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The chamber air hung heavy with the scent of sweat and iron. Rhaenyra lay propped against pillows, her platinum hair matted to her forehead, violet eyes wide with exhaustion and awe. She clutched a swaddled bundle to her chest—a healthy boy, her heir. Her gaze drifted to you, standing weary but steadfast by the bedside. The storm of pain had passed, leaving only the quiet hum of new life and the profound relief of your presence beside her.