Chapter 765: Miscarriage

A sigh echoed through the air as the silver-haired Princess Diana Targaryen descended from the azure sky atop Vhagar, the mighty dragon, her hair dancing in the wild wind above.

Viserys, clad in a silver-threaded attire with a sigil adorning his chest, stood beside his two wives, Arianne and Rhaenys. They watched quietly as the girl descended from the dragon's back in the Highgarden garden.

"Daddy!"

Little Diana's eyes lit up at the sight of Viserys. With her fair and tender arms grabbing onto the dragon scales, she gracefully hopped down, rushing towards Viserys.

On the other side, the massive red female dragon, Vhagar, who managed to lie in the open space of the garden, turned its head upon seeing its 'sister' Diana leaping down. The colossal, fearsome head lifted slightly, emitting a rumbling sound from its throat.

"Ho."

Vhagar gazed at Viserys, and in its crimson eyes, there was a semblance of human-like emotion. These five dragons were initially found by the then-maid Mia and brought out by Viserys, who personally hatched them with the power of his blood.

Thus, these dragons regarded Viserys as their father. Although dragons were highly intelligent beings, they still possessed many animalistic thoughts. They developed affectionate emotions toward Viserys.

Now that the five dragons had grown, not yet fully mature but approaching it, they were rightfully called 'young dragons.'

Perhaps due to the fact that they were hatched by Viserys using his blood, in the presence of their father, these dragons, regardless of their size, were always considered children. Viserys occasionally referred to them as the 'Five Little Ones.'

However, in the eyes of others, these once little dragons were now undisputed masters of the skies, each with its own nickname, such as Vhagar, known as the 'Red Queen.'

While incidents of dragon theft occurred in Andalos, it was unimaginable now. Even if these five dragons were allowed to roam freely, no one dared to come and steal them.

Although Viserys had minimal constraints on these dragons, the Imperial Forest was spacious enough to contain them, with no issues of territory. After all, dragons were inherently social creatures.

The strongest dragon became the 'head of the family,' offering protection to others. Even if there were other male dragons in the family, there would be no internal conflict.

This showcased the high intelligence of the dragon family. They even understood the concept of respecting the elderly and nurturing the young, albeit related to their increasing size with age.

With the growth of the five young dragons, these dragons living in the Imperial Forest occasionally soared into the sky. Yet, within a few days, they always returned home.

They had already considered this place their home.

"Daddy!"

Diana jumped down from the dragon, her dazzling silver-gold short hair fluttering. She ran towards Viserys and hugged him tightly.

"Diana."

Viserys smiled, picking up his daughter and placing her on his arm. Diana kissed her father's cheek lightly.

"Oops."

"Beard, itchy."

Diana looked at Viserys with a slightly disgusted expression. Apparently, Viserys hadn't shaved cleanly this morning, causing discomfort to his little daughter.

"Daddy, switch sides."

Then, Diana asked Viserys to switch sides. The girl's clear, lilac eyes earnestly examined her father's cheek, searching for a spot without stubble before giving it a gentle kiss, satisfied.

"Mother."

Diana turned to the two women standing behind her father—her mother Arianne and her 'aunt' Rhaenys.

"Aunt Rhaenys."

For Diana, who was still young, it was puzzling why her father married her aunt, and even more confusing that they had a son.

However, later, Diana heard from her grandfather, the Grand Maester who taught her knowledge, casually mentioned that her aunt was, in fact, supposed to be of the same generation as her. This left Diana bewildered, but she didn't dwell too much on these matters. Although she was young, she already revealed a straightforward personality. Whatever the adults asked her to call them, she just did.

"Listen, Diana. You are still young, and riding dragons is dangerous."

Seeing her daughter jump off the dragon, Arianne, although expecting it, couldn't help frowning. Her voice carried a hint of severity.

Sitting on Viserys's arm, the beautiful little girl heard her mother's words and involuntarily shrunk her neck. She wasn't afraid of her father but was somewhat afraid of her mother.

Due to Viserys's busy schedule, he rarely had the chance to personally discipline Diana. Thus, the responsibility of educating Diana fell on Arianne's shoulders. Moreover, Arianne had a fiery temper, strict but sexy, especially after the miscarriage incident. Diana naturally felt a bit afraid of her mother.

Arianne got pregnant earlier than Rhaenys, and she might have had the chance to give Viserys a firstborn son. Unfortunately, due to an accident, Arianne had a miscarriage. Since then, she hadn't been able to conceive again. These events caused the once-noble Dornish princess to have a slightly imbalanced temperament.

But after a few years, Arianne's personality had gradually returned to normal.

In this era with backward medical conditions, even the royal family couldn't avoid the occasional tragedy of unexpected miscarriages. Difficult births and miscarriages were normal occurrences for aristocratic families, and for commoners, giving birth was akin to crossing the threshold of the underworld.

On the other side, the small queen with long brown hair and an elegant figure saw Diana being scolded by Arianne and couldn't help but show an embarrassed yet polite smile.

However, Diana, who was nestled in Viserys's arms, noticed this scene, pouted her little mouth.

Diana got along well with her aunt. She had Arianne's danger but also possessed Rhaenys's liveliness and playfulness.

"I'll go play with my little brother."