The castle was abuzz with anticipation and whispers as the day of Nayara's delivery neared. Surya paced the corridors, his brow furrowed with worry, his thoughts consumed by the well-being of his beloved wife and unborn child.
Surya was ready to help Nayara deliver there son without any pain, but Nayara was stubborn.She felt as mother she must go through with this.
When the moment finally arrived, the air was thick with tension. Hours seemed like an eternity until the cries of a newborn pierced the silence, signaling the arrival of the heir. Holding his son for the first time, Surya felt an overwhelming surge of love and responsibility.
In a dimly lit chamber, the soft cries of a newborn echoed. Surya, with eyes gleaming with pride and wonder, held his son close, feeling the weight of new responsibility in his arms. Nayara Dayne, her face pale from the ordeal yet glowing with maternal warmth, watched from the bed, her gaze unwavering from the poignant tableau before her.
Summoning strength she barely knew she had, Nayara managed a smile, her voice soft and hoarse, "What shall we name him?"
Surya's eyes twinkled, reflecting a mix of determination and hope. "My son will be indomitable, Nayara.He will be known all over the world as Karna." he declared, the weight of generations and dreams carried in that single word.
Nayara's eyes glistened, a tear escaping, as she nodded in agreement. Yet, as the room fell silent save for the soft breathing of the infant.
As Surya kissed Karna on his forehead and muttered"Don't worry my son, I will always be there by your side."
With a voice that resonated with ancient power, Surya began a solemn blessing. As he spoke, golden light emanated from his hands, enveloping the child. A set of intricately crafted golden armor materialized, fitting snugly onto the infant's form.With Matching golden earrings appeared, shimmering as they dangled from the baby's ears.
Nayara was surprised seeing this and looked at Surya.
"These," Surya declared, his voice unwavering, "I have provided him a divine armour and earrings.No power in this world can pierce this armour of his, the gilded sheen of his earrings will shatter the darkness of his life and be a guiding beacon."
Amidst this celestial interlude, the chamber's entrance parted, revealing Queen Nymeria of the Rhoynar, accompanied by her consort.
Both of them bore the indelible scars of warfare, having endured the heart-wrenching loss of their beloved son. Amidst the shadows of grief, their granddaughter became the beacon of hope of their lineage.
The revelation of Nayara's love for Lord Surya, and the reciprocation of such profound emotions, had initially seemed like a wistful tale, a respite from the somber realities they had known. Their granddaughter's union with Lord Surya was both exhilarating and surreal.
As they stepped into the chamber, the ethereal aura surrounding Karna was palpable, a tangible testament to the intertwining destinies unfolding before them. Their eyes, reflecting a blend of wonderment and trepidation, met Nayara's, seeking affirmation and solace amidst the celestial tableau.They heard from the healers about Lord Surya's blessing to there son.
With a grace born of regality and experience, Queen Nymeria approached, accepting the infant Karna from Lord Surya's embrace. The radiant adornments of divine armor and golden earrings cast a mesmerizing glow, reflecting the chamber's subdued light.
The Queen's demeanor, a blend of awe and reverence, resonated with an unspoken understanding of the profound destiny encompassing her great-grandson.
Gently cradling Karna, Queen Nymeria bestowed a tender kiss upon his forehead. Her whispered benediction, infused with the wisdom of generations, caressed the infant's innocence, "May you tread paths of greatness and grace, my cherished one."
In that sacred moment, the chamber bore witness to the continuum of legacy, love, and hope, transcending time's relentless march through the annals of history.
In a mesmerizing tableau, gods materialized from the ethereal mist—Ulmo, Yavanna, Mados, Horus, Set, Nepthys, Anubis, Hathor, Astarte, and Anat, each emanating an aura of otherworldly power. Among them, Nephthys, heavy with child, carried the future god of war, Ares.
Both Set and Surya, had a gleam in their eyes, envisioning the camaraderie Ares would share with Karna.
With a unanimous gesture, the gods bestowed upon Karna blessings of longevity and joy. Eru, the supreme deity, gazed fondly at his grandson, his voice resonating like a divine whisper, "You shall radiate brilliance, guiding those led astray."
Eru wanted see if Karna would be as great as the figure in Mahabhrat.
As destiny wove its intricate threads, Nephthys soon gave birth to Ares, an event heralded by celestial rejoicing.
Amidst these divine occurrences, the city of Valyria spiraled into shadows. The oppressed masses suffered under the cruel yoke of their masters. Eru, sensing the impending turmoil, orchestrated a grand scheme. The seeds of rebellion were sown, destined to sprout the free city of Braavos—a testament to Eru's intricate design for mortals and gods alike.
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In the annals of history, the birth of Karna marked the genesis of the second demigod, a being of celestial lineage and terrestrial majesty. His arrival once again became the epicenter of myriad speculations and ambitions.
The tale of Princess Nayara, who had captivated the radiant Sun God Surya, became a subject of both envy and aspiration amongst the noble Ladies of the realm. The news of her divine liaison spread across the kingdoms with the swiftness of a raven's flight, igniting fervent desires and strategic calculations among the great houses.
Prominent lineages, including but not limited to the Lannisters, Tullys, and Duradons, perceived an unparalleled opportunity to solidify their standing and augment their influence. Their courtyards buzzed with whispered councils and clandestine deliberations, all aimed at forging marital alliances with the House intertwined with divine lineage.
For within Karna coursed the hallowed blood of gods, rendering him not merely a prince of the realm but a nexus of divine and mortal realms. Thus, many houses, recognizing the unparalleled prestige and potential such an alliance would bestow, eagerly sought betrothals between their noble daughters and the illustrious Karna.
As the whispers of Karna's divine lineage pervaded the corridors of power, the great houses of Westeros perceived not only the allure of his celestial heritage but also the promise of extraordinary legacies that could unfold through future generations. This understanding reshaped the contours of their aspirations and strategies.
The House of Velaryon stood as a poignant testament to such possibilities. Their ancient bond with the sea was not merely a matter of heritage but a manifestation of latent powers, awakened and amplified through the currents of time. Their descendants, in communion with the vast oceanic realms, harnessed abilities that transcended mortal limitations.
Drawing parallels from such legacies, the great houses envisaged a future wherein their progeny, united with Karna, could unlock untold potentials. The prospect of offspring inheriting divine attributes, akin to the legendary Velaryon connection with the seas, fueled the fervor for alliances with unparalleled intensity.
Excerpt from "Emergence of Karna : A Chronicle of Divine Lineage and Political Intrigue" by Scholar Amara from Tower of Dorne
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