I had given birth minutes before. I was a mother now. I took a deep breath. I looked at my newborn son in my arms. He was a healthy and chubby baby. He had silver hair and pale skin, like his father Maegor. While Maegor's eye color was purple, hers were violet. I smiled slightly. Maegor forced me to marry him months ago. Because his three wives (Ceryse, Alys and Tyanna) could not give him an heir. After I got pregnant, he divorced three women and sent them away from the Palace. His obsession with me made things even more difficult. He wouldn't let me leave my room without him. The maids and bridesmaids were not communicating with me and were just serving. Because Maegor only wanted me to communicate with him. The door suddenly opened and Maegor entered. He looked first at me and then at the baby in my arms. Without wasting any time, he approached me. He had a grin on his face, showing that he was satisfied and happy. The infertility mark that had been attached to his for twenty years was over and he had the heir he had always desired.

I just knew, "Our son."