By my Tenth month I was crawling around the nursery and even the halls of the holdfast when I could escape my caretakers. It was far from dignified but after being as mobile as a potato for months it felt glorious. I delighted in being able to move about without the humiliation of being carried around (also I doubted being held that closely by the nannies would do much for my sanity . Ah...I'm talking about the boobies again though some of them do have wonderful pares. And it's seems i started to love the sizes and variations).
Sometimes I got a little carried away however.
"Prince Raemond!" Shouted one of the nannies as I crawled under my cradle in an effort to flee her tyrannical pursuit.
As it turns out that is my name now, Raemond. Of all the badass names that Targaryens could get I got Raemond, Mixer of Targ x hightower I guess....oh well life and lemons.
As it turned out it didn't take me long to piece together Westrosy which I guess was a mix of this body's youth, my knack for languages and perhaps a bit of an upgrade from my rebirth. Still couldn't read much to my chagrin but the maids were reading to me nightly so that was coming along.
Much to my amusement the maid managed to pull me out from under the cradle without much trouble.
"You mustn't go running now, my lord," she said with a tired amusement. Honestly for a young woman she sounded entirely too much as if she were my true mother.
Well, Me and my brother are basically being raised by them anyway, and our parents are too busy making more heirs to secure the throne and most importantly managing the affairs of the Seven Kingdoms. Six If i guess correctly... because Dorne is still not part of targaryen rule but the targaryens still call themselves Lords of the seven Kingdoms.
But if I count the Iron Islands and the Crownlands then it makes nine Kingdoms. But they still call it a seven Kingdoms.....why?
Anyway...it is supposed to be confusing so thinking about it won't help me very much.
About our parents....they are always very very busy, though our mother still finds times to check upon us for few moments throughout the day. And left too the care of the loyal maids.
No wonder in the future Aegon is going to have a obsession with the maids.
They are Soo kind and caring and always serve our every needs in daily to daily basis. To me they like a wish granting genies.
I need to grow up damn it, baby life sucks.
(Time skip Two years)
"Please stop running my Prince... you might fall....and get injured." Said my head caretaker nanny.
I stopped for a moment and smiled up at her which got me a rueful chuckle. And started running again.
Whatever the maids are planning today I don't want to be part of it.
Even though its a vein attempt to run away, because they will eventually caught up to me and take me away.
God's woman..leave me alone . I'm not actually running away...I'm...exercising.
Ah ...she caught me she always do.
Then After dressing me and my brother, They took us to our mother. And After some more preparation we all shoved into the carriage with my entire family. Well....most of them.
As the carriage drove through the streets of kingslanding.
The king is very happy to spend time with his family. And my pregnant mother is also trying very hard to bond with my half...sister.
But it seems she/Raenyra doesn't like to be here ...in the same carriage.... with her half brothers and former friend turned into stepmother, Her piercing looks says it all.
Today is a special day...Because I have successfully become two years old. Congratulations to me and my noisy roommate older brother, we have become two years old.
And the information I gathered so far informed me that their will be a huge celebration for our second name day. A great hunt !
And we're all going towards the Kingswood for the said great hunt..... With quarter of the realms Lords and ladies. It's seems that the king/father is so rich that he's throwing parties left and right whenever he gets his chance.
Anyway king is currently poking aegon and getting some cute chuckles from the cute baby. And telling Raenyra that she'll someday have kids as well.
But her replies are that she would rather not have them. Mother Alicent is trying very hard to get along with the princess but she's showing how stubborn she is.
(A few days later)
As we arrived at our destination and one by one we exited the carriage except... Raenyra. And immediately the gathered crowd cheered for us. And a green dressed man loudly shouted Aegon second of him name. Oh god thank you, because nobody really cares about the second son with a terrible targaryen name.
Well, shit ...this will probably give a lot people a very bad ideas, especially Raenyra.
Anyway, I'm glad that not many attention shifted towards me. I'm the second son after all and I think i will have a lot of freedom and less expectations.
Maybe I can eat, drink, and w***e my way to an early grave!!!
Then the gave his grand speech and introduced his sons to the Lords and Ladies of great houses.
After few agonising half hour of introduction
We were all taken to the large king-size tent, On the ladies corner.
Everything was fine and all, I also get the chance to hop onto various ladies. ah ...luxury of being royalty.
Then a creepy man entered this section of the tent, even though men are supposed stay away from it.
It's the disgusting Larry.....!!!
yah ....i believe its him Larys Strong..... He is also called the Clubfoot due to his birth abnormality. The dude seems to suffers from a condition where one of his feet is rotated inward and downward and hence he's using a cane to walk.
I never thought about him up until this point.
My Royal hunt days are ruined... he is sitting with other noble ladies in the royal tent and nobody seems care about it ?
Ladies... there is a creepy man in the tent...!!!!
But my shouting seems ignored by everyone... Because they are too busy gossiping about some marcher Lords daughter being abducted by pirates.
oh ...No.... mom... the creep is staring at you....!!!