Third's Pov/Shantae's POV

Grunts of pain and screams were heard as Shantae shouted in pain as she gave birth to her children. Daemon's seed quickly took root the night they completed their wedding. She was sure Daemon had a breeding kink because of the way he filled her to the brim. He wanted to do it everywhere. By the window, destroying their room, in the war room, on the uncomfortable throne that she had cleaned up herself embarrassed. He wore her out. Shantae cursed Daemon as she felt another contraction hit. Viserys had given the two their own floor, which was decorated in Targaryen fashion with a hint of feminine touch. Baela and Rhaena had their own rooms. Aemon slept in the room with them, just in case they needed to get to him. They had his wet nurse on standby just in case.

"Aah!" Shantae yelled as she felt the pain of being ripped open by this big-headed being to be born.

"My Lady, take deep breaths; you're almost there!" A midwife dabbed a rag on her forehead. Daemon paced outside as his wife was about to give birth to their first child.

"Stop pacing, Daemon. You're making me cloudy." Laenor says as he paced.

"My wife is giving birth to my children; I'm worried. This is too early. They're not supposed to be born yet." Daemon said, his hair swinging. Shantae had made him grow his hair back. She had said she'd liked his hair before he cut it after the stepstone war.

"She was too big to be carrying one baby or two," Ryos says before he is interrupted by her scream.

"Aah!" Shantae yelled. Daemon couldn't wait anymore. He was going to be in there with his wife. He already lost one. He's not going to lose this one.

He went inside and saw Rhaenyra and Saera, who had dabbed her head with cool water. At the sound of the door opening, revealing Daemon, many of the midwives urged him to leave. He shook it off before going over to his wife, holding her hand.

"Ao jiōraton bisa, gorgeous. Ao jiōraton bisa! Ao kostagon gaomagon ziry! " He whispers as he kisses her hand, making her nod. He kissed her forehead as Vaegon let her know it was time. You got this, gorgeous. You got this! You can do it!

"Okay! Shantae, you're ready. Push as hard as you can." Vaegon advised making her nod before doing it. With a yell, that ranged to Dragon Pit and Dragonstone. Polarys Targaryen was born looking like a mixture of her mother and father. Her light yet tan complexion, her purple eyes, which were lavender purple, and her cherub baby face caused everyone to aww. She was a beautiful baby, and she wanted her mother. Shantae took a breather as she touched foreheads with Daemon. The midwife handed the baby to Rhaenyra, who brought her over to her parents. Shantae cooed at the baby.

"Hi, Polarys." Shantae states this before she's hit with another contraction. Rhaenyra took the baby to the wet nurse as Shantae gave birth to her siblings.

Just like Polarys, Daemon the II was a mix of his parents. His was lighter than Polarys and he had black and white hair. His eyes, though, surprised them. His eyes were a lighter purple, almost an ocean-clear blue. His eyes sparkled as he opened his eyes. Shantae would hope she didn't birth a Satoru Gojo in real life. He cuddled up to his mother with a gummy smile. He was happy to meet her before her contraction hit again. Like Blood Raven said, the births were quick, but the babies were born. Daemon II is also taken from his mother to be fed by a wet nurse. Shantae birthed the next child with a loud yell and Daemon watched with adoration, love, worry, and surprise. Daemon's hand will hurt after all her squeezing, but he won't care. She gave birth his children. He will be there with a smile on his face.

Their next child, Zariah, like her siblings, was a mixture of her parents. She had Daemon's hair and, to their surprise, again had Daemon's mother's condition. Her eyes were the deepest brown and the deepest purple of her father. She had a doll face. She was already the apple of her parents' eyes. Shantae sighed, happy that finally it was over. She was cut off with another contraction.

"Daemon, what did you do to this poor girl?" Saera asked, shocked, as Shantae got ready to push again

"It wasn't him," Shantae said as she tried to get comfortable.

"What do you mean? It wasn't him." Saera questioned.

"Blood Raven. Blood Raven. The elixir... 13 must be born." Shantae spoke as the pain got to her.

"13! What are y'all, Jaehaerys and Alysanne reborn or something?" Saera told them as Rhaenyra tried not to laugh at her great aunt.

