Last Morning Together (Page 77)

~~~(POV: Daenerys Targaryen)~~~

~~~(Location: The Narrow Sea, Dragonstone, Westeros)~~~

~~~(Current Age: 17 Years)~~~

~~~(Date: 301 AC)~~~

Sunlight shines through the window of our room. The silk sheets softly run along my body. In an effort to find my brother, I shift slightly and move my arm out. It finds the target I'm looking for. Moving my body to the warmth I so deeply love.

The events of last night creep into my mind, and a tingle of pleasure echoes from my lower half. My free hand unconsciously finds its way to my belly. The same place Aly, Jae, and Daenys were grown within me.

There were a couple of times I lost consciousness last night. The first time I opened my eyes to see Margaery being mounted like a bitch in heat. However, her pregnant belly made that thought only half true.

Rae went back and forth between us for a couple hours. Continued until there was nothing left to give us. Our burning youth manifests in many ways.

My thoughts are interrupted as I feel the bed move. It's Margaery getting out of bed to use the bathroom. One of my eyes opens as I raise my head. Looking to see if Rae will help her. The sight of my heavily sleeping brother gives me butterflies.

Instead of letting Rae have the responsibility of helping Margaery to the bathroom, I make my way out of bed as well.

"Here, let me help you."

Margaery completely accepts the help as she holds her hands for me to take. I gently lifted her out of bed and let her lean on me in support. The height difference between us makes me a nice crutch for her.

Once we reach the bathroom and Margaery takes to the privy, my thoughts return to last night.

"Thanks for the help, Dany... It's hard to move after a night like that..."

Her acknowledgment doesn't do anything to help stop the thoughts of last night. Rae and I share a special and powerful bond. One that no one in the world can understand.

Many of Westeros view us as incestuous abominations. In the eyes of The Faith, they're not wrong. The Doctrine of Exceptionalism allowed us to continue our ways. In the end, it's more of a reason for the people of Westeros to hate or distrust us.

"Tell me about it... He has a tendency to go until he can't anymore. That's one of the reasons I have three kids already."

And hopefully, a fourth in the coming months after last night. I've been keeping track, and last night was ideal. Rae knew that without me saying so. It's probably why he was so motivated. He loves being a father.

Not a drop was spilled, and I can feel last night's deposit still in me. Filled me to the brim. It's a strange sensation that I've never gotten used to, but it's not bad, either.

"This is our last morning with him. He'll want to spend time with Aly and Jae. Hold Daenys before he leaves. How long do you think he'll be away from us."

Her question hits me deep in my heart and soul. I'd never have Rae leave my side if it were up to me. In the air of caution, Rae is having Margaery and me stay behind on Dragonstone. With a force of around 4,000.

If the worst happens to Rae... His children and his wives will live. Along with three adult dragons, and two growing ones. I don't know what I'd do if he were to... I don't want to finish that sentence...

Rhaenys would burn the entire continent. Probably never return to Dragonstone.

"He'll be away until the war is over."

Just saying that puts a pit in my stomach. I've never been away from my brother for more than a couple of weeks. Now I have to wait for months on end... This is the worst. Margaery comes out of the bathroom and grabs ahold of my hand.

"We've got each other while he's gone. You'll have Aly, Jae, and Daenys. And I'll soon have my own to take care of too. We won't be alone."

That's the only thing that makes all this bearable. Having my children, Margaery and Raevor, here makes me safe.

"We shouldn't leave our husband alone for too long."

She's quick to start us on the way back to the room.

~~~(POV: Raenon Targaryen)~~~

~~~(Location: The Narrow Sea, Dragonstone, Westeros)~~~

~~~(Current Age: 17 Years)~~~

~~~(Date: 301 AC)~~~

The shaking of the bed wakes me up. As it does, the bright morning light from the window almost blinds me. I lean up in bed and finish cleaning the gunk from my eyes; that's when I see Margaery and Dany walk into the room.

They both look at me at the same time, and a similar smile appears. One that holds love, satisfaction, and care.

It's not long before they're both in bed and wrapped around me. We all sink into a comfortable warmth, and sleep is soon taking me again. My two wives' chests' rhythmic rise and fall tell me they're asleep already.

On the edge of sleep, I think of my children and how they'll be when I'm gone for so long during this important moment in their lives. It's still a few hours before they get up; it'll be hard for me to be apart from them for so long.

It'll be just Rhaenys and me for a while. The same as it was before I met Dany and knew about my family.

"I love you both..."

I kiss the heads that are resting on either shoulder and take a calming breath. The final strands of energy are taken from me as I fall into another slumber.

~~~(POV: Margaery Tyrell)~~~

~~~(Location: The Narrow Sea, Dragonstone, Westeros)~~~

~~~(Current Age: 18 Years)~~~

~~~(Date: 301 AC)~~~

Raenon lets me hold onto his arm as we walk down the hall toward his kid's rooms. It's late morning now, and my husband wants to spend some time with his oldest kids before he has to leave. He'll be making a final stop at Daenys's room.

"Promise me something..."

There is an important topic that I have to speak with him about. A very dear subject to my heart. One that I've been thinking about since I first left Westeros with Dany and Raenon.

We stop a little outside the door to Aly and Jae's room. Turning me toward him. His hands run down my shoulders and rest on my ever-growing belly. His tender touch is something I'll dearly miss when he's not around.

But I'm an ever-faithful woman, and so is Dany. I'd never betray Raenon in that way, and Dany would sooner die than bed someone else. Not to mention, we're protected from such outcomes. Our guards and friends will ensure we're safe.

"Anything you wish."

I've grown more attached to Raenon than I ever thought possible. The idea that he might sleep with another woman besides Dany and I puts a boiling jealousy in me. Something I've never felt so much before.

"In times of war... Men away from their wives tend to... Stray... I beg of you... Don't entertain other women away from us..."

An understanding expression forms on his features.

"I've never been a man motivated by such desires. Until I met Dany, I'd never known pleasure before. You have my word that I will not touch another woman while I'm away."

That's all I needed to hear to ease my heart.

"I promise the same, Raenon. My eyes, heart, and body will not stray."

After all, they belong wholeheartedly to him... No man can compare with him physically or with their bloodline.

Now to speak with him about which I hold dear to my heart.

"I have a request... Not a promise, but something to think about while you're away."

He silently waits, eyes telling me he values what I say. It's nothing of the political nature as he thinks.

"Will you return for the birth of our children..."

It's a big ask, but I'm due in 3 to 4 months. I'd really like it if he were here to greet our children into the world. A sly smile begins to form on his features, and I can tell he's about to say something cheeky.

"I was wondering when you're excess size would finally convince you that more than one Targaryen grows in your belly."

I can't help giving a happy, astounded, and amused smile as I lightly smack his shoulder.

"Excess size? Is that it?"

A laugh spurs from him, and one comes from me as well. Not a moment later, he's wrapping me in a hug and kissing me.

"Yes, I'll return for their birth. But I want you to promise me something too."

There isn't a request or promise he could have me make that I wouldn't fulfill.

"Anything."

He comes in to kiss me again, and this one is deeper. Longer. His hands grab my growing butt and squeeze tightly.

"Call me Rae from now on."

Another squeeze from him sends chills up and down my body. Now I wish I'd have one more night. However, it's time that he spent his last morning with his children.