Years later

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In the years after Aemond Targaryen was born, Rhaenyra and Daemon had 8 children together.

Their names are Jacaerys Targaryen, Baela Targaryen, Ryaene Targaryen, Lucerys Targaryen, Joffery Targaryen, Viserys Targaryen the II, Aegon Targaryen the III, and Visenya Targaryen, all of which have the traits of their parents.

Aemond, being the oldest son of the children, helps his parents, especially his mother Rhaenyra, take care of his silbings.

They were all a handful. He knew that even his parents knew that, but he didn't mind. When they all had dragons, well, most of them anyway. The three youngest children had their dragons.

" Jac, Luc, be careful," Aemond called out to his running silbings

" Oh, let them be my son," Rhaenyra said to her oldest.

He looked at his mother, who was 7 months pregnant.

" You shouldn't be up and about mom," He said to her.

" You worry too much, my son," Rhaenyra said, patting his arm.

He looked at her," mom, you have birthed 8 children, all of which were hard on you, yet you...do this."

Rhaenyra chuckled, watching their families' dragons fly overhead.

" Princess Rhaenyra," a man called out.

Both Aemond and Rhaenyra turned to see a soldier in green coming towards them.

" Princess Rhaenyra, I have a message for you from Kingslanding."

Rhaenyra grabbed the paper and started reading it.

" Well?" Aemond asked.

" They question my legitimately," Rhaenyra said.

" What?" Aemond asked.

Rhaenyra handed her oldest the paper.

Aemond knew this was the Hands doing.

" Jac, Luc, back to the castle," Aemond called out.

They immediately went back to the castle. Aemond and Rhaenyra walked back to the castle together.

" When do we leave?" Aemond asked.

" Tomorrow," Rhaenyra said, seeing her husband.

Armond saw his father.

" Do you think he knows?" Aemond asked.

" Probably," She said.

Daemon walked over to his wife and son.

" What's that?" Daemon asked his wife.

She handed him the paper.

" Are they serious?" Daemon asked his wife.

" They still think that we married different people."

" First of all, ew," Aemond began to say," second of all, why do they think that?"

" Because we send them word that we married different people," Rhaenyra answered her son.

" So... we're going to go see the other family members?" Aemond asked.

" It seems like it, my son," Daemon said.

" Great," Aemond said, walking away.

Rhaenyra chuckled, seeing her son walk away.

" He's so much like you," Daemon said to his wife.

" Yeah, but your spirit," Rhaenyra said.

" Anger is what I would say."

A Mother's Son Dove le storie prendono vita. Scoprilo ora