Aegon's Pov,
Six Year's Later,
The years fly by... Sometimes it feels like I'm in a dream, watching them grow up so fast. Soon they'll be getting married and starting families of their own. Aegon and Baela have been approaching their responsibilities with such seriousness... It fills me with pride to see them wanting to be involved and contribute to the decisions being made, even at their young age.
Aemond and Rhaena they also are children who can handle responsibility, who can lead people good and well, and with the matter that Ser Laenor is dead and he left no true born heirs behind but Laena did I wish to let Driftmark pass down to Rhaena and Aemond.
Why should Jacaerys inherit it when he has not set foot on the lands in more than six years....... Rhaena goes there whenever she can......... she even at times stay's there for weeks to spend time with her grandmother.
Aemond knows of duty and sacrifices and if they both stand next to one another Driftmark could not ask for a better lady or lord. Releasing a sigh as I take another sip from my cup soon Lord Corlys walks into the small council room.
"Your Grace."
"My Lord." I say as I offer him to take a seat and another cup of wine that he gladly takes from me. "I wish to discuss something with you.... the matter of your succession, the years are flying bye and we are all not getting any younger with them."
"By right and law Driftmark will pass to Laenor's firstborn son." He says and I nod my head as I let my finger move over the edge of my cup. "It should, but we both know that Laenor didn't leave any trueborn children behind. Your daughter however did, Baela and Aegon are next in line for the Iron Throne...... a wish many father's or grandfather's wish is to have their blood on the Iron Throne. They should also wish that their seat will go to it, I wish for you to name Rhaena your heir......... she knows Driftmark.... it's people, it's custom Jacaerys has not set foot on it's sands for more than half a decade you can have your blood continue to rule over Driftmark....... name Rhaena your heir and she will wed Aemond, their heir will carry the name Velaryon when it becomes Lord or Lady of the Tides." I say and he shakes his head as he looks down at his cup.
"You wish for me to go aga-"
"I wish for you to honor your house, I do not care what Jace or Luke are........ but you should, you can have your house fall in the hands of your blood or let it fall to ruins by people who don't know anything about it's customs or it's people..... the decision is with you Lord Corlys, you've served me as Hand for many years and I've always valued your council I hope you will put some to mine this time." I say as I get up and start to walk away and out of the small council room while he can ponder about my words.
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Sitting on top of Vermithor while the others fly overhead with their dragons I can't stop the smile that grows on my face. But I know that there is one who can not join us in that smile...... in the feeling of that bond, that love a rider has with it's dragon and Rhaena has still not been able to claim a dragon because there aren't any dragons for her to try with.
Or well she tried with Silverwing and if I didn't pull her back in time she could have been the dragons supper, I know there's a dragon out there for her.... or maybe even here but I also get that after all these years she's been becoming impatient and wants to share these things with her siblings and with me.There's love between them all, they cannot always act upon it in front of the other eyes but I when it's just all of us as a family you can feel the love we hold for one another. I don't wish to know what could have happened to them if they would not have felt that love, that affection from a father or mother....... Alicent will never replace Laena for Baela and Rhaena but she's been there for the girls who are looking more and more like their mother with every passing day. It hurts and also eases the pain a bit, I will always have a Laena with me.... but it often times pains me to see her back in our daughters.

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