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      the tides raged on as the night became colder by the second. rhaenyra only remembers screams, blood and the smell of the ocean when she gave birth to her first born. her only daughter, aemma ii velaryon. who was a product of her and laenor's efforts to stick to their duties as married spouses. for they did love each other, but not in the way a man would love his wife.

      laenor was a man who could not love a woman like rhaenyra in terms of romance. or any women, as a matter of fact. rhaenyra has always been supportive of him, keeping their friendship strong. they did love each other but that love was never romantic. it was familial and platonic.

    for the sake of appeasing the king and the masses, the two have tried to conceive a child together. and after many failed attempts, mostly due to his preference for men, rhaenyra fell pregnant after one drunken night. which, surprisingly, brought the two together even more. strengthening their friendship.

     rhaenyra fell in love with the idea of being a mother and laenor has always wanted a child. one that would look like a true valyrian. so the married couple went on through the pregnancy in glee. her father, king viserys, was ecstatic over the news of his first grandchild while queen alicent was shocked to see that laenor and rhaenyra actually managed to conceive a child.

      laenor wasn't exactly known to have a preference for women and alicent almost thought that rhaenyra produced a bastard. but that thought went into the air once the baby was born.

     "one more push, princess!" the midwife exclaimed, standing in front of rhaenyra's spread out legs. "just one more, the baby's head is almost out!"

     "i'm fucking pushing, you bitch!" rhaenyra yelled through her pain and stress. sweat coated her face, her long white hair laid all around her as more blood coated the sheets of the bed she laid in. god, she wished to never go through this again. "oh gods! this is your fault, laenor!"

     laenor almost laughed as he gripped her left hand. but sensing that she would not take lightly to the situation at hand, he swallowed his chuckle. "my dear, i believe it takes two to have a baby."

     rhaenyra shot a ferocious glare at him through her pushing and pain before more contractions shot through her thighs like lightning strikes.

     "one more! one more!" the midwife chanted, grabbing hold of the head of the wailing baby.

     "agghhhhhhhh!!!" she yelled, crushing laenor's hand as she pushed for the last time. suddenly, the sounds of her baby rang through the walls of her bedroom. it was like music to her ears. she slumped down onto the pillows behind her, finally able to breath and be pain-free as she relaxed to the sounds of her baby's voice.

     "you did it, rhaenyra." laenor smiled as tears built up in his light eyes, finding happiness in the sounds of his healthy baby. "you actually did it."

    "congratulations!" the midwife smiled, holding the crying baby in her arms as nurses rushed to clean the blood away from her. "it's a healthy baby girl!"

      "a-a girl?" rhaenyra suddenly gasped through her breathless state, raising up to get a look at her baby girl. laenor helped her set upright as the midwife wrapped the baby in a silky black and red blanket, after cleaning the baby properly. "she's a girl?"

     "yes," the midwife beamed, walking over to her. she placed her daughter in her outstretched arms. "a beautiful baby girl. a true valyrian."

     rhaenyra was desperate to see her daughter. she nearly snatched her baby from the midwife as soon as she got hold of her. but once her baby was in her arms securely, the princess held her against her body, gazing upon her features in pure love and awe.

     her baby girl had a head full of pure white hair, beautiful and soft. her eyes were light and glowing oceanic blue eyes that were the exact replica of her mother's eyes. her skin was light but slightly peachy, her lips were as pink as rosebuds and her cheeks were just as rosy. she was simply beautiful. absolutely perfect in her parents' eyes.

     rhaenyra smiled through her tears at her perfect baby girl. she sobbed softly, tracing a single finger down her puffy cheeks. their daughter stopped crying and stared at her mother. a small smile graced her small face as she let out happy gurgling sounds. which only made her mother's heart soar into the stars.

     "she's absolutely beautiful." laenor whispered, tears streaming down his face. "i never knew i could be a father to someone so perfect.....our little sea star."

     "she has my mother's eyes." rhaenyra cried, sobbing as she pressed a gentle kiss onto her daughter's forehead. "aemma.....aemma velaryon....the second of her name."

      laenor smiled at rhaenyra fondly, kissing her temple. "that is a perfect name for a perfect girl. your mother would be so proud of you, my dear."

     rhaenyra smiled at him tearfully. "we did it, laenor.." she whispered, leaning her head on his shoulder. "we created something so wonderful. you're a father, now."

    "yes, i'm still in shock." laenor chuckled, wiping his tears away as he gently caressed his daughter's head. "and it only took the two of us to drink so much that we couldn't even remember our own names to do it."

    rhaenyra chuckled, elbowing his chest as he laughed wholeheartedly. ever since she became pregnant, that night became an inside joke to them. when they tried while sober, nothing worked. but the one time they got drunk together, it resulted into this. it was rather funny, to say the least. and it made their friendship grow stronger, somehow.

     suddenly, the sounds of footsteps could be heard coming towards the doors of their bedroom. the doors swung open to reveal king viserys targaryen and queen alicent hightower entering the room as nurses quickly stood and bowed to them.

     viserys smiled brightly, seeing his daughter cradling the silk black blanket in her arms, knowing his grandchild is wrapped in them.

   "there she is." he beamed as he made his way over to the bed. "i heard you had a girl."

    alicent remained a few feet away from them, watching the scene in front of her with her hands clasped in front of her green dress. her eyes seemed cold and her posture was stiff as she watched her husband plant a kiss on rhaenyra's forehead.

     viserys became overjoyed when he heard that she had a baby girl. he wanted to see her so badly, he nearly left alicent behind because he was walking so fast.

