The Pain And Result Of Labor
~~~(POV: Raenon Targaryen)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 14 Years)~~~
~~~(Location: In A Large Tent, Outside The Free City Of Qohor, Essos)~~~
~~~(Date: 298 AC)~~~
"AAAAAAHHHHH!!!"
Dany lets out another scream on the bed. The Maesters and nurses tend to the sweat on her brow. I'm on the ground next to the bed, my hand in hers as she takes deep breaths. I can't imagine what she's going through. All I can do is be here for her.
"The babe is almost here! The top of its head is visible! A few more pushes, and your child will be in this world! You can do this, Daenerys!"
A Qohorik nurse by the name of Yorbe Qet is speaking from the side of a Maester named Balco. They're waiting at the bottom of the bed. Waiting for the child to come into the world. Dany grips my hand with a force I didn't think she had and lets out another scream.
"RAAAAAHHHH! HOW MUCH LONGER!!?"
It's hard to see the one you love in this amount of pain. If I could, I'd do something to help. Shadowmagic can't help deliver a babe.
"One more push, Daenerys! One more big push!!"
The world slows down for me... It's a moment any man will go through before their child is brought into the world. We're currently in a tent outside of Qohor. The leaders of the city agreed to help. But we're to remain outside the city with our dragons.
Rhaenys is outside the tent, guarding it against anyone that's already not in here with us. Vaelor, Rhaegal, and Raevor are circling above.
My eyes take in the sight of Dany as she grits her teeth before letting out a scream. The last cry she needs to give this day.
"FAAAAHHHHAAAAA!!!"
As she finishes her scream, I hear another coming from the bottom of the bed.
"Waaahh!! Aaaah!"
Our babe lets out cries for the world to hear, and powerful lungs are what greet us. My heart races as they take care of the babe and cut the umbilical cord. The nurses provide Dany with medicines to ease the pain and start cleaning her up.
Maester Balco walks over with Nurse Yorbe next to him. Our babe is lightly wrapped in silk cloth. As the child is given to me, I look down and see the tired babe. White-gold hair on its head.
"Congratulations, Raenon. You have a daughter to take care of now. She's strong and healthy. Just like her mother."
My heart leaps in joy at hearing the news I've gained a daughter!! I've got a little girl! A Princess! I turn away from Maester Balco and Nurse Yorbe. I make my way to Dany and sit on the bed. She looks up with tired eyes.
Instead of just staying where I'm at, I move and lay down next to her. Showing her our baby. She gently takes the wrapped girl from me and holds her with care.
"This is our daughter. You had your heart set on Alysanne. Princess Alysanne II Targaryen. How does that sound to you, Dany?"
She smiles even while in this state and kisses the forehead of our child.
"Our little girl, Alysanne... Hello... I'm your mommy..."
The Maesters leave one by one. The nurses stay to help Dany recover from giving birth. It'll take some time, but we're in no rush. We're safe. The dragons can hunt for food on their own if needed, and Rhaenys will make sure they don't kill any people.
Dany snuggles closer to me as I get comfortable next to her. She opens her cloth shirt and gives Alysanne an opportunity to feed. Our daughter takes a second, but she's feeding after a couple of tries.
My sister gently rocks Alysanne as she feeds.
"Daenerys will be able to walk by the end of tomorrow. We'll be taking our leave. Nurse Yorbe will stay behind to attend to whatever either of you needs. May Princess Alysanne II Targaryen live a long and fulfilled life."
The head nurse bows her head and leaves with everyone except Yorbe. She's become a friend to Dany and me over the last three days. When Dany started her labors about 7 hours ago, Yorbe has been with us since the beginning.
"Thank you, Yorbe. You've been a great help to us."
Dany is the one to give thanks before I can even try. She looks at me with a knowing smile before looking back down toward our daughter. Dany handled her first labor as a strong Queen does. My Queen. I'm her King, and she's my Queen.
"You needn't thank me. I don't know when you're both leaving, but I'd suggest you do it soon. While you're safe in this tent and outside the city. Word of the successful birth will spread."
Dany and I understand what Yorbe is getting at. While no one is foolish enough to come close as a dragon the size of a Braavos warship guards us. Our enemies in Westeros will hear of this.
"Would you mind getting me some water, Yorbe... I feel like my mouth and throat are as dry as The Red Waste..."
The nurse smiles as she grabs the pitcher of water and pours a cup. We both watch the clear water sink into the cup. Yorbe knows that we wish to see the water. That way, we know it's not poisoned.
Yorbe is our friend. But that doesn't mean we can just slack off on being safe. That's how people die. Trusting people too fast when they haven't earned it.
The nurse knows that we want to see the water, and she has no issues with it. While Dany was in her labors, I made sure no one went near the water pitcher to poison it either.
"Here you go. You handled your first labor excellently. This is a good sign, Daenerys. Your little girl is strong and healthy. You heard the cries she let out. Enough to move the world."
Dany sips at the water, and as she finishes drinking. She looks down to see Alysanne has fallen asleep. This is the best day of my life.
Our family has grown by one more member.
~~~(POV: Daenerys Targaryen)~~~
~~~(Current Age: 14 Years)~~~
~~~(Location: Outside Large Tent, Outside The Free City Of Qohor, Essos)~~~
~~~(Date: 298 AC)~~~
It's been 12 days since Alysanne was born. I'm watching an event that melts the hearts of anyone that would look on. Raenon is leaning against Rhaenys on the ground. Alysanne in his arms. Rhaegal, Vaelor, and Raevor sniff the babe.
As they finish, each closes their eyes and presses their nose against the silk holding the little one. Letting out purrs that I can hear from here.
I make my way over, and Rae smiles as I approach. The dragons part as I sit next to them. Leaning against Rae and Rhaenys in the process. Alysanne has her eyes open, and the violet eyes that Rae and I share greet us.
"It's time we left. The Qohorik have helped us enough."
Raenon brings up our daughter and kisses her forehead.
"Alysanne Targaryen... Firstborn of Daenerys and Raenon Targaryen... I already love you more than I could bare to lose... I'll give you the world, my little girl..."
A rush of emotions run through me. The feelings that any mother gets looking at the love a father has for their child.
After a couple of minutes, Rae hands Alysanne to me and stands up. He holds his hand out to me and helps me up as I hold our daughter.
"Ziry iksos jēda naejot henujagon, Rhaenys."
As I stand next to Rae. He tells Rhaenys it's time to leave. The massive black and red dragon stands up and shakes. Her head turns toward us, and her nose closes in on Alysanne. Taking a couple of sniffs and purring herself.
She's already been introduced, but she likes doing this anytime she sees Alysanne. Being the daughter of her rider has already made a great impression.
Rhaenys lowers her body so we can climb on, and Rae helps me up as I have Alysanne in my arms. As we sit on Rhaenys back, we look at The Free City of Qohor. Then to the tent where Alysanne was born.
"Sōvegon īlva lenton, Rhaenys."
Rae tells Rhaenys to take us home, and the massive dragon spreads her wings and lifts off the ground with a hard push. We're easily in the air. Rhaegal, Vaelor, and Raevor are right behind us.
"GRRAAAAHHH!!"
Rhaenys lets out a roar as we pass over Qohor and leave in the direction we originally came from to get here. Alysanne is undisturbed by Rhaenys or flying. She's got her eyes closed. I fed her a couple of hours ago.
Rae and I are young, but this is what people of our status and blood do. The Targaryen family has never been this strong. Not since The Dance of Dragons, in my opinion.
"Rae... When we get back to our home... After we spend some time there... We need to talk about our next move... We have so much more to lose now..."
Now that Alysanne is here... I'm afraid of something happening to her... Our enemies finding us and coming for us... Coming for her... Even with our dragons, that fear is there... Alysanne isn't even two weeks old yet...
"I know, Dany... I know..."
His voice is soft and gentle... The same voice that understands what I'm feeling... Rae and I made plans... But that was before Alysanne... Now that we have her... We must protect her above our plans to take back what's ours...
I've not given up the goal of taking back The Iron Throne... Of freeing the slaves in Slavers Bay... But Raenon and I won't risk Alysanne for a second... Not for a single second...
"I love you so much, Rae."
A feeling and need to say that overwhelms me.
"I love you more, Dany."
The clouds below us are passing at a calm pace. Rhaegal, Vaelor, and Raevor fly next to us before going ahead. Only to dive below the clouds and end up behind us.
We're free up here.