In William and Rhaenyra's chambers, William observed as Malaevor was playing with dragon figurines on a table. With a handmaid on the side playing with Malaevor.
Malaevor enthusiastically continued their imaginative play, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "And then the big scary dragon dives in and spits out his fire!"
The hand-maid added her own twist to the story, "The scary dragon causes the man to freeze in fear!"
William then decided to join in, his deep voice lending gravity to the narrative. "The dragon lands before the frozen, fear-stricken man and roars before him! His loud rumbling roar echoes through the valley..."
The doors open, and Rhaenyra walks in and pauses as she locks eyes with Ragnar. They smirk at each other as Malaevor had dropped the dragon figurine. Before their attention shifted back to Malaevor, who had a dragon egg in his hand.
His egg dragon to be exact.
Malaevor eagerly presented the egg to his mother, a smile on his face. "Mother... look. I think my dragon is staring to hatch."
Rhaenyra's eyes lit up as she approached, her smile warm and loving. "Ah, I see it." As she looked at the small cracks on the egg.
William, who was at the side, offered his hand to assist her in sitting comfortably. He fluffed a few pillows around her, ensuring her ease.
Willaim then spoke: "It's not regular for an egg to leave the Dragonpit. Espically that egg, But Malaevor insisted, that he wanted to check up on the egg. So, I went with them to get the egg."
Hearing this Rhanerya, then said: "I see."And then got up and went to Malaevor and started rubbing his head. Then said: "How about you go and return the egg, now that you checked up on it."
As Malaevor was about to refute, William beat him to it: "If we don't return it now, the dragon will not hatch anytime soon."
This made Malaevor immediately unable to refute, and gave in. Seeing this, William smiled as he told the handmaid at the side to let a guard escort Malaevor to the dragon pit to return the egg.
As soon as they left, William looked at Rhaenyra, a soft smile on his face. "You look beautiful, Rhaenyra."
She indeed looked beautiful, she was different from the show. She was the perfect mix of the young Rhaenyra and the older Rhaenyra.
Rhaenyra hearing beckoned William to sit beside her. "Come sit with me, love."
William complied, planting a loving kiss on Rhaenyra's forehead before turning his attention to those beautiful eyes of hers.
Rhaenyra smiled and lifted her head to look at him, her eyes reflecting affection for the men in front of her.
With a shared kiss between them, they embraced the precious moment they had together as a family. They treasured this simple, quiet moment and the love that bounded them together.