From the moment you’d heard you’d be married to the young prince to now as you’d just finished you labors everything was a mad blur. You were both children, forced into marriage and child birth, unaware of what to do or how to do it. Aegon was always drunk, attempting to drown the thoughts of his impending responsibilitys as father. But now, he’d never felt so sober as he looked down upon the twins you’d just birthed

“They are much like you.” Was all he could manage to say