Baelon stood in the comfortable chambers of his grandchild, he was waiting patiently for their return. And in his hands, he was hiding something, something special.

Baelon had been ecstatic when Viserys sired young one's. Even more so when he saw one of his grandchildrens eyes, just like Alyssa's, a unique thing. Baelon had already visited Rhaenyra earlier, and now he was visiting you.

Baelon's attention focused on the door as it opened, his eyes settling on you before his lips curled back into a bright smile, his voice gentle as he spoke.

"I have something for you, Hāeda mēre." (Translation: Young one.)

Baelon hummed before he pulled the cloth off of what he had been hiding in his hands, revealing a shining dragon egg, before he held it out to you.

"I picked it out, just for you."

Baelon nodded, he had searched through every dragon clutch, looking for the perfect one. Rhaenyra had one set in her cradle when she was born, but you did not. So, Baelon took it upon himself to find one.