Rhaenyra had summoned you and you instantly knew what it was for. Your heart pounded in your chest as you practically rushed the vast halls of the Red Keep, pushing past maids and servants to head to her chambers.

As you stood outside the door, you took a moment to compose yourself as you pushed the door open and slowly stepped in with a soft and almost bashful smile.

"You came."

You heard her say softly as she smiled at you, her head nodding to the corner of the room. As you looked over you saw Ser Laenor rocking and bouncing the newborn baby in his arms, you slowly approached and he gave it to you, smiling awkwardly before leaving the two of you alone.

You couldn't help but notice that the baby had your eyes and the beginnings of dark hair. Though it would never share your name, there was no doubt you shared blood.

"Beautiful, right?"

Rhaenyra said softly, groaning a little as she walked over to join you, one hand on her back and the other on her stomach as her steps were slow and deliberate. Even in this state, having just given birth and covered in blood and sweat, she still looked as radiant as ever, even though it was clear she was exhausted. Her platinum hair was clumped with sweat and messy, and her dress was dirty.

"Our little one."

She whispered, leaning against you and resting her head on your shoulder.