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In front of one of the rooms of a red stone castle, a gathering of people with different expressions, ranging from waiting, worried, to eager, were gathered.

Inside this room, the situation was tense due to the cries of pain from the most powerful woman on the continent.

Queen Alyssanne Targaryen, the third queen of the Targaryen dynasty.

"AAAAAAAAAH!"

"Your Majesty! It's okay, I can see the head! Push again and it will soon be over!" cried one of the servants assisting the maester.

"Bring back more hot towels!" ordered the maester, seeing the blood flowing during childbirth. These towels are intended to clean blood and prevent infection.

Queen Alyssanne, having already had many children, did not say a word, but despite the experience, the pain was still the same.

"AAAAAAAAAH!" she cried, pushing her child out of her womb.

Outside the room, the silent crowd did not take their eyes off the room as they heard the queen's cries.

Among them, the one who stood out the most was a king of indistinguishable age because of his beauty, but also because of his wise demeanor.

Alongside him were many children who looked like him, some of them held by nannies.

This king was Jaehaerys Targaryen, the first of his name, nicknamed the Conciliator by the era of peace during which he reigned.

The children beside him possessed many characteristics resembling him, such as amethyst eyes, silver-gold hair, and creamy skin.

The number of children at his side reflected the era of prosperity over which he ruled.

By now, in 68 AC, Jaehaerys had fathered a total of 9 children with his queen, the first of whom died in infancy. The tenth was to be born today if the gods were good.

As time passed, the queen's cries of pain ceased and a deafening silence ensued. This silence was abruptly broken by the opening of the bedroom door by a woman dripping with sweat, who walked quickly towards the king, wiping her hands from the blood of childbirth.

"Your majesty! Good news! You have a son!" she said with an air of joy, bowing to the king.

Suddenly, the crowd began to look at each other before bursting into a roar of joy, congratulating the king on the addition of another prince.

"Congratulations your majesty! You have another prince!"

"Your majesty, you are blessed by the gods! Long live the king!"

"Long live the king !"

"Long live the king" !

As the crowd congratulated the king, Jaehaerys only nodded in response to the congratulations, before striding quickly towards his sister and wife, with whom he had gone through many trials, including Maegor's cruel reign. 

Crossing the threshold of the chamber guarded by maids and the royal guards, Jaehaerys ignored the maids and the maester and walked quickly towards his wife.

"Alysanne, how are you?" he asked, kneeling next to the bed, his gaze never leaving his wife.

Jaehaerys brushed Alyssanne's sweaty hair away from her forehead to look into her tired eyes.

"I'm fine, Jaehaerys... I'm fine..." Alysanne replied, taking deep breaths.

"Look at Jaehaerys...a son...a beautiful prince to our family." said Alysanne, highlighting the little baby who was hidden in her arms, swaddled in diapers.

Asked by his wife, Jaehaerys looked down to see a small baby in his wife's arms. This little baby had a few tufts of silver hair on his head and his eyes was close, seemingly asleep.

Jaehaerys stared at his child, his tenth child, and his fourth son. Among the children he had, the first, a son, died very quickly because he was born prematurely. The second, a girl, almost died during a wave of illness from Essos. After that, Jaehaerys and his wife always made sure to have the best conditions for the birth of their children, following the advice of the maesters.

So, to Jaehaerys, each child was special to him. However, if each child was special to him, his role as king very quickly imposed limits on any form of love.

His mind drifting as he stared at his son, he was called by his wife.

"Jaehaerys...Jaehaerys! You can hear me!" Alysanne said, nudging Jaehaerys with her elbow, limited in her movements by the child in her arms.

Waking up, Jaeaerys looked at Alysanne and reacted, "Yes, Alysanne. Did you say something? Sorry, I was lost in thought for a moment." Jaehaerys apologized.

Looking at her husband for a few seconds, Alysanne returned her attention to her child and asked, "A name, Jaehaerys. A name. What will we name our new son?"

Startled, Jaehaerys looked at his son and finally said, "Daeron. Daeron Targaryen. What do you think, Alysanne?" Jaehaerys asked.

"A good name... I like it... You hear me, little one, from now on you will be called, Daeron." Alysanne whispered as she kissed the top of the head of the child who would be called, from this day forward, Daeron Targaryen.

After that, fatigue started to get the better of Alysanne and Jaehaerys noticed this and spoke up.

"Alysanne, you need to rest. The child will be taken care of by nannies. Now, the most important thing is that you rest."

Alysanne nodded as she looked at her husband, who called the maester and a group of maids to give them orders regarding the situation of his wife and Daeron.

A group of maids took care of Daeron, while the maester and another group of maids took care of the queen's comfort, including changing her clothes and providing medical care to prevent her from suffering any illness. .

Outside the chamber, the crowd, consisting of nobles, dissolved, as the nobles, having received the information about the blessed birth of the prince, wisely decided to allow some private time for the royal family.

After a long time had passed, the bedroom door opened to see Jaehaerys walking out and towards his children.

"Children, you have a new brother, but now you cannot see him, because he was just born and he fell asleep. As for your mother, after the birth of your brother she is very tired, so don't disturb her now. After a few days, you will be able to see her." Jaehaerys said, looking at his children.

The various princes and princesses listened to the heads of understanding, excluding the younger ones who did not understand what was happening.

Jaehaerys then explained to them how the following days would unfold, without forgetting that he also informed them of the name of their new brother. Looking at his children, who didn't make much noise, Jaehaerys was satisfied.

He then ordered the nearby maids to accompany the royal children to their apartments.

Watching his children leave, Jaehaerys looked at one of his royal guards and said, "Go call one of the dragon guards to bring an egg for my son." The guard bowed and complied.

As for him, he still had duties to fulfill with his council.

So, without waiting a moment, he headed straight towards the council room, where the small council was meeting.

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On the other side, the children who were accompanied by the maids couldn't help but talk about their new brother and their mother's situation.

"Aemon, how is mother? Those screams scared me." said Baelon, walking next to his older brother.

Aemon, watching his younger brother worried about their mother, also had some concerns, but having heard his mother give birth several times, being the third child of the couple, sought to reassure his younger brother.

"You don't have to worry, Belon. Mother has already had several children, she is strong. Besides, we have the best maester in the kingdom. It will be fine. In a few days you will see, mother, and our new little brother." Aemon said with a smile and patting his brother on the back.

Next to it, the youngest children, like Alyssa being 8 years old, Maegelle being 6 years old, Vaegon being 5 years old, Daella and Saera who were the youngest, did not make any noise, because they did not understand what was happening. All they knew was that they wouldn't be able to see their mother for the next few days and that they had a little brother.

While some children took things calmly, like Alyssa, Maegelle, Vaegon and Daella, Saera kept crying.

Indeed, Saera being 1 year old, required her mother's attention and she did not have it.

Among the 8 children, the most special was the eldest, named Daenarys, a girl with an enchanting appearance who was 15 years old, an age where infantile beauty gives way to the maturity of a young woman.

While the others expressed emotion, Daenerys was calm, walking her siblings calmly to their chambers, accompanied by a few personal handmaidens.

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Returning near the room where the queen is resting, in a room located at a reasonable distance, a group of servants surrounded a cradle in which there was a sleeping baby.

Each of them spoke in a low voice so as not to wake the little prince.

They spoke about the appearance of the kingdom's new prince, Daeron Targaryen or gossip about the royal family and nobles.

And as time passed in the palace and the discussions became more and more scandalous, a faint noise alerted the maids, who were going about their duty. 

Instinctively looking at the source of the noise, the maids' eyes rested on the cradle, and soon an abundance of childish noises returned them to the source of the noise.

Quickly, the maids rushed to ensure the prince's well-being, because their lives depend on it.

The maids looked over the cradle and saw Daeron playing with his hands and feet before soon hearing his cries.

Having ensured the prince's well-being, some maids rushed to the council room to inform the king of his son's awakening.

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"What the f*ck is going on?! What's going on here?! Surely I'm dreaming?!"