    "yes," rhaenyra confirmed, smiling as she passed her daughter to his arms. "she's perfect."

     viserys smiled softly as he carefully held his granddaughter in his arms. his hand held up her head as he other hand cradled her small body. his heart burst as soon as he looked upon her face for the first time.

     the first thing he noticed were her eyes. they were the brightest blue he has ever seen. the exact same eyes as aemma's. light, blue and radiant. she had his true love's eyes and he couldn't help but feel his heart become full and his soul burn.

    "she has aemma's eyes." viserys whispered, feeling his own tears build up. he grinned as he gently pet her pure white eyes. "she's a true dragon.......my first granddaughter. a true dragon!"

     alicent was at a loss of words. that baby looked all valyrian. she has the same eyes as aemma arryn, the same nose as laenor and the same smile as rhaenyra. this baby was the biggest threat to her own children's claim to the throne. and it didn't help matters that she is their first born. the feeling made her sick with anxiety and panic as she watched her husband fall in love with his granddaughter.

   little aemma velaryon will succeed in being the heir at this point. not if she planned something, that is.

   "congratulations, princess." alicent said stiffly, pushing a forced smile out of her.

   rhaenyra looked at her blankly before also flashing her a forced grin that left as soon as it came. "thank you," she mumbled, nodding towards her.

    sensing the tension between them, and rhaenyra's discomfort, laenor wrapped his arm around her shoulders, gently comforting her. which she appreciated greatly.

    "this is such a beautiful moment." viserys chuckled out, not able to take his eyes off of little aemma. "she will be the perfect lady. just like her mother and grandmother."

    rhaenyra smiled at her father softly, falling in love with the idea of her daughter resembling her mother and her in any way possible. she would already die for her sweet girl and she was just born that night. there was nothing in this world that rhaenyra wouldn't do for her already.

    "our little sea star will do great things, i'm sure of it." laenor commented, feeling content and relaxed in that moment. he was already in love with the idea of being that little girl's father.

    he would have loved her even if she wasn't his biological daughter. but knowing that he helped create her, it was a different type of love. something deeper than what he could ever imagine. little aemma had his blood running in her veins. like she had rhaenyra's, as well. he was bound to her both by blood and soul and there was no other feeling like it.

    "she will, indeed, do great things." rhaenyra agreed, placing a hand on laenor's hand. "i know she will."

     the news of aemma's birth spread across the seven kingdoms like a wildfire. king viserys targaryen could not stop boasting to everyone about his first grandchild. from her namesake to her looks, he was immensely proud of his daughter and laenor for gifting him a granddaughter such as baby aemma.

    while the realms celebrated in her birth, there were some who felt threatened by her. when otto hightower found out that princess rhaenyra was pregnant with her first child, he thought it would be born a bastard. knowing that laenor was not one who preferred the company of women. the claim to the throne would have been a lot easier.

    but all of those expectations burned as soon as he saw the baby. little aemma velaryon was nothing he expected. and it didn't help matters that she was, indeed, laenor's child by blood. it was hard not to notice some of the physical resemblance between the two of them.

    even though little aemma looked a lot more like rhaenyra and aemma arryn, she had noticeable features that tied back to laenor. her high cheekbones, slender nose and the very slightly peachy skin tone. ( laenor was still a lot darker in complexion than his daughter but she wasn't exactly completely fair skinned like rhaenyra. she had a little more color to her than her mother. ).

    now that the realms knew of their daughter, that threatened his plan to have one of his grandsons take the throne. by majority favor, the people of kingslanding and other kingdoms will favor little aemma over anyone else. ultimately making rhaenyra have a stronger claim to the throne once viserys dies.

   all because of that little dragon they created. it pissed otto off completely.

   ser criston cole was practically fuming internally. laenor managed to actually impregnate rhaenyra and that made him angry. he still believed that rhaenyra should have had his child and now, little aemma will serve as a constant reminder that he will never have her the way he once wanted. he resented both rhaenyra and laenor even more after looking at their daughter.

    the king dotted upon his granddaughter so much, many joked that little aemma should have been his. he gifted her dresses upon dresses, crowns, jewels and even a dragon egg.

    rhaenyra wanted to be there to pick out the egg for her daughter. laenor wanted to be the one to choose for her but seeing as rhaenyra was just an excited new mother, he allowed her to do the honors. seeing her so happy made him happy. but he wanted to see the moment his daughter bonds with the dragon once it hatches.

    he could already see him and little aemma flying in the sky together, racing each other and enjoying the skies all day. he couldn't wait.

    "my sweet girl." rhaenyra smiled as she placed the dragon egg in her crib. "this will be your companion. take care of it well."

   she and laenor watched as little aemma's light blue eyes looked at the shiny golden egg next to her. she placed her baby hands on the gleaming egg, smiling and making happy noises as she rubbed the egg. she kept giggling and making happy sounds as she tried to pull the egg closer to her.

"she's a delight, i see." laenor chuckled out, placing a hand on his daughters head. "always smiling......much like her father."

"let's hope she doesn't develop your vapid mind." rhaenyra joked, earning a playful nudge from laenor. "but she is a delight, i feel she will be a promising queen."

    little did they or anyone else know, aemma velaryon will not only be the most beautiful and desired princess in all of the seven kingdoms, but she will be one of the most powerful queen the realms will ever know.