The Dragon's Legacy

Chapter Seventy-Seven

Daemion rested his eyes beneath as his head leaned back to one of the tall dark trees, as he took in the smell of the wild roses and cranberries... Aegon's Garden never failed to bring him peace, especially when he watched over the little ones.

Where he once used to sneak some nights to walk around at nights when he was no older than Rhaella and Aerea... Six and ten.

"Kepa!" The sound of the word itself made Daemion's heart swole as he heard it.

Daemion opened his eyes and looked at his little Visenya as she ran to him with one of her rare smiles on her small and beautiful face of three years old.

Visenya was calm, solemn and tranquil, but unsparingly fierce even at her young age, much like her namesake. Perhaps the most fierce and cold in nature than all his children. But yet it was as if the only one who could see behind her ice and melt that ice, was her twin, Valarr.

Valarr was to the contrary to his twin, he was sweet with his charms but yet a menace... and inseparable from Visenya. A feeling Visenya full-heartedly reciprocated.

The twins were never set apart from one another for too long, for they were out of control if they were not by each other's side. Daemion knew Rhaena feared that perhaps no one else could understand them in the way the two understood each other, or whatever that kept the two connected fiercely.

Visenya stood in front of Daemion straight and proud as she held her head high like a Queen as she looked down at where Daemion was seated.

"Look at what Valarr made for me! Isn't it lovely?" Visenya said with one of her rare smiles as she showed Daemion her handmade crown, made of wild roses, resting on her small head and brushed silver-gold hair.

Daemion smiled as he stood up and towered over his three-year-old daughter, bending the knee to reach her small height with a smile as he looked at the flower-made crown on her head.

"It is beyond beautiful, my beautiful girl. You look like a Queen. A Queen like your great-grandmother Queen Visenya." Daemion smiled and softly and playfully pinched his daughter's cheek.

Valarr, who was not too far behind his twin, rushed to his Father and sister as his short silver-gold hair fell over his small forehead and pale-lilac eyes as he was out of breath.

"She is not a Queen! She is a bride! My bride!" Valarr declared. "When we grow up Visenya and I are going to marry!" Valarr declared as he ran to his twin and his father, but his face reddened when he realized he had spoken his words loudly.

Visenya's small face softly turned pink as she shied away from looking at Valarr hiding her smile, as Valarr shied away from looking at his sister as he turned red, for he only realized he had spoken his thoughts too loud, but yet he turned his face and held his chin up and looked at Daemion stubbornly, showing he would not shy away from what he had declared.

Daemion smiled and chuckled as he looked at his menace of a son. "Is that so, Son? Did you plan to wed my daughter without speaking to me beforehand? Or even your mother?"

"You would approve... wouldn't you?" Valarr asked as he softened as he looked at his father with his pale lilac eyes... With his Rhaena's eyes. "Uncle Jaehaerys married Auntie Alysanne... And they were brother and sister too."

Daemion playfully looked around as if to check if anyone was listening. "I should ask for your mother's permission first. For gods know that if I do something like this she'd drown me in the sea." Daemion said playfully.

The brother and sister chuckled.

"And who knows. Perhaps someday you will see another woman or perhaps Visenya will meet another man and with it love there." Daemion said. "And if that happens, then you will possibly curse us for making hasty decision."