The Midnight Fortress, Caelum
115 AC
Six months after Jacaerys birth, Daemon was wandering through the Midnight Fortress when he saw his wife, Jocasta Teresa, and Allyria. They were watching a metal rod attached to the top of a tower, next to a wooden one.
"What's this one about?" he inquired his wife.
"An experiment. The lightning seems to favor the metal rod." Elaera said.
On cue, two bolts of lightning hit the metal rod. Allyria quickly extracted electrical sparks into an odd looking jar.
"Daemon, can I talk to you?" Elaera inquired in High Valyrian.
"Of course." he said, offering her his arm.
She took and and they left the courtyard.
"I missed my moon blood this month." the Silver Princess murmured, lilac eyes cautiously meeting his.
The Rogue Prince froze. "You are..."
"I'm pregnant, the midwives confirmed it earlier." Elaera smiled.
Daemon picked her up, twirling her around and holding her close. "I will not leave your side this time. Never again."
"Never again." Elaera agreed.
That is today's chapter. I hope you all enjoyed it.
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