Multi-Verse Worlds

Reborn to the House of the Dragon

Being reborn is a disgusting process, being in the womb all nice and warm was one thing and finding your sharing the space was another thing but being born was gross then getting really cold was another horrible reason.

I hears screams and realised it was me, once I was wrapped up I was handed to  my new mother, I was suprised thst I couldn't see much it was all fuzzy but I could hear them talking.

"Twins, Your grace."

"What should we name them, my dear."

"Bealor for our eldest and Rheanrya for our youngest."

"Finally, a son and his wife together."

I looked at my new parents to give them a sour look because why would I marry my brother when I see something I really wish I did not.
Silver hair, purple eyes but they had a kind smile and they seemed nice but then he asked for his son and passed me over, I was shocked because my last life.....I was a girl......now I am boy.

"My son, Prince Bealor Targaryen"

That shocked me because now I am bring told that I was born into the westeros universe and with the look of them both and now people coming in.....house of dragons.

"Prince Viserys"

'Yep....definitely house of dragons.'

"Yes, what is it?"

"King Jeahaerys has requested to enter."

"Yes, he may enter."

The servant left, and a few moments later, an elderly man walked in slowly, but I could tell he had an air of authority. When he reached us, he looked at Viserys and then down to me.

"Grandfather, please meet my son, Bealor."

Jeahaerys looked at me with a serious look till he smiled at me.
I returned the look, and Viserys laughed at that.

"He has the air of a king,"

"He has just been born your grace."

Then the door opened again, and two different men came in. You could see that both men were related to everyone else in the room.
They walked to me and then had a serious look before smiling, I mimic their look, which had them smiling more.

"That boy is pure dragon."

A man in grey robes with chains approached to take me, and I screamed my lungs out, I refused to be handed over to him because I did not trust Measters.
If the shows were anything to go by, they had it out for Targaryens, Daemon seems to understand and push the Measter away. My father doesn't seem to understand.

"Daemon.....what are you doing?"

Daemon checked the Maester over and found a small vial with a clear liquid and took it from him before knocking him out.
Then he called in his personal healer, he had, while waiting with the Measter on the floor and his foot on his back.

"He was perfectly content till this Measter went near him, he sensed something we did not. Look at this vial!"

He showed it to them, and then Healer entered a moment later. He did not seem fused by the Maester passed out on the floor.
He took the vial with the liquid and then looked and saw me in my fathers arms and my sister in my mother's. He then turned to my uncle.

"It is a good thing this did not touch either child. This concoction comes from Lys. This is especially made to kill an infant and make it look like they died in their sleep."

That made everyone freeze. My new father held on to me a little tighter.

"That is when giving to a baby just born, of the child was in the womb, they would either be still birth or cause a miscarriage if taken with some of the ingredients of moon tea."

That all had flashes of miscarriages with their wife's and Viserys with Aemma because she had so many.

"It seems the Maesters are out to kill off house Targaryen."

Daemon said, only adding to the tense atmosphere, and Jeahaerys decided to speak at last.

"We must keep this quiet, Daemon. I want you to do a tour of the kingdom and investigate every Maester, gather evidence."

Daemon nodded at that because he refused to have his house die out because of a bunch of grey rats.

"Bealon, invite healers from Essos here and be careful of House Hightower as they fund the Citadel."

Bealon nodded and then looked at me as I was named in his honour. He kissed my head and left the room.
He then turned to my father and mother with a stern expression.

"I know it is not done, but I would recommend keeping your children with you at night for a while and feeding them yourselves, Aemma."

They nodded at that because they would do anything to keep us safe.
After that, I started to fall asleep and knew that no matter how much I loved the show, living it was going to be dangerous.
I will need to play the game from the moment I can stay awake more than twenty minutes.
Being a boy was going to be different, but I am up for the challenge.