The Last Targaryens (WTS)

(1) Aegon Targaryen, Incubation & Velaryons

It had been three moons since Daema had found the dragon's eggs. She found old incubators and placed the in there. She was excited about the prospect of Dragons once again, but ever cautious. She had yet to tell her father about them. She wanted him and Canaerya to know about them but a raven could easily be intercepted and she did not want anyone beyond their close family to know about them, not Rhaella, not Viserys and not even Rhaegar.

"Dragons are impure they should not be made to return to the world. We must act now." Otto whispered to Alicent.

"What shall I do about it?" Alicent asked glaring at the screen

She sat in a chair watching the eggs as her sister checked on them daily. Daena was some sort of Maester and Dragon keeper. She was also Visenya's Septa and Daema magic teacher and closet advisor.

"They remind me of a certain sisters" Aegon teased.

"They also remind ne of my sons Jace and Luke" Rhaenyra smiled fondly.

"Do you think they will hatch?" She asked uncertain.

"Do you think they will hatch?" Daena counter-questioned.

"I fear I do not know, there feels like life is within them but at the sane thing it doesn't" She confessed rubbing her stomach.

"That is impossible, they turned to stone hundreds of years ago. The prospect of dragons is very non existent. Idiot." Cersei said with a bitter laugh.

"The only idiots here are you and your family. Afterall you all had a role to play yhe the fall of the lions" Helaena said giving them a vague insight into the future.

"What doez that mean witch!" She asked but Helaena didn't answered.

"Like they are trapped within, correct?" Daena questioned. Just then Jon walked in with a scroll for Daema.

Daema stared at him confusion written across her face, she took the scroll and read it twice before handing it back.

"Sister, what is it?" Daena asked.

"Lady Velaryon has written Elia Martell has given birth to a son on the morrow, all dornish features just like his sister, not a single speck of Targaryen in him" She told them running a hand over her face.

"That's not all is it?" Daena questioned.

"It seems Lord Monford has fallen gravely ill, his younger brother Ser Monterys is on his way to Kingslanding to challenge Corlys for the right to Driftmark" Daema stressed.

"This feels oddly familiar" Daemon mused.

"It does" Rhaenyra agreeded if this was anything like Vaemond's petition so many things were about to go wrong.

"We have to go to Kingslanding" Brandon deduced.

"I can't leave, I am in no condition to travel by ship and the eggs need someone here to protect them." Daena told her younger sister laying a hand on her stomach.

"If I may your grace, I wish to remain by Daena's side, if she should give birth while I am gone I would never forgive myself if I missed the birth of my children or if something was to happen to her." Jon said grasping Daena's hand.

"Damn that is a man right there" Rhaena said as she unbuttoned the top of her dress.

"If men in our time were like this then maybe I would still enjoy sleeping with them" She said causing almost every woman to agree including Alicent and Cersei.

"Very well, Brandon, Visenya and I will sail to Kingslanding on the morrow" She informed them. With that the Stark and Targaryen took their leave.