The Old, The True, The Brave

Se Uēpa, Se Drēje, Se Nēdenka

92AC

Driftmark

Corlys and Rhaenys' chambers

Screaming and cries of pain could be heard throughout the halls of Driftmark as Princess Rhaenys was giving birth to her first child.

"Fuck! Get it out!" Rhaenys begged.

"Maester, what's going on?" Corlys asked.

"The babe has turned, but we need the princess to push." Maester Kelvyn said.

Corlys held Rhaenys hand to try and encourage her.

"You have to push, Rhaenys.: Corlys said.

"Tssshaaah!" Rhaenys pushed for hours until finally the babe was born.

"Wahhh! Wahhh!" The babe cried out.

"A boy, my lord. Princess." Maester Kelvyn said as he cleaned the babe.

"Let me see him." Rhaenys demanded. Maester Kelvyn gave the newborn baby to his mother. Rhaenys smiled as she held her son.

"What a cry he has." Corlys said. "He's meant for battle."

"He's warm. Is that normal, maester?" Rhaenys asked.

"It is, princess. Most babes are hotter than the sun when they're born." Maester Kelvyn said.

"What will we name him?" Corlys asked.

"I want to name him Aemon. After my father." Rhaenys sadly said. Unfortunately her father, prince Aemon Targaryen died three months ago.

"Aemon Velaryon. The Salaar." Corlys proudly stated.

10 years later

Dragonstone

"You can't catch me!" A 5 year old Rhaenyra yelled.

"Oh yes, I will!" A 10 year old Aemon Velaryon said as he chased his cousin.

"How many times have I told you both to stop running in these halls?!" Aemma Arryn yelled.

"I'm sorry, Mother." Rhaenyra apologized.

"Apologies, my lady." Aemon apologized as well.

"Ah! There you are, Aemon." Rhaenys walked to her son. "I've been looking everywhere for you. Maester Gerardys says that you haven't been attending your lessons."

"They're boring, and I wanted to play with Rhaenyra." Aemon said.

"You will attend your lessons and you will do so without question." Rhaenys demanded. "Do you understand me?"

Aemon looked at his feet and back at his mother. "Yes, mother."

"You know what?" Rhaenys asked.

"What?" Aemon inquired.

"You always look at your feet when you lie." Rhaenys smirked, and Aemons eyes widened. "Go to your lessons, and I promise I'll take you on Meleys for a flight."

Aemon immediately ran to attend his lessons. "Go with him, Rhaenyra."

"Yes, mother." Rhaenyra chased after Aemon.

"I swear that boy will make me grey before it's my time." Rhaenys said, and Aemma chuckled.

"Well, I still believe a son would be less difficult than a daughter." Aemma said. "Have you spoken to Corlys about them yet."

"I chose not to, but warned him never to yell at Aemon again." Rhaenys said. Rhaenys had sent word to the Aemma that she needed to be away from Driftmark for a few days.