HOTD : The Sea Dragon of Sunspear

Sea's Daughters

It was another day in the year 118. Rhaenyra and Laenor were once again with child. The Lord of Driftmark and Princess of Dragonstone had already given birth to three sons. But Rhaenyra wanted to continue trying for a daughter of her own.

The clouds looked as if it was going to storm. So Rhaenyra had an only a few minutes of sunshine to spare. As Rhaenyra walked holding her stomach. The lords bowed their heads in respect. Some even blessed her to have another healthy boy.

Elinda did not leave her side for a moment. Laenor even sent another servant to assist them. Just in case something happened to Rhaenyra and their child.

Rhaenyra had a smile on her face. She thought it was adorable for him to be so overprotective. And she didn't mind it. Not after what happened at their wedding.

The women were enjoying the nice fresh air. Rhaenyra smiled as the people in King's Landing praised her on her birth. They even blessed her and Laenor to have more healthy children. All of her supporters, except for the Hightowers who fully supported Aegon's claimant to the throne.

Under the Weirwood tree, Rhaenyra was studying her favorite history book. As Elinda poured the drinks and took out the food. Rhaenyra took some food off of her plate.

"Princess, I've asked the cooks to prepare your favorite foods. Also foods that would be healthy for the babe."

"Thank you, Elinda."

As the babe kicked Rhaenyra in her womb. Rhaenyra groaned in pain causing Elinda to worry for her safety.

"Ooh!"

"Princess, what is it?"

"It's nothing Elinda, I'm fine."

Elinda felt small drops on her skin. And realized it was about to rain.

"Elinda!"

"Princess we should go! It's starting to rain."

Rhaenyra placed her wrapped plate in the basket. The maids covered her with the blankets so she wouldn't catch a sickness. Everyone held hands and walked right back into the castle.

Laenor wrote letters to his family. He smiled as Baby Lucerys was playing with his dragon toy. After he was done writing. He had it quickly sent to Driftmark, to inform Lord Corlys that his newborn grandchildren would be here soon.

Rhaenyra happily looked at Laenor holding their young son Jacaerys. Laenor was telling him about the Velaryon's ships and how his ancestor, Aegon the First took control of the six kingdoms.

"Father, why did my great-great-grandfather conquer the six kingdoms? Grandsire tells me it's seven kingdoms."

"It is seven kingdoms. Dorne was too powerful for them to conquer."

"How did they do it?"

Rhaenyra was also intrigued by the question. She also wanted to know how Dorne avoided being conquered? It was something she's always wanted to know.

"I don't know, my son. It's a mystery. But I'd have to say they must've been pretty smart, at outwitting him."

"Mother, Grandsire, once told me that he tried to make you the Princess of Dorne."

Rhaenyra confusingly looked at young Jacaerys.

"Your grandsire did what?"

Young Jacaerys only laughed at his parents' reaction. Even Laenor was surprised. How could Dorne pass up the opportunity to become one with Westeros?