CHAPTER 1 -Westeros here I come
Daemon POV
In my past life I used to dream about how fun it would be to live my life as a baby. I would not have to work at all. I could spend my life just lazing around. Oh, how I wish I could take all that back. The saying that perspective is key is true. I do not know why it never occurred to me that babies cannot do even the simplest thing alone. And now here I am in the world of planet0s and the first five months of my life have gone in just sleeping, eating and shitting. But the real tragedy is that since I am a newborn baby I cannot eat anything. The only source of nourishment is milk, or should I say breast milk. Now I understand why as a baby we do not have any memories. If we did retain them It would be torture. My new mother is very adamant that only she should "feed me", so here I am happily suckling away. But the worst part is not the fact that I cannot walk or talk but it is the fact that all the maids that look after me keep on saying what a cute baby I am, and then when I start grumbling and acting grumpy it makes them happier, saying what a serious baby I am.
After five months of not being able to see my vision finally cleared and that is when I saw my mother. The reason for Valyrians being considered gods is not wrong at all. She was a beauty, a stunning one at that. In my previous life, she easily could have been a model. Now even though I was complaining about the unfairness in life I was thinking about the future. But my main concern was the fact that I was unsure about the year I was born. Whether it was a year before Viserys was born that is 276AC or somewhere in between Rhaegar and Viserys.
But all of those doubts in my mind were cleared when I heard a voice of a young boy saying "Muna can I finally see my brother?" and the lovely voice of my mother said, "yes you can Rhaegar". So it is finally the moment I see the other idiot who helped his father bring an end to the Targaryen dynasty. I saw a face appearing in my cradle and it looked like that of a young boy who must have been around 4 or 5 years old, or should I say 5 namedays. So that would mean that I was born in 264AC. Before i could delve deeper into my thoughts the boy started tickling me. Goddamnit once i grow up i will take my revenge against all the maids and my brother.
"He is very cute muna , but why is he so small?",hearing that my mother started laughing and picked me up. I could see her violet eyes shining with mirth and a small smile on her lips along with her silver hair which was in a nice braid. "That is because my little dragon he was born only five moons back, do not worry in time he will grow as big as you", hearing that the little boys eyes lit up and he said,"Then when he grows up i can finally take him to the library and then we can read all of the books together". So martin was right , rhaegar was a bookworm when he was a boy but then one day he read the prophecy and that changed his outlook in life . He started learning how to fight since he thought that he was the prince that was promised. In the end Prophecies are a bitch to understand and the more you try to uncover the true meaning of it , it comes to bite you in the ass.
The room which i was staying in looked fabulous. It had a balcony which overlooked the sea. An are where my toys were kept and cot which looked oh so comfortable. Being a prince does have its advantages I think. I had a personal caretaker named Mary. She looked to be in her late teens, She had brown eyes and a pretty face. She was the first person to note my peculiarities which included not crying a lot, since the only time i used to cry was when i was hungry or when i pooped my pants. I hate my baby body. She was by my side 24/7 and since i was a pretty good baby she did not have much to do. She used to sing me lullabies at night when my mother was busy. I did see the grandmaester a lot for checkups but i did not like the way he looked at mary whenever she brought him to me. Let me tell you that Maegors holdfast was massive. Everywhere i looked there were tapestries and paintings showing dragons. God I was tired looking at all those dragons.
One fine morning mary started dressing me up in some white dress and i realized the time of this world's baptism had come. I would finally be able to see the Great Sept Of Baelor. When i was ready she handed my to my mother and we were taken to the carriage . Rhaegar was sulking in the corner saying that he wanted to read books and not go to the sept. It reminded me of how i used to refuse to go to church saying it was too early to pray. I remember the life which i had lived but the people in it are blurred it seems that my brain just stops working when i try to think about them. While i was daydreaming i heard people shouting , cheering and clapping. It seems that they are excited to see the new prince . Hmph It fells nice to be appreciated for doing absolutely nothing other than being born. The carriage stops and my mother gets out.
I see soldiers surrounding us and thousands of people around us . When i look up i see The Sept and it is MASSIVE. The intricate designs and the beautiful marble statue of the man who built it. No wonder they call him the blessed . The septons must have been dancing with joy when he told them that he wanted to build the greatest sept in westeros, but still he was a nutcase. As my mother ascended the steps i could see my father standing there. Ever since i was born i only have seen him a few times. Must have been busy ruling the kingdom. Yeah right no chance of that happening . He really was useless . The only good thing he did was that he appointed Tywin Lannister as the hand.
Speaking of the Great Tywin lannister a man obsessed with his family's legacy I still havent seen him. It does not matter whether you admire that man or not , one has to reluctantly accept that he was intelligent , exceedingly so. He singlehandedly made sure that no one in the seven kingdoms would disrespect his house . He brought the end of two houses which were there since the age of heroes to extinction. But his only flaw was the fact that he just could not accept that his children were failures. His only child who had a functioning brain which did not think of banging his sibling was made to suffer just because he was a dwarf. It made me realize that this world judges you based on how you look and does not consider using your brain at all . Even if you are the smartest person in the world if you cannot fight you are worth nothing and that is more in the case of nobles.
My mother gently nudged me and i opened my eyes seeing a fat man with a lot of chains and jewellery holding out his hands. After i was baptised with the seven oils and a long sermon talking about how the seven are merciful and some shit. I was busy looking around at the statues of the seven gods . They were pretty massive and beautiful.
While the sermon was going on i saw a tiny butterfly flying in the distance and i realized whether i was the only anomaly or were there other new characters which were not there in the story. What if this world was another alternate universe. Since in the original works aerys and Rhaella had only 3 living children and a ton of stillborns. I am pretty sure they never had a son called daemon. So what matters right now is knowledge about the world . Especially the the knowledge about the great houses. But does it really matter. I have 36 years to live a peaceful life ,fuck the ice zombies i can just leave westeros and go to the Summer Islands and live a life of debauchery. But its too much pressure on my small mind , i think i will try crawling first.
When we finally came back to the red keep i came face to face with none other than Tywin fooking Lannister. I was in awe when i saw him. He exuberated confidence . When i looked at him he looks like a younger version of the actor who played him in the show , Charles Dance. His green emerald eyes looked as if he was peering into my soul. But i did not shy away , i looked at him with the same vigor and face that i made when i was trying to look serious. It went on for a minute and then i saw him smile, just a little. and i went back in the embrace of my mother. "He will become a strong prince of House Targaryen and will bring glory and honor to your house Rhaella", hearing that I impressed tywin lannister made my little heart beat faster and a smile came on my lips. Seeing me smile my mother looked shocked. It turns out that it was the first time in my 5 months of existence in the world of planetos that i smiled.
After that they exchanged pleasantries while i started yawning, it seemed that my tiny body was tired with todays excursion. Just like that the months started passing,during that time rhaegar used to come daily and play with me while mother used to look fondly upon us. Aerys rarely visit , he must have really been working hard for the peace and prosperity of the seven kingdoms and he was totally not banging some whore or noblewoman. It was finally my first nameday and it turns out i was born during the first day of the year. Mary dressed me in a small doublet which was black and red in color along with a symbol of a dragon on it.
That day was also the first time that i saw my self in the mirror. I looked like baby cupid, i looked so adorable, not at all kidding. I had the classic silver hair of the targaryens but when i saw my eyes i nearly collapsed. My left eye was deep purple in color while my left was emerald green. I think that was the day i realized that this world is my home and that I can never go back to where i came from. And when i looked at my mother and brother i realized what terrible lives they had lived in the original work. That was when i came to the decision that no matter what i will change their lives for the better because in the end i really do love them. So i slowly started crawling towards Rhaegar and said my first word since i came into this world,"Aegar". Damn my baby tongue.