"Angar~"
After her transformation, Dreamfyre's speed was incomparable to before; it only took her a little over half an hour to fly from King's Landing to Dragonstone.
Especially after sensing Daenerys's urgent mood, she flew at full speed, making her more than twice as fast as before.
After she landed in Aegon's Garden, Daenerys impatiently ran towards her mother Aemma's room.
Although this birth was successful according to the original history, the child died young.
But every delivery is a battle for a woman, and Aemma's body was clearly too weak to carry a Targaryen Family dragon seed.
And the future is always uncertain.
Aemma's every birth was a battle for her, and for Daenerys, who knew the outcome, it was a torment.
As her feelings for her family deepened, this torment grew.
Upon arriving at Dragonstone, Meraxes immediately took the three little ones back to her Weirwood on Holy Flame Island.
After being away for so long, she was quite fond of her nest.
Months passed, especially after experiencing this Long Night and Winter, the Weirwood on Holy Flame Island grew even taller.
This time, the Everwinter Heart passively released energy, leaving abundant Wind Magic in the world.
All magical creatures benefited greatly from this magic tide.
Beyond the Wall, almost all giantesses of childbearing age successfully became pregnant.
Because during these months of Long Night, most of their time was spent in caves, passing the boring hours.
Countless magical animals in the deep forests throughout Westeros entered their breeding peak.
Even the Children of the Forest, who lived in seclusion by Gods Eye Lake, welcomed new members to their tribe, which was extremely precious for the Children of the Forest who had difficulty reproducing.
Through the Weirwood, they knew that this was all thanks to the Dragon Princess, and also knew that this Dragon Princess had already become a Green Prophet.
In fact, every time a world-ending crisis strikes, it is a surge of magical tide, and for the continuation of the race, all races will be stimulated to their maximum potential.
This is also why countless heroes emerge every time a major crisis approaches.
The world has always been balanced; no single force can always remain dominant.
And this becomes even more apparent in human bodies; no matter how powerful a dynasty is, its decline begins at its peak.
Holy Flame Island was already a place rich in magic, and this time, because of the Weirwood's guardianship, a considerable amount of magic gathered there.
This made Meraxes quite satisfied upon her return.
Because there is a special connection between Holy Flame Island's Weirwood and Meraxes, the transformed Meraxes also provided a huge boost to her.
So, bathed in abundant magic, Meraxes quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Hognara and the others were already sleeping soundly on her back, and now they were even more comfortable.
Outside the Fire Burial Tower, Rhaenyra had just finished cremating the last batch of bodies that needed a cremation ceremony, using her Syrax.
Ever since she discovered that chanting Valyria's Lord's Prayer could accelerate Syrax's growth, she took on this job voluntarily after Daenerys left, and she was very diligent.
Especially during the Long Night, large numbers of refugees flocked to Holy Flame Island, and cremation work greatly increased, so she was still very busy every day.
And to provide work for those refugees, Holy Flame Fortress and the docks were also accelerating construction, and she also frequently had to forge Dragonstone.
Viserys had previously been searching for Daenerys outside, and later was recalled to King's Landing to handle kingdom affairs.
Although that unreliable uncle Daemon would occasionally come to help, it was always when he needed to borrow money from Samwell again.
Rhaenyra had secretly cried countless times after Daenerys went missing.
She always felt that she hadn't fulfilled her responsibility as an older sister before, so she had actively started caring about Holy Flame Island's affairs over the past few months.
It was then that she realized how many things Daenerys had to deal with every day: cultivation and management of fields, livestock breeding and rearing, support and standardization of various handicrafts, expansion and negotiation of Holy Flame Island's main businesses, resettlement of refugees, development of Holy Flame Island, deployment of the Holy Flame Fleet, management of external industries...
Of course, Rhaenyra didn't want to manage these, so she voluntarily took on the cremation work and forging Dragonstone, although the Dragonstone she forged was often scornfully used by the craftsmen for paving roads and foundations.
"Princess…"
Annie, who was helping with the delivery in Aemma's room, was the first to see Daenerys, so she exclaimed.
Viserys, who was by Aemma's bedside, immediately turned his head towards the door upon hearing this.
"Daenerys…"
Tears instantly blurred his eyes.
He took a few steps to Daenerys, pulled her into his arms, and excitedly cried out,
"You're back, you're back…"
"Father, I can barely breathe!"
Daenerys reached out to wipe away Viserys's tears and deliberately teased him,
"How come after a few months, Father has become so handsome? Did you lose weight?"
Viserys then broke into a smile and said,
"After a few months, you're still so mischievous!"
"But why did you dye your hair purplish-black?"
Viserys lovingly stroked Daenerys's shoulder-length hair.
Although the Targaryen Family's silver hair was considered the noblest hair color, Viserys clearly didn't care much about such things.
Daenerys only then noticed the change in her hair color.
She hadn't expected this incident to make her beautiful silver-gold hair disappear.
However, purplish-black was unique in the world, and it would undoubtedly become the most precious hair color.
In this world, Valyria's silver-gold hair color was considered the noblest, followed by pure black and dark brown, then gold, and common mixed colors like flaxen, while red was generally the most discriminated against, symbolizing barbarism, stupidity, and rebellion.
"Uh… Father, how is Mother?"
"Everything is going smoothly so far!"
Saying this, Viserys took Daenerys's hand and led her to the bedside, gently saying to Aemma,
"Aemma, Daenerys is back!"
"Daenerys…"
At this moment, Aemma was so exhausted that she had little strength left, so her voice was somewhat weak.
Daenerys quickly rushed to her side, took her hand, and said,
"Mother, you'll be fine."
Daenerys squeezed Aemma's hand and immediately began to chant softly.
A warm energy slowly transferred to Aemma's body through the tightly clasped hands of mother and daughter.
This made Aemma feel much better all of a sudden, so she began to push again under the Herbalist's guidance.
"Ah~"
Each time she gasped, Aemma would gently comfort the nervous Daenerys, saying,
"Child, I'm fine."
"This birthing bed is a woman's battlefield; it's our responsibility and our glory…"
"Ah~"
More than half an hour had passed, and there was still no sign of the baby.
So the Herbalist and Maester Tigris fed Aemma the prepared medicine.
Finally, as the last rays of the setting sun streamed into the room, a clear cry broke the silence of Dragonstone.
Daenerys and Rhaenyra, the sisters, embraced and cried again, as they had already cried once when Rhaenyra returned earlier.
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