house of the dragon · targaryen · newborn · red eyes · dragon egg · westeros · royal family · alicent hightower · viserys i · fantasy
For a solid hour, the thick oak doors of Queen Alicent's chambers held firm, dampening the sounds of torment from within. Princess Rhaenyra and the young Hightower heirs paced the chill of the stone hallway, their faces carved with shared apprehension. Then, abruptly, the noise ceased. The midwife appeared, offering a low bow. Inside, the Queen lay insensate, utterly spent. In the waiting crib, nestled beside a dragon's egg that gleamed with latent heat, slept a child of arresting beauty: skin like untouched snowfall, hair the white of a winter moon, and eyes of a startling, vivid red.