Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken [Aegon Targaryen]

CHAPTER TWENTY - THE END

SARELLA TARGARYEN-MARTELL GAVE BIRTH TO TWINS TWO MOONS LATER. A boy and a girl, who they called Rhaenys Targaryen-Martell and Myles Martell-Targaryen, and the two looked as different as the night and day.

Rhaenys had dark skin, eyes, and hair, and was an exact replica of Sarella. Myles had silver-blond hair and indigo eyes. He was exactly like Aegon, but for his skin, which was the only thing that related him to his sister.

Rhaenys was named the heir of Dorne, and Myles the heir to the other six kingdoms. All seven kingdoms would be united, yet Dorne would still stay independent.

Sarella was with them all of the time, refusing the wet nurse provided for her. In her words: "only I will raise my children."

It was tiring, of course, but she felt it was worth it.

Three moons after the birth of her twins, Sarella sat on Aegon's Iron Throne, rocking Rhaenys in her arms. Myles was with Jayne, who stood beside the throne. Aegon had business to attend to in the north, so she was attending to the matters of the court.

There were not many people that day, and so it was over soon. When the last person left, she stood from the uncomfortable chair and looked to Jayne, who cracked a smile.

"Come now, it was not so awful," Jayne said, holding back a laugh.

"They are my people, and I love them all dearly, but seven hells." She burst out into a laugh, shaking her head. "I do not know how Aegon manages it."

"What? That last one only asked for twenty gold dragons and a ship because the Gods did not answer his prayers."

Sarella shot her a look.

The doors then opened, and Lena walked through. "Hello, loves."

"Look who decided to join us," Sarella said. "Have a good rest?"

"Oh, it was wonderful." The look on her face told them just where she had been.

"Well, you get to sit here and listen to them next time."

Lena gaped. "You would not."

"Oh, but I would, though." Sarella reached to Jayne for Myles just as Visenya came walking in through the doors.

"Sister." Sarella beamed. "How was your journey?"

Visenya shrugged. "Tedious, but fine."

"Is Aegon with you?"

"Out with Balerion."

Sarella took Myles from Jayne so that she could go kiss her wife, and held one child in each arm, then went out to find her husband. He was standing with Balerion, one hand on the dragon's head. He spoke to it softly, and was so occupied with it that he did not notice her approaching. But Balerion did.

He nudged Aegon away from him and looked to her. Aegon followed the dragon's eyes. He beamed at the sight of the three of them.

"Welcome home," Sarella greeted. Aegon quickly pecked her on the lips, and took Rhaenys from her. He whispered to his daughter quietly, who smiled up at her father.

He then looked up at Sarella, and his smile grew, if that was possible. "How are you, my love?"

"Tired," she answered truthfully. "Very, very tired."

"Then let me take them. You can go and rest."

"I wish that I could." She smiled at him, grateful for his trying. "I must go to Sunspear. I am needed."

"It can wait until tomorrow, can it not?"

"I am afraid not." She shook her head, letting out a sigh. "The Yronwoods and Daynes are arguing over trade, the Blackmonts think that the Allyrions cheated them and the Allyrions think the Blackmonts cheated them. Wine imports and exports are being argued, there is not enough food coming in and people are dying. They need me there."

"All right." Aegon nodded, resigned. "Go save the day, again. And be safe."

"Always," she promised. "I love you."

Her dark eyes met his light ones, and she smiled. She then glanced down at her son in her arms and her daughter in Aegon's. "And I love you both, too."

"And we all love you," Aegon replied.

"I will be home soon."

"You had better be."

Sarella half-smiled half-smirked. "I could not leave my husband alone for very long."

"I know." She handed Myles to Aegon's other arm, and gave him a quick peck on the lips.

"Take good care of your father for me, all right?" She told her children, who seemed to understand, even if they did not really. "I will see you all soon."

Then she was gone.