"Shantae, are you ready? One big push. On my count." Vaegon told her as he got ready to get the baby, whose head started to show. Shantae nodded as Vaegon counted.

"2...3! push!" Vaegon said as she did one last yell as her vagina released the fourth final baby. 

"It's a Boy, My Prince, my lady." A younger midwife said as he was brought over to lay on his mother's chest as he yawned.

"Four children in one birth. The first one in history." Rhaenyra said she was fascinated by the child. She saw something red on the baby's back.

"What is that?" Rhaenyra questioned.

The couple saw what she was talking about. The wine-stain birthmark was shaped like the Wier wood tree. Shantae stared at the mark that almost took up her son's back.

"Look at the other children," Shantae asked Vaegon, who motioned for the midwife to look. Each child had the same wine-stained weir wood tree in different parts of their body. Polarys, the middle of her chest. Daemon II, on his bottom foot, and Zariah, on her forearm.

"Whatever that elixir was, it's connected to the Weir wood tree." Vaegon examined Zariah's birthmark. Her baby boy made a coo as she and Daemon looked down as the boy showed his beautiful purple eyes. lilac color. She kissed his head.

"What are you going to name him?" Saera asked.

"Perseus," Shantae rubbed his back.

"A change from the Valyrian names. Zariah and Perseus." Rhae told her.

"A change is good," Daemon said as he smiled at Shantae. 

"I can't wait to see what greatness they bring to our legacy then." Saera smiled. Rhaenyra, who birthed her twins, Aegon and Viserys, who looked just like their father but had their mother's gummy smile, smiled at the family before the doors opened as Ryos and Laenor came in.

"We heard that we have new additions to the family," Laenor said with a smile as he watched the family. Vaegon took the discarded placentas as he went to dry them before turning them into powders for her to have.

"Two in just one birth," Ryos started before Saera shook her head at him.

"It was four. Our first birth to have it." Saera stated this as she showed them Daemon II and Zariah.

"Four?!? I would've thought three at most." Ryos said as he was shocked.

"Four." Saera nodded.

"My Gods." Laenor whispers.

Shantae started laughing before she laid her head on Daemon's shoulder. The midwife had taken Perseus to the wet nurse as the new mother slept. They had moved the children to the living area as they sat down, letting them clean Shantae and remove the bloodied sheets from the bed. Alicent and Viserys were announced into the room. 

"We've heard about the babies. Four in one. How is Lady Shantae?" Viserys smiled.

"She's fine. Just sleeping." Daemon states as he looks over to the bed, where Shantae slept.

"I heard from her builder, Markus, that the buildings are done. Tomorrow, we will have a small council meeting. Her shipment also came in. Something called Cannabis from Asshai." Viserys said as he went to greet the babies with a smile. The children were ethereal. Alicent stared at the babies that looked just like Shantae and Daemon.

"I'm sure she'll plant it in her garden." Daemon sips from his wine. 

"What is this cannabis?" Laenor asked.

"It's a popular drug in the free cities. Pentos is where it's used the most. It causes you to get high, but it makes you eat." Ryos explained.

"You think she'll give me some?" Saera whispered to Daemon.

"You have to ask her," Daemon said.

"I ask her tomorrow," Saera says. 

With that, they spoke about different things before leaving, Daemon left the babies with their wet nurses before going to get them dragon eggs. Riding to the Dragon pit, he met with the Elder Dragon Keeper.

"Issa ābrazȳrys sepār ēdan issa riñar. Emagon konīr issare mirre arlie drōma lately?" Daemon asked the Dragon Keeper. My wife just had my children. (Has there been any new eggs lately?)

"Ziry iksos strange, Silverwing, hen hen daoriot, ilagontan 5 drōma kesīr isse se zaldrīzes ripo." The Dragon Keeper told him, making him think. 5 eggs? Silverwing being here other than at Dragonstone with Veremithor. (It's strange; Silverwing, out of nowhere, laid 5 eggs here in the dragon pit.)

"I'll get them." Daemon said in common tongue, making the Dragon Keeper nod before going to get the eggs. Once he received the eggs, he went back to his floor, going inside their room. This time, Baela and Rhaena were inside with Aemon, who crawled on the floor. Shantae was up feeding Zariah after she got done with Daemon (II).

"Kepa, you have eggs! Is it for the babies?" Baela asked.

"Yes, they are," Daemon said as he put the eggs in each crib. He notices that Polarys is watching her egg curiously before touching it.

"And the fifth one?" Rhaena questioned as she stared at the egg that waited to be bonded.

Daemon looked at Shantae as she nodded for him to give it to Rhaena. Which he did, Rhaena cheered with a smile as she whispered prayers to the old gods and New that the egg would hatch. Baela smiled, happy that her sister was sooner or later getting a dragon so they could fly together.

Shantae smiled at him as he picked up Aemon, who cuddled into his father. Daemon sat in bed with her after taking off his shoes. 

"Viserys came by to see the babies," Daemon told her.

"Oh, what else did he say?" Shantae said as Zariah let her know she was done as she set the throw-up cloth over her shoulder before burping Zariah.

"Markus finished the designs you had him do, and they found a plant named cannabis for you. I said you would plant it in the garden." Daemon added as Aemon furiously pulled his hair.

"That's good. The schools need to start right away, and we need farmers from different villages to plant our goods. We'll set them up in an empty apartment building and pay them to harvest food and make wine. We could even sell our wine to others. Baela, honey, can you give me Perseus?" Shantae spoke as Baela nodded, going to get Perseus, who was quite attached to his egg, all ready. 

He finally let go before he was taken to his mother, who fed him from her other breast. Slowly soothing his head as he sucks.

"Tomorrow, Viserys wants to set up a small council meeting. So, we can get everything ready. Ser Harrold also said that Larys Strong is ready to talk." Daemon tells her as he watches his daughters play with their siblings. That night, they all slept in the rooms with their parents, with Aemon in his crib and the quads in their cribs, while Baela and Rhaena slept with their parents. The loving family slept all night as many cracks were heard in the cribs and the heated patch next to the fireplace.

Third Pov:

The next morning, chirps and small growls could be heard from the cribs as a small figure flew over to Rhaena, who was sleeping next to her stepmother. The small figure landed on her chest as it rubbed its head on her face. Rhaena fluttered yet didn't open her eyes. The figure huffs cutely as it tries again, this time rubbing its head on her nose like a feather duster. She reacted this time, but she still didn't open her eyes. The figure rolled its eyes before stomping on her chest again, this time roaring a chirp before Rhaena finally woke up. The child screamed in excitement, waking her father and sister.

"It hatched!! It hatched!" Rhaena repeated, holding her hand out for the dragon to land.

Shantae, Daemon and Baela woke up to see a dragon sitting on their daughter's hand.

"Bravo! Rhaena! What are you going to name it?" Shantae congrats as they waited to hear her name.

"I'll call it morning." Rhaena says this before the dragon rubs its head on her cheek. Daemon got up to check the other eggs, which, to his surprise, had all hatched. The dragon curled up against their bond, sleeping.

"Shantae, they all hatched." Daemon grins before Baela and Rhaena come over.

"Woah..." Baela whispers as she looks in Polary's crib. Her dragon was black with brown linings. The dragon was beautiful. The dragon was big for its size as it cuddled closer to Polarys. It was uniquely shaped like a snake, as it had whiskers sprouting from its mouth but yet had claws and wings. Allowing it to be in the category with Caraxes as a deformity. Shantae slowly got out of bed, as the pain was now gone due to Blood Raven healing her through the blood that now circled in her veins. She walked to Daemon II's crib. His dragon had three heads as they purred into Daemon's neck. Shantae stared in shock before looking at Daemon.

"Who laid these eggs?" Shantae asked Daemon, who was too busy staring at Perseus's dragons.

"Silverwing," Daemon said.

"Are you sure? Because they don't look like normal dragons in Westeros." Shantae looked shocked. Rhaena looked down at Morning; it looked like every other Westeros dragon.

"These dragons are out of the ordinary." Daemon says this as Perseus cuddles with his twin dragons, who were blue and red. Their bodies are long, like a snake, with wings and two sets of feet. He wondered how long they were going to get.

"Do you think it's because of me?" Shantae put a hand on her stomach, confused yet scared. Her children just hatched different dragons from Game of Thrones.

"No, it's not because of you. It's a special case." Daemon reassured her with a kiss on her head. They all looked at Zariah's dragon, which had a longer wing than the rest and a longer tail. Its hind legs reminded her of a bird's legs. The dragon wrapped its wings around her to protect her from the big people in front of her.

"This one is a protector." Daemon smiled as the room door was opened to show the girl's maids and Aemon's nanny.

"Prince. Lady Meeks. We are here to get the children." Tasha says it with a sweet voice.

"Yes, girls, go on, get ready. You have your lessons, and Baela, meet me with the boys in the courtyard this noon." Daemon tells his daughters, who tried to object, but he gave them a look. He kissed their heads before sending them to the maids. The wet nurse brought Aemon over, making them kiss his cheeks before sending him away.

"We have to get ready for the meeting, but this stays between us." Daemon told her as he hugged her close.

"Do you think all of our children will have the same?" Shantae asked as he held her.

"More dragons being born could be an interesting outcome for our foes." Daemon whispered in her ear.

"Daemon." Shantae was playful and hit him.

"I'm kidding; King's Landing will be Valyria reborn. Viserys will be happy." Daemon kissed her neck before they both went to get ready. Their relaxing bath as she sat between his legs as they washed each other with her body wash. Her breasts were heavy with milk as she fed each and every one of her children before she got them dressed for the day. The dragons, still not wanting to be away from their bond, were wrapped in their blankets as she softly told them not to make a scene. The dragon huffs before doing as told. She was happy that she had Libby make a stroller for her. They both headed off. Their section of the red keep had a section block with a gate. Oberyn stationed his faceless knights in front of it. Since she had Daemon, he was basically her protector and her husband. It was a nice change to see Daemon so loving and caring towards her. But don't let it fool you; he will always be the crime cloak bandit to protect his family.

By the time they made it to the small council room, everyone was there. Rhaenys and Corlys, Rhaenyra and Laenor, Saera and Ryos, and Vaegon and Maegelle. Lord Jasper Wylde, Lyman Beesbury and Tyland Lannister were there as the servants put small breakfast biscuits and orange juice in front of them. Shantae had told Viserys that he didn't need drunk men to make decisions for the state of the realm, so they all had breakfast together as the children had their morning breakfast together. Lord Hand and Alicent sat near Viserys. Saera had seen them first.

"If it isn't the lady of the hour," Saera said with a smirk.

"And you brought the babies." Maegelle says with a cheerful, soft voice before going to look at them.

"Are you sure it's wise to bring the children here?" Tyland said, looking at her as she faced the children, moving the stroller over and over to keep them asleep.

"Well, I just gave birth, and I don't leave my children with just anyone. Can we get this started, brother?" Shantae said as she looked over at Viserys.

"Of course," Viserys answered.

"The builders have finished the banks covering the multiple sides of King's Landing. Once we clear up the street of silk, another bank will be there, covered by a guard.

"Are we sure the small people will put their money into the bank? Lyman asked.

"Once they see the nobles' putting money in the banks, let's say 3% in each bank. I can start first. The school is finished. How are we getting teachers?" Shantae said as she cooed at her first-born daughter, who watched her mother.

"I sent ravens all across Westeros, even to the east. They all answered. Most of the free cities offer their best to come help our small folk. Septas from the riverlands to the north have agreed to teach them. Maesters have sent one Maester to help out. Asshai has sent a red priestess to teach about the different religions in the regions." Vaegon spoke.

"A red priestess?" Alicent questions.

"Don't they follow R'hllor?" Lyman questioned.

"They do. But they said this woman belongs to many groups. She's also a seven-devout as well." Vaegon states.

"That's interesting." Saera crossed her legs as she ate a strawberry.

"The wagons are also finished going through the city to pick up the children. The greenhouses are ready, Vaegon, be sure to write villages, telling them we need their help to do our green houses. The Dornish have builders on stand to help with stepstone harbor." Viserys went on.

"I'll tell Markus to send them the papers. It's already planned. If we start early, it'll be finished. We just need to kill the triarchy to keep them from taking it again." Shantae stated as Daemon watched them as he looked between his brother and Shantae, who got stuff done. He was sure he might plan to make her hand. The way the old cunts will cause chaos.

"So, you want to start a war with the triarchy." Jasper said he was shocked.

"They started war first when they took my ships those years ago." Corlys agreed with Shantae.

"And what about Silk Street?" Rhaenyra asked about the place.

"The place will be different. Clean like the rest of King's Landing. Some brothels will be different. They're no substance. " Shantae rubbed Polarys dragon head. The dragon loving the Pat's its creator made.

"How will the brothels be different, Lady Shantae?" Lord Hand asked her.

"There was a book that I read one day that I liked about a woman with a high clientele that showed off her charm, skills and artistic abilities. She was called a courtesan. Of course, she was still a prostitute, but she amazed the men with her charm and her wit. There are many ways to sell ourselves—not just our bodies but our minds, our charm, and our abilities." Shantae explained to them, who nodded almost in awe.

"Then we can't wait to see what you come up with." Viserys looked at his good sister with sparkling eyes.

"Thank you, Viserys." Shantae nodded.

"And about Aemond's birthday in a month." Alicent was brought up.

"As always, a feast and a tournament, maybe we can go on a hunt, like we did on Aegon's second." Viserys says.

"I think a hunt will help little Aemond become a man. Under Prince Daemon, the boys have become quite the fighters." Tyland states, looking at the King.

"Prince Daemon, has Aegon been attending the lessons?" Alicent asked the man, who looked at her.

"No, he's drowning in his cups and in the streets of silk." Daemon scoffs.

After Daemon replaced Ser Criston Cole as teaching the boys swordsfight, the oldest Aegon stopped going to the courtyard, especially since Daemon's let his daughter Baela join the boys in the courtyard. Both he and Shantae let the girls have their own destiny and freedom. Rhaena would attend to her lady duties while Baela was a second Daemon. They could be anything they wanted, and the pair would not care.

"I'll have a talk with him." Viserys states this with anger in his tone. How dare he? Even if he were his male heir, he would've stripped it away from him quick. He was already about to sully Targaryen's name.

"Thank you, Husband." Alicent says as she and Shantae shared a look. This was the year Aemond would be hurt and scarred because of Aegon. And she will not let that happen. She grabbed pieces of cooked meat before giving in to the dragons secretly.

"Larys had decided to talk. "Lyonel told the King.

"Then let's go." Viserys said as they stood up. They all walked to the black cells, which were holding Larys Strong, who was strung up with his hands tied to the rope. Whipped lashes on his back as he took small breaths. His face was dirtied, his body was destroyed, and almost no karma wasn't done for him.

"Is he up, Kelios?" Viserys asked the man.

"Your Grace, I'll wake him up." Kelios grabbed the bucket full of water, splashing it on him. Larys looked up as he tried to focus, wanting to see what was going on. He finally saw the men of the Targaryen family. The ladies stood with Shantae as they cooed over the babies.

"Your Grace, I wanted to talk about the people that started the rumors." Larys started.

"Then name them." Viserys stated.

"You have to do something for me first." Larys said, almost smug.

"What?" Viserys asked before Larys said something that confused them.

"Tell Queen Alicent that I am sorry." Larys said with a bright, crazed smile.

So, he began his list of names.

"Otto Hightower

Criston Cole

Tayla, maid of Alicent

House Hightower

Maester Owryle"

Most of the names were close to the Queen. Did Alicent have the same notion about Rhaenyra too? Even when he thought Rhaenyra and her had made up,.

"I told you Otto Hightower was a cunt, but you never believed me." Daemon remarks in anger of his fool of a brother.

"That's a whole house. They're the ones that cover the Citadel." Vaegon told his great-nephew.

"Now, with the power that was granted to us in the form of Shantae, we don't need them." Laenor said, crossing his arms.

"Vaegon, write to house of Hightower and tell them to plead their case on this notion. Ryos get Maester Orwyle and put him in the black cells. Let's see what information citadel is hiding." Viserys walked away. Him and his wife got to talk.

There was a loud screech which sounded like a dragon. The dragon covered all of King's Landing, casting quite a shadow. The dragon landed in front of the doorway as the Targaryen family came to see the dragon, amazed by its size. Shