Rebirth

--85 AC,5th month, Eyrie, Vale, Westeros—

Wet Nurse: "Push my princess. The babe is almost out."

*Arrrrgh*

Wet nurse: "Once more princess."

*Hngnhhh*

Wet nurse 2: "The babe is out. It's a boy!!"

Wet nurse: "Congratulations princess. You have given birth to a healthy baby boy!"

Daella Targaryen: *with a feeble voice*"Bring...m….me….my son."

The wet nurse hands over the boy who was now crying to the princess. The princess with much effort took her son into her feeble arms and smiled.

Maester Amon: "Princess, you need some rest. It is a miracle you were able to pull through and lived. It was the same when lady Aemma was born. Now both your children need you to be healthy to take care of them."

Daella Targaryen : "I know about my health Maester Amon. I won't live long. My children are strong they have dragon blood in them. My only wish is that they are not timid and less knowledgeable like me, but to be strong and learned like my Father and brothers."

Maester Amon just gave a smile for what princess Daella.

While they were talking, the door to the room was pushed open. A middle aged balding man with kettle belly came into the room along with 12 year old girl.

Rodrik Arryn: "How are you feeling Daella? "

Daella Targaryen : "Happy."*weak smile*

Rodrik came forward and kissed softly on Daella's forehead.

Rodrik Arryn: "It's great to see that both of you are still with me. I am so happy now."*with a loving smile*

"Come Amanda, look at your baby brother." Said to the 12 year old girl who came with him.

Amanda Arryn: "He looks just like you new mother. Silver hair and violet eyes. He is so adorable. What is his name?"

Rodrik : "He will be named Aerion. Aerion Arryn, Heir to Vale."

Amanda: "Hello little Aerion. Welcome to the family."*while holding little babe's arm*

Daella Targaryen :"Thank you Amanda. Where is Aemma?"

Amanda Arryn: "She is still sleeping. Father woke me up, so here I am."

Rodrik Arryn: "She was awake till the end of the hour of wolf and then slept. It seems like keeping awake is still burdensome for a 3 year old Aemma."*He said with soft smile*

"Maester Amon, how is my wife's health? Are there any issues?"

Maester Amon: "She lost too much blood my lord. We thought that we lost the princess. It is by miracle that she is still alive. The danger is not yet passed. We need to be careful for the next few moons."

The joyful atmosphere in the room became somber with what Maester Amon said.

Rodrik Arryn: "Please do your best Maester Amon. I will write to citedal if needed. Please take the best care of my wife. Nothing can happen to her. I cannot bear to loose my wife again. Amanda cannot loose her mother again. My children cannot loose their mother."

Amanda Arryn: *with tears that are threatening to spill and quiver in the voice*"Is New mother going to die just like mother?"

Daella Targaryen : "No silly. I am not going anywhere. I have yet to see you marry."*She said with a soft smile.*

Rodrik Arryn: "That's right nothing will happen to Daella. Now go to your room and sleep. Let Daella rest for now." He said to Amanda.

With Amanda gone, Rodrik asked Maester to follow him to the study. The wet nurses started to clean up the room and the new mother and child.

< Aerion's POV>

A month passed by since my birth. It took some time to get adapted to the baby senses. After listening to the voices of maids and my mother, I know where I am now.

My Name is Aerion Arryn, Son of Lord Rodrik Arryn, Lord paramount of Vale and Protector of the East. My mother is Daella Targaryen daughter of King Jaehaerys I Targaryen and his wife, Queen Alysanne. I have three sisters Elys Arryn, Amanda Arryn and Aemma Arryn. Elys and Amanda are my half-sisters born from my father's first wife.

My father and my mother married 5 Years ago with the blessings of King and the queen. 3 Years ago Aemma was born which almost led my mother to death. After two years now, I am born. Which seems to make the condition of my mother worsen.

Elys is now married to a lord in stormlands, she is 3 years older than my mother. She never liked my mother as they usually clash from what I gather from the gossip of maids. 

Amanda and my mother get along well. She is the who always writes letter to Queen Alysanne on behalf of my mother.

Aemma is a sweet 3 year old who always try to stay with my mother and me. She is energetic and considerate little girl.

My mother is considered sweet, kind, and gentle, with a tender heart. However, she was also a delicate and shy, tongue-tied girl, who was easily frightened and quick to cry. That's why my father takes utmost care of her.

Sometimes she tries to read the book of children's stories for me as much as possible. My mother was not clever from what I gathered. Although she could read, she could only do so haltingly, and without full comprehension. But she always tries. For that I am so grateful for.

She is still in pain sometimes and passes out while crying due to pain sometimes. Which led me to be frightened. I don't want to loose such a sweet mother.

Days passed to weeks and to months. My mothers health kept deteriorating. My father called in few maesters from Citedal but they couldn't make any difference. Amanda has been taking care of me and Aemma with the help of maids.

By the end of Year 85 AC my mother fell into a comma for a week. After she woke up she couldn't even speak due to weakness.

My father wrote to King's landing on the same day. Two days later a large roar was heard throughout the castle.

My father who was with me and my mother in the same room. After hearing the roar, he looked at my mother who is now awake and said "Did you hear that? Someone from your hose came to look at you. Now cheer up. It will be alright. Everything will be alright."

My mother managed to smile a little and said "Its my mother. I can recognize the sound of silverwing."

My father nodded and went outside to invite my Grand mother.

After few minutes 4 people entered the room. My father, Maester Amon, a woman in her 50's with white hair and violet eyes wearing leather dress suitable for dragon riding and an old man in grey robes.

The Woman came forward to the bed where me and my mother were lying on. She started traing up looking at my mother.

"My little flower, look at you. You look so weak and frail. Tell me is Rodrik not taking good care of you"she said while glaring at my father.

My mother looked at my father who was standing ther awkwardly due to the Woman's remarks and said "He looks after me very well just like you and father took care of me. He is good and wise like father."

The woman just grunted and shifted her look towards me.

"Mother, he is Aerion Arryn. My newborn son. He was born 7 moons ago. Isn't just adorable."*She then shifted her look towards me*"Look Aerion grandmother came to look for you."

"He looks just like you." 

After that grandmother stayed with us for a month.