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House of The Dragon-A God Amongst Men: Chapter 397: The Heirs II
🕑 Added 2025-07-10 16:18:32 +0000 UTC(Third Person POV)
"Riktor Drakkengard...." Aemon said as he walked inside Daella's chambers, "Heir to House Drakkengard...what a child he is....."
He stopped and saw that Daella was sitting next to Maegelle, who was smiling at her while Daella had her hand on her belly.
"Do you feel his kick?" Maegelle said softly, "Isn't it something?"
Daella was staring wide-eyed at the belly, "Oh my...." She said softly, a tear forming and rolling down her cheek, "He is...he is perfect...."
"I know it is a boy...." Maegelle said, "I just do...."
Daella pulled away,"I..." She said softly, "I am sorry for taking this long to have you see me.....I...I just....."
"I understand." Maegelle said with a smile, "You do not have to apologize."
Aemon cleared his throat, "Hello, Maegelle."
Maegelle looked at him, "Aemon." She said, "Hello....."
"I....I just came from the courtyard." He said to Daella, "Had to defuse a situation with Rhaenys and Daemon. They were fighting again. The Young Lord Riktor appeared and gave his input on the matter."
"Riktor?" Maegelle said, "I hope he didn't cause any trouble."
"Not at all." Aemon said, "He's calm and composed, that boy. It is hard to believe he's Drakken's son."
Maegelle smiled slightly, "Well...." She said, "He is his son.....so there's plenty of similarities between them, I am sure you'll see."
"The one who has similarities to him is Saera's girl." Aemon said with a frown, "She was kicking me earlier, that little one."
"Oh?" Daella said
Maegelle chuckled, "Astorias?" She said with a smile, "Did you say something rude, brother? She only does that when someone is being rude to her father or her Mother?"
"I was speaking to Lady Mya, that is all." Aemon said
"You have to be careful, Astorias adores Mya." Maegelle said, "In fact, she worships Drakken to the point that she would fight for him. She is a beautiful thing, our niece."
Aemon nodded, "Right....." He said, "And your daughter?"
"With Alyssa." Maegelle said, "In fact, I've asked Daella to come with me so we can all spend time together. With Mother."
"I.....I would like that." Daella said softly, "Thank you, sister."
"If you excuse us, Aemon." Maegelle slowly stood up, "We'll take our leave now."
Aemon nodded, "Right...."
Daella stood up and began to walk behind Maegelle as Aemon stood there, watching them both leave the room.
"Hm...." He said seriously as they left the room, "Interesting..."
"This visit is somehow peaceful."
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"What is on your mind, my love?" Mya walked up to Riktor, who sat on a rock while looking at the Blackwater, "You seem to be in a foul mood, lashing out on Saera and all."
"I didn't mean to." Riktor said seriously
"Oh, she's very hurt at the moment." Mya rubbed his back, "You should apologize to her, it'll make her feel better. You see, she loves you dearly. It'll be a shame if she feels like you don't love her."
"She doesn't need to feel like that." Riktor said as he looked at the sea
"What makes you say that?" Mya asked, "This angry mood, it is not like you. You can speak your mind freely to me, my love. What is on your mind?"
"Nothing." Riktor said
Mya leaned in and kissed him on the cheek, "Hm." She said, "Is that so?"
"Leave me be." Riktor said as he closed his eyes
"No." She said with a smile, "You're such a spoiled little boy."
"I'm not spoiled." Riktor said
"Your Father says otherwise. I spoil you too much, whether you see it or not." Mya said, "All of you children are spoiled in their own way."
"The one who is spoiled is Astorias." Riktor grumbled
"Yes, that is true." Mya said, "She's your father's daughter. That makes her special, Riktor."
"And what about me?" Riktor asked, "What makes me special? I am not a Targaryen, I don't have white hair and red eyes like Astorias, which Father said he prefers."
"What?" Mya frowned, "What are you talking about?"
"I am told I am the Heir." Riktor said seriously, "But.....you gave birth to me before you married Father. So that makes me a bas-"
"Don't finish that sentence." Mya cut him off, "You are not a bastard."
"But...." Riktor said, "I am....."
"Look at me." Mya gently grabbed him by the chin and turned him to face her, "I was a bastard, Riktor....I was, yes. I admit that. But the moment that your Father decided to take me in, he gave me the name Drakkengard. And when you were born, he gave you that name as well. He isn't bound by the norms and laws of the Realm, he is above everything. He is a God, Riktor. You know that...."
"He doesn't act like one." Riktor muttered
"Trust me." Mya said, "You don't want him to do that."
Riktor looked away, "I know that he prefers Mama Maegelle." He said, "What if she gives him a son? What would happen to us?"
"Nothing." Mya said, "You are his Heir."
"I'm the firstborn." Riktor said, "But what does that matter when the woman he wanted as his wife is going to give him a son?"
"For years after your birth, Lord Drakken has reinforced your position in this House." Mya said seriously, "You are his Heir, the one he will place on the top of House Drakkengard, the most powerful House in the Realm. When that time comes, you will have already be a powerful warrior and leader, Riktor. You are young still....do not worry about things like these..."
"Hm....." Riktor said
"You were given great power." Mya said with a smile, "You are meant for greatness, I know it. I promised your Father...."
"Not as great as Sylas..." Riktor said
"Are you envious of The Goldfyre?" Mya chuckled, "My love, you still are a child......I admit, Sylas has a wonderful ability but Lord Drakken knew that the two of you would be equal when you've both matured your abilities. In fact, he's mentioned that yours will still be superior."
"How so?" Riktor said as he looked down, "I just move things with my mind."
"You haven't thought it out as well as you're meant to." Mya kissed his cheek again, "You've done it already, haven't you? You've choked people out without even touching them. That is a dangerous ability. But all of this, is this everything that has been bothering you?"
"Hm......" Riktor said, "Well....."
"What is it?" Mya asked
"I saw something." Riktor said seriously, "Something that bothered me....."
"What did you see?" Mya frowned
"In the woods...." Riktor said, "I saw a man and a woman.....well.....what you and Father do a lot...."
Mya looked at him with a bit of surprise, "Oh."
Riktor closed his eyes, scratching his cheek, "Yea....."
"Oh my." Mya straightened up, "Well.....you're not supposed to be exposed to those kinds of things. And well, I know you hear us doing it and all....but.....uhm.....the thing is...."
"I know what it is." Riktor said as he looked at her, "I just......well....."
"No, you shouldn't think of those things." Mya patted his back, "How about we go and have something to eat, to take your mind off it. Afterwards, you'll go and apologize to Saera."
Riktor frowned as he got off the rock, "She's going to smother me...."
"Let her." Mya chuckled,
"Show her that you also love her."
