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Kings Landing - 105AC,

Daemon Targaryen.

Much like every other day Caraxes landed with an arrogant roar shaking the dragonpit, a roar that would mostly be ignored considering the only resident in sight was Dreamfye, who had grown used to the young dragon and his acts. Dismounting the Rogue Prince smirked.

" Sorry boy, looks like you get no admirers today ", he said, rubbing the dragon's neck while the Bloodwyrm let out a slight huff, letting out some smoke from its nostrils.

Before this conversation could proceed they would be interrupted by his nieces dragon, clearly happy to see the Bloodwyrm, something which he reciprocated.

Letting the two be, Daemon walked across towards the entrances of the pit, looking across each pen like he did since he was a child. Not many dragons called the Dragonpit home these days, after the death of the Old King, Vermithor had joined his bonded mate at the Dragonmont. Meleys and Vhagar were at the High Tide. The only dragons that remained were Dreamfyre Queen Rhaena's mount, Syrax his nieces mount and a hatchling with Golden Scales. Add to that was Caraxes when he was present. As for his son's titanic mount, Arrax, the dragon still refused to enter the pit and preffered to fly around and nest around the several rock formations on the blackwater, where it nested unopposed and while several men had put forward objections regarding a dragon roaming free, Viserys had refused to listen. Perhaps only because he didn't have a choice, after all what could he do against the wishes of the second largest dragon in existence and no matter what Westerosi lords believed, A Dragon Is No Slave, not even to a Valyrian Dragonlord.

He was greeted by the dragonkeepers as he exited the pit and walked up to a black mare all saddled and ready. Mounting the horse, he tossed a coin to the stableboy before riding off towards the Alchemist Guildhall where he was to meet his wife's retinue.

Ridings down Rhaenys Hill he was greeted by several bystanders, mostly girls from the Street Of Silks and men of Flea Bottom whom he knew all too well. Even at such early hours most well kept brothels were filled attributing to the influx of guests who had arrived for the wedding, perhaps a visit tonight would do him good, to see if there were some special offers up for this occasion.

Arriving at the intersection, he looked down the streets to the Gates of The Gods, the road was empty, and he knew it would be a while before they arrive.

Dismounting he moved across to the nearest Gold Cloak post, where he took the liberty of informing himself of the criminal situation of Kings Landing and while it looked as if an increase in crime had occurred in his absence, his men were working as efficiently as possible to keep the peace. It would be here where he would chance upon Ser Vickon and the two immediately engaged in a conversation.

"... and the increase can be attributed to the guest and their retinues, business is bursting in the markets all the way up to the street of silks, and off course you know how Ser Owen is, we have been pushing some recruits to do overtime especially in areas prone to violence… speaking of violence, we had an incident… one of our own got into a fight, murdered another… ", the man said, finishing in much softly than he had started.

" Who ? ", Daemon asked, " Garth, a boy from the riverlands, boy tried to buy a whores madienhead, but was outbidded by some knight and the two got into it, the boy pummeled his head with a cudgel, instant death, luckily Strong was there was well and broke off any more fights and took the boy in "

" Strong, Strong you say ", Daemon asked.

" Aye, Harwin Strong, the boy is posted as a captain in the barracks inside the Red Keep, a good boy, skilled. Strong as they come ", the Gold Cloak replied.

Daemon smiled at the end as the man continued ," The young prince has been quite taken by him, in fact he spars with him almost everyday "

Daemon nodded, making a mental note to meet the man and test his steel himself as he asked ," What of Hightower, has he been making any noise "

" Not much, he hasn't taken an interest in us yet, however a few men from his retinue have joined us, I had them posted to the harbor side "

" Good, inform me if Otto tries something, his daughter would be Queen before the month is out and I don't think I would be here for a while ", Daemon said he recalled The Sea Snakes invitation, it was an interesting offer and provided him with an opportunity to carve out a kingdom for himself. But the question was, was it worth it?. He had no doubts that the Stepstones were a few worthless pieces of rocks giving it's owner little to no monetary benefits, however could he build a fleet, he could control the entrance to the Narrow Sea, now that was a proposal worth investing in. But for that to happen he would need to crush the Triarchy and Dorne, should they get involved and he had no doubts that they would.

As such thoughts clouded his mind, he laughed at himself, an younger version of himself would have jumped at the opportunity of a conquest without thinking of reprecussions but now he had a son and another one was on its way. He had to think of a lot more before acting, he still didnt know how he would tell his son of his upcoming sibling, secretly he hoped that the two of them would be close much like his father and uncle Aemon.

Speaking of brother, his realtionship with Viserys was still a sore spot, it had been months since they had spoken. Not since Viserys had banished him from King's Landing and now here he was wedding Allicent Hightower.

Only because of the wedding was he allowed to return and while he had no desire to watch this union happen, he didn't have a choice, he needed to present his pregnant wife to the king to get his blessings and he would rather have his son find out about his future sibling from him than from his uncle, or perhaps the woman he called his wife.

Coming to his wife, how had it come to this, Rhea Royce pregnant with his child, never in a million years did he think it would come to be. His mind went back to the events during his stay at Runestone.

Never in his life was he as bored as he was for the first few weeks after his arrival at Runestone, the ancient Castle sat beside a sloping valley with a town to its east. The castle itself sat on a extended plateau like area connected to the main valley was a stone bridge. His daily routine was simple, wake up, eat, train, sit beside his wife as she heard petitions while not speaking a word, then a few hours of freedom when he could do whatever pleased him the most and there were not many things available here that fit in that category. Then eat again, spend evenings the flying and nights drinking and enjoying himslef in some brothel or the other. Even the whores in Runestones were hard to look at, much like his wife and he even flew out to Gulltown to get himself some better companionship.

Hells even the sheep's that grazed by the hillside were more comely to look at than the women that inhabited the Vale.

The only respites were the few hunting trips and even those would sometimes go wrong with him having to bear with the presence of his wife, her uncle and her sister and sisters husband.

As for this pregnancy, the child was conceived almost a month after his arrival.

Flashback Starts :-

That day he sat atop the ancient castles battlements looking North West towards the Mountain of the Moon, Dark Sister in his hand, as he sharpened the blade on a whetstone, though it didn't matter for this blade was Valyrian steel and Valyrian steel never lost its edge. He looked on as the sun inched closer to the western horizon by the minute, he would soon be off, towards Gulltown this fair evening. Not a single day since he had arrived had he spent a night in the Castle, he would rather sleep on the open field than with his Bronze Bitch. The last time he had visited Gulltown he had been changed upon a Lyseni whore, perhaps tonight it was time for a revisit.

Grabbing his sword he strode down towards the stairway, that led to the main hall. His course was intercepted by his wife, whom he found waiting for him at the bottom of the stairway.

Cursing his luck, he forced a smile as he greeted her," Evening wife, what can I do for you this fine evening "

" Perhaps stop dishonouring me ? ", She snapped back.

" Ohhh have I, do tell how have I commited such a horrendous crime ", he asked feigning ignorance.

" I have no time for games, not a day since you arrived have you spent a night in the castle, people are talking, even if you don't care about what people say about me, what about what they say about you, have you no shame ", she raged.

God's this was going to turn very ugly, he knew yet didn't relent ," No, absolutely not, a dragon does not care what lesser men say about him ", he replied with an unwavering smile on his face.

" Ahhh yes, so I've heard, though some may call that irresponsible, not that I am surprised ", she replied.

" Now, now… dear wife you should mind what you say about dragons, however this does answer a question have had since the day we married, the question being why had Caraxes threatened to throw you off when I took you up on my grandfathers command, had you better words for us, perhaps Caraxes would you take to the sky's again "

She almost snorted on the memory, Just after their wedding at the Royal Sept, The Old King had commanded her lord husband to take her up on that beast of his, reluctantly she had gotten on the red beast, neither of the three participants in the act that followed enjoyed it, three laps around Kings Landing before landing in the Red Keep, she had vomitted for almost an hour following the act. That day she made a mental note of never getting on another of these beasts ever again.

" And why would I even want to ride that overgrown lizard of yours ", she asked.

" Ohhh I don't know, perhaps to experience the condition that heralds the coming of a child, considering you will never have that otherwise "

That hit a nerve, even after eight years of marriage their union had remained unfruitful, anyone could see the rage in her eyes but she controlled herself and replied ," Ohh you see, one must release his seed into his wife to get her with child not waste it on whores or is it that you done even release any, spent it all up on some northern savage, did you? "

Now it was Daemons time to rage, how dare this bitch insult Jonella, she was nothing compared to her, Jonella had made him a better person, Jonella had given him Aurion, his pride and joy. In another world he would have struck her for that comment, but not this time, he was better than that, he had grown to be better than that.

" Well you see it's not just the seed that matters, the womb which it fertilizes does too, and when that womb is barren as the Red Waste not even Lucamore the Lusty could do shit, as for my seed, all you have to do is go to Kings Landing and you will get a living example of how strong it is "

Chucking she said, " I believe was would be better word, you know from what I've read going dry is a common side effect of too much inbreeding, you should be thankful you have no daughter, or I highly doubt your grandson would have a child " this time taking a jab both at his family ways and their wedding night, the night that sealed the future of their relationship, still mourning the loss of his first wife Daemon had refused to do anything more than just penetrate her once to relive her of her madienhead, before leaving the room.

Daemons temper rose at this anger bubbling out as he slowly lost control ," Say what you will about me, but nothing about house or my parents, they were a thousand times better than any of us would ever be "

" So I've heard, but I doubt it considering they couldn't teach their son to do his duty " she snapped, her voice rising.

" Duty, it's only because I did my fucking duty that we are still married and I am still here ", Daemon shouted, his anger getting the better of him

" Ohh really, so just by living in my castle your duty is done… ohhh the honourable and dutiful Prince Daemon Targaryen, should I kneel and bow my prince... Isn't giving me a heir your fucking duty, where is my heir, I don't see one, rather than that I have to see my honourable and dutiful lord husband shaming both himself and me by flying as far as fucking Gulltown to bed whores…. Don't talk of duty, the only reason you are here is because your brother kicked you out ", she was all but shouting at this point, her eyes red with rage.

" Yes I wouldn't be here if not for my brothers command, and last I checked you need to be fertile to have a child ", was the reply this time far calmer

" Really, did you ever try… tell me Daemon Targaryen when was the last time you bedded me, at our wedding night and you didn't even fucking finish properly… tell me how long have you been lying to yourself about my infertility, that you have even come to believe it…. ", She raged as a tear drop slipped down from her already red eyes.

And for the first time in a long time the Rogue Prince was left speechless, he tried to come up with some tactful reply yet no word came out of his mouth. What she said was true, no matter how much he hated it, it was true.

Never had they bedded each other after their wedding night, for the first year he had stayed away from women, even whores, living in Jonella's memory, taking care of Aurion. And even after he started his regular trysts in the streets of silks never did he bed his wife.

Perhaps he was afraid, afraid of her taking the special position that Jonella held as the mother of his son. Bedding whores was different, it was just fucking for pleasure , but bedding someone to produce a child was something which he had always associated with a certain initmacy, that was beyond the physical for him, thanks to his first wife. He remembered the first time she had told him for her pregnancy, he had felt his heart skip a beat, and he fell for her all over again at that very moment. His only reaction was just to press his lips to hers, while his hand went to carasse his still flat belly. She had said it would be a boy and a boy it had been, did he ever want to experience that feeling ever again, this time with someone else. Had someone asked him, he would have said it was his duty and he would do it, but deep down he doubted his words.

The first time he ever spoke of her being infertile was to his father. Even after two years while their marriage had been unfruitful, Prince Baelon had expressed his concerns, asking his son of there was any problems. Daemon had been taken aback by this and did the easiest thing he could to squeeze his way out of this, make up a lie about his wife being infertile. Something which the Spring Prince had rebunked citing the high fertility that members of house Royce have historically shown and asked him to try again. Listening to his father he had for a moment wanted to ask him wheather he would have bedded his wife if the Old King had made him remarry after his mother died. But he knew it would be hypocritical considering he was bedding every whore in Kings Landing, all expect for his lawfully wedded wife and secondly not even the Rogue Prince was brave enough to enrage Baelon the Brave. The latter playing a bigger role, thus he had shut up and listened.

Slowly as years rolled by his had continued spreading this lie and just like it was said, once you say a lie for enough times you start believing it. And so he did.

Pushing aside such thoughts he had focused on the scene at hand.

" I… I ", he bagan

Damm it... damm her, he needed to get out of this, yes this would be the perfect way.

" Fine you want to try to have a child , to your chambers now… ", he began hoping this would throw her off his trail. She would never agree to be him, right?

But to his surprise, she just walked off saying, " Very well… I will be waiting for you in my chambers "

And now he was in a fix, what was he to do. He wanted to run away, climb on Caraxes and fly away. But he knew he couldn't. He had to confront this demon of his. He must and so he slowly made his way into her chambers.

Throughout the act, neither spoke a word. No matter what anyone might say about him, he was a good lover in his bed and made his partner most comfortable no matter who it was. Often he had boasted to his friends of how he could make anyone scream with pleasure, giving them more pleasure than any man would in their life. But none of those applied today. This act was fast, almost mechanical and devoid of any emotions even pleasure. As soon as he was done, he scrampered off the bed, and left the room.

Flashback Ends

He didn't fly to Gulltown that night, or any nights after that for the matter. While he did visit brothels after that, those would only be in the town beside Runestones.

And even those will stop nearly two months after that.

Flashback Starts :-

That day started just like any other day, he was leaning by a balcony overlooking the town, a cup of wine at his hand.

The last two months had been better than the one of his arrival, he and his lady wife have been far civil to each other, though they still took no pleasure in each others company and kept out of each others way. The time when they interacted the most would probably be while they bedded each other, something that was still a mechanical act, devoid of any emotions for both.

The women in question was currently sitting in the gradens, housting her ladies over a gathering.

Everything was peaceful and quite until he heard a commotion down in the gardens, wondering what was happening he gripped Dark Sister as he strode down the stairway, rushing out through the main hall towards the gardens, only to find his goodsister coming this way, his wife by her side followed by their companions. They rushed towards the maesters tower ignoring him. He followed, them and after many attempts found out the reason why. His lady wife had fainted while at the gathering.

After almost an hour, a messenger summonsed him to the tower where he found his wife, a large smile plastered on her face. Something he had never seen.

" I'm with child ", she said and this time he almost fainted.

Flashback Ends

And thus here he was.

" Alright Ser, I have to go, I will meet you all tonight ", he said as he spied upon his wife's retinue slowly slumbering across the road.

" As you say my prince ", was the reply.

He moved away, out of the guard post mounting his horse as he rode down to join up the retinue.

" Husband ", she said acknowledging him as he took his place beside her.

He nodded in return as they rode on. His eyes darting from the road to her belly more than once. He had no illusions about the future that he and his wife possessed. However he knew that this child could make things better. He would never love her, and he knew neither would she him but perhaps they could for the first time live a life where neither is at each others neck, cursing the hell out of the other.

They both rode into the Red Keep, before dismounting and while the servants took care of the belongings they marched up to the main hall, where the king himself stood ready to welcome them.

" Brother ", said as he knelt before Viserys.

" Daemon ", Viserys replied.

" Brother may I present to you my wife, and I take great pleasure to inform you that soon a new dragon will be joing our family ", he said pointing to his almost five moons pregnant wife.

" Ahh goodsister, it's so good to see you ", Viserys said looking at his wife while she bowed ," it appears my brother did in fact take my advise to heart "

Daemon gave his brother a small smile at this as Viserys continued.

" You must stay after the wedding, until this child is born "

At this his wife tried to protest but Viserys would have none of it, in his words Viserys wished to witness the birth of the first " Dragon Born In The Bronze "

And as he listened to Viserys and smiled at his brothers ever jovial behaviour often his eyes darted to find Otto standing beside Viserys, his face calm but surely even he was unnerved by this pregnancy, finally his eyes went to his son.

" Aurion ", he said as the boy rushed towards him, hugging him.

" Kepa ", the boy said as the two hugged.

Now he had to explain to his son, that he was going to have a new siblings in a few months, this was going to be a long day.

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Author Note :-

So there you all have it.

And yes I split the chapter up again. Next chapter will be an Aurion and Corlys POV and I would end 105 in it.

So get to know how Rhea got pregnant.

Anyways next update will either be of Thus The Dragonborn Danced or I might just throw in one from Even In Death Do They Defy The Laws Of Gods And Men.

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