Ānogar ānograro
BLOOD OF MY BLOOD
Maegor Targaryen ended up having a son with Ceryse Hightower. The son was supposed to be the heir but was displaced by Jaehaerys Targaryen.
That son ended up creating a new cadet branch of Targaryens.
That branch en...
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"Do not tell me you are still thinking about his words," Daenys said to her husband as paced around their chambers.
"How can you not be?" Aenar asked as he abruptly stopped in front of her.
"Because he's four!" Daenys chuckled, "It doesn't mean anything. It's the drabbles of a child."
Aenar sighed, "I don't think so. I read about these types of things. Targaryens have strange dreams that are often prophetic-"
"Firstly, he is not a Targaryen. Daerion is an Arryn." Daenys reminded him. Over the years, it had become easier to say the words. Daerion Arryn. She had to remind herself of it every day. Eventually, if you keep repeating things to yourself, it becomes true.
Right?
"And second of all, a dreamer has not been recorded since the first Daenys. It is mere speculation. As it is now." Daenys continued as she held her husband's face in her hands.
"Promise me you will not trouble yourself over this any longer. Daerion is fine. Our son is fine. Everyone is fine."
"Alright," Aenar said hesitantly as he cupped his wife's gentle face.
Daenys leaned into her husband's touch with a hum, soon after someone knocked on the door. "Come in!" Daenys called lifting her head from her husband's palm. A guard entered and announced, "By order of his Majesty, King Viserys, I have come to inform you that Queen Alicent has gone into labour. His grace requests your presence outside the birthing room."
