who would one day be queen. She had gained so many things, but none of those things could replace Lucerys. She wished her son could be there with her, that he would have been able to live a happy life and do whatever he wished. Her sweet boy would have been a great man, he would have married Rhaena and had children with her. The loss of her son was still an ache, something she could never get rid of. She did not want to get rid of the ache, it was a reminder of Lucerys and she would never wish to erase his memory. She had made peace with it, but it would never stop hurting.

She knew she should be thankful for all the gifts the gods had given her. They had intervened and saved her, her husband, and her other children's lives. They had stopped the war from growing even larger and dividing the kingdom in half. She was blessed, the gods brought her daughter back to life. Visenya's return had been the death of the war, making Aemond switch to their side and help them. She had done everything she was supposed to do and apparently, she had succeeded because the gods had not destroyed them all. Her life was happy and even while Lucerys was not there with her, she knew she would see him one day. That thought brought her peace and made her feel a bit better.

Things would be better from now on, her family was safe, her reign was safe and the dragons were safe. She had done what she was supposed to do and she would just enjoy her life and everything she had been given for as long as she could.  

                                                        Rhaenyra Targaryen (48 years old

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                                                        Rhaenyra Targaryen (48 years old.)

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