The Dragon's Legacy

Chapter Sixty-One

Rhaena could hear the screams of Modread as she was seated in the garden, and she smiled to herself.

Her beloved was back.

"Mother?" Rhaella spoke gently as she sat by her mother's side beneath the weirdwood, as Aerea kept wandering around the garden, hoping to find a way to escape Lana's attention and leave the garden to explore elsewhere.

"Yes, my beloved girl?" Rhaena asked as she gently put her arm around Rhaella's shoulder and softly placed her head on the side of her neck, silently thanking the gods for being able to hold her beautiful daughters once more.

"Are you feeling... better?" Rhaella asked gently with a shaky voice as if she was on the edge of tears. Rhaena could see the worry behind Rhaella's gentle eyes.

Rhaena kissed the top of Rhaella's head and whispered. "I am alright, my love. You do not need to keep asking me that. I am well rested and healthy." And she joked gently as she gently rubbed Rhaella's shoulder. "If only your sister was as half as concerned as you, I would have been not allowed to leave my chamber until I was healed completely."

Upon saying that Rhaella turned her eyes toward her twin as Aerea was slowly getting annoyed as she was incapable of escaping the older woman, Lana's attention.

"I know you will be alright..." Rhaella spoke softly as she turned her eyes back on her mother. "Prince Daemion promised it to me."

Rhaena's eyes were opened as she felt her heart began to race in her chest. "You spoke with him, my love?"

Rhaella gently nodded. "I did, mother. So did Aerea." Rhaella spoke gently. "I had heard that you were in your chamber, but Lana did not wish for you to be disturbed while you slept, but when Lana was distracted by Aerea, I snuck to your room... And found him."

Rhaena felt her heart racing once more. "And... What do you think of him?" Rhaena asked gently

"He was kind and gentle. He looked much like Queen Visenya. He was funny too." Rhaella spoke softly and smiled gently. " I do not understand why father hated him..."

Rhaena gently stroked Rhaella's hair. "Your father was a good man, but a jealous one." Rhaena spoke gently. "There are things that you need to grow up to understand, my love, for only understand why things were they were supposed to be."

A beautiful figure appeared in the hallway by the garden, as his long raven hair fell over his black leather coat, and his beautiful deep violet eyes looked at Rhaena, Rhaella and Aerea.

Daemion slowly walked inside of the garden, as Rhaena slowly stood up from beneath the weirdwood tree, as Rhaella held her hand.

Daemion could feel his heart beating rapidly inside of his chest.

But Aerea, unlike her sister, rushed forward freely like an arrow let loose. "Prince Daemion!" Aerea spoke loudly and excitedly as she ran toward Daemion.

"Little one..." Daemion spoke with a warm smile on his face as he got on one knee so he could reach Aerea's height. "Aerea, am I right?"

Aerea eagerly nodded and smiled. "How would you know?!"

"Well, one of my reasons is that your eyes are not leaving Dark Sister." Daemion spoke jokingly as he placed his hand on the hilt of Dark Sister. "And those eyes, are the eyes of a warrior. Just like Queen Visenya's eyes."

Upon hearing that, the little dragon brought her chin up proudly. "Soon I will have mine own dragon too! Then I will go to battle, just like Queen Visenya!"

Daemion smiled as he patted Aerea's head. "Yes. You will be. But let us hope no battle or war would happen anytime soon." Daemion spoke gently and thought, far too much blood has been spilled... No more war. No more blood.