chapter seven

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Rhaella's bruises from Aegon were finally beginning to heal. She was playing with young Luke and Jace while they awaited the arrival of their new sibling. Rhaenyras cries were heard from across the halls. Rhaella could tell it made Luke nervous.

"Your mother will be fine, Luke." She said resting a hand on his shoulder. The boy had always been a bundle of nerves, always on edge. Rhaella never understood why, but Jace was the braver of the two.

"I worry for her, and the baby." He whispered, twirling a wooden toy horse in his hand. Rhaella carved the toy for him herself. She felt bad for Luke, it seemed his family had already put so much on his shoulders at such a young age. She was glad her highest title was lady and not princess nor queen.

"Well I already know your mother will be alright, I saw it in my dream." She whispered just to him. Luke looked up confused.

"You saw it?" He asked her and she nodded.

"I am quite lucky with knowing how things are going to go." She said trying to make it as simple as she could. "I see things sometimes, in the stars, and the wind. The flames. It is a gift from the gods, but also a curse." She said dramatically then smiled, Luke smiled back and laughed.

Soon after Princess Rhaenyra walked into the room with a newborn baby in her hands. Rhaella, being the tallest got her first took at the baby, a brown eyed, brown haired thing. She couldn't help but notice the resemblance to the commanding officer of the city watch. She would never say a word about the boys parentage, perhaps she didn't want to lose her tongue.

"Does he have a name?" Rhaella asked, leaning over the chair looking at the child.

"Joffery." Rhaenyra said, smiling down at her son. Rhaella smiled, she thought he looked like a Joffery.








Just days after the birth of Joffery, Kings Landing got news of Lady Leana, Rhaella's step mother who shed had never met was dead. The family made their ready to Driftmark quite quickly after the news was heard. There was going to be a funeral for her there, where she was from.

Rhaella stepped out onto the deck of the ship watching the group of dragons overhead. She looked around the ship to find Aemond looking out at the sea. She was curious of him since the night he visited her chambers. It was odd, they had never really spoken before. Though she often caught him staring at her she thought nothing of it. Boys had always stared at her, mostly Cregan did when she still lived North. She missed him, but maybe that's why she liked Aemond. A part of him reminded her of Cregan.

"Prince Aemond!" She called out, making the boy jump.

"Rhaella.." He looked back around at the ocean trying to hide his blushing face.

"Don't be so surprised." She said sarcastically and laughed, coming to stand by his side. He looked over at her and couldn't help but notice her smile. Her front teeth stuck out in the cutest way to him. A dragon roared loudly drawing the attention back up to the sky. Dreamfyre and Sunfyre flew overhead.

"Dragons must be wonderful." Aemond said watching them fly ahead. Rhaella frowned at the sight of the sun.

"If I had a dragon I would finally leave here, go back north." Rhaella said with a sigh. Aemond looked back over at her and saw her eyes sadden.

"You miss it there a lot?" He asked her gently. Rhaella smiled a bit at her memories.

"Of course I do, I'll go back one day." She smiled and looked over at him and there was a sweet silence between them. Rhaella spoke quietly into the silence. "Prince Aemond." She nodded ending their conversation and leaving him alone again.

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