Baelon was pacing furiously as he heard his sister-wife's screams of pain.

"She'll be fine Baelon." Aemon assured his brother. Alyssa's screams died down soon after, and ten minutes later the midwife appeared.

"Princess Alyssa has given birth to a princess, my lord." the midwife said. "Both are hale and healthy."

Baelon rushed into the room, forcing himself to walk to Alyssa's side as she gently held their daughter.

"The name we chose?" Alyssa proposed.

"Rhaella." Baelon agreed. After their cousin, who had died two years ago. "Princess Rhaella Targaryen."

Alyssa let Baelon pick up Rhaella, who opened her eyes. Her eyes were purple in color, and she had a head of silver-white hair on her head.

"She's beautiful." Baelon smiled, letting the little girl grab his finger.

"She'll be a dragon one day." Alyssa smiled.