#god works fast but daeron works faster lol

[daeron-dondarrion]

caerella​:

it had been hard, dealing with her husband being off in the fighting in alaym. especially when it is a fight she herself doesn’t totally believe in. of course she never expressed this to him, not wanting to bring down his beliefs in any way. she may not share the same faith in the seven that he does, but she understands that for him and many others, the seven is an important part of their lives.

what made the time apart harder is the fact that there was once again turmoil within her family. jaehaerys staying in the stormlands, fighting, then disappearing. the way her sister worried. the way she had to go back and forth between blackhaven and king’s landing just to see her more often, offer her comfort and guidance in the best way she can. 

she immediately startles at the sound of their son, having gotten used to waking up to his cries. caerella rarely lets him spend time in the nursery, not after what happened to her brother’s children. she finds it hard to trust anyone other than those closest to her with the child. “are you sure?” she asks, voice somewhat raspy and laced with sleep. 

lilac eyes peak open to watch him get up and walk across the room. suddenly there’s a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach she swallows down. and before she can stop herself, she blurts it out. “i think i am with child again.”

“Yes. Try to sleep, my love,” he answered in a soft tone. His wife had been taking care of their son on her own for the time he was away, guarding him and nurturing him day and night, for he knew she refused to let Baelon be away to prevent a tragic fate like the one that befell Daemon’s children. She was fiercely loving and protecting, his dragon princess. She too needed her rest, though, and he was here now to aid in what he could.

Daeron bent down to pick up Baelon from his cradle, carefully tucking him into his arms, rocking him gently. “Isilik orain, ene semea,” he murmured. Hush now, my son. His attention went to his wife right away, though, after hearing what she’d just said. I think I am with child again. The Dondarrion lord immediately thought back to that last day before his departure, of the way they urgently held to one another as they didn’t know what the crusade would hold for him, of the way he made love to his wife all night instead of resting for the journey ahead of him.

“Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to call for a maester?” he asked, moving to sit down on their bed. His son still whimpered and he held him close to with one arm. His mother had once told him babies were eased by the sound of their parents’ heartbeats, so he let Baelon rest his little head against his chest. His free hand moved up to cup his wife’s cheek and the news she’d just given him began to sink in. He smiled.