Baelon II Velaryon is the son of Rhaenyra Targaryen. Just like his mother he was a strong willed dragon rider. Built for the clouds and forged for fire. He was meant for greatness. But the legacy of his family weighed heavily on his shoulders.
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Kingslanding.
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In the red keep, a grand party was thrown for the new prince of the castle, women and men came together to celebrate the birth of the child.
Helaena moves around the keep with her young babe in her arms, a new guard following her every move, his face hard and focused on the princess.
Alicent approaches her daughter. "Who's this?" Alicent asks, she doesn't recall ordering a new guard. "It's my guard, father ordered it when my son was born, he must've forgotten to tell you." Helaena states innocently, playing on her father's failing memory. It was Baelon's guard, he trusted the man with his life.
"Well." Alicent mumbles "What's his name and why isn't he wearing his proper uniform?" Alicent asks, eyeing the pop of red. "This is my uniform, your grace, the king ordered it. And the name is Ser Nardar, Cahir Nardar." Cahir states
Alicent hums, eyeing him. She was going to place Helaena with a guard of her own choosing, but it seemed her husband beat her to it. "Let's do hope you can keep my daughter safe, Ser Nadar." Alicent states with disdain, eyeing his dark armor. She leans towards her daughter and she softly kisses Helaena's cheek, not once glancing at her grandson.
Once the Queen leaves. Cahir steps closer to the princess. "She doesn't favor your son does she?" Cahir asks "No." Helaena states
"What did Baelon tell you to do exactly?" Helaena asks, turning to him. "That I am not to remove myself from your side, that I should be a shadow and move when you do." Cahir states
"That's a bit excessive." Helaena states, gently bouncing her son in her arms. "He's rather protective of what he considers family." Cahir says
Helaena smiles. "And how much are you earning with such a job?" Helaena asks "he's my future king, I'd do anything for him. He provides for me and my family, money has no value when it comes to loyalty." Cahir states
"You love him?" Helaena asks, she knew Baelon didn't favor the female sex, he fancied the rougher gender. While he did treat her like a goddess in the bed, that didn't mean she couldn't sense the distraction.
Cahir looks lost for words.
"Princess-" Cahir is cut off by the princess, who offers him a gentle smile. "It's okay." She whispers "Just take care of him." Helaena says softly, "That's the thing, princess, I'm here to take care of you and the young prince." Cahir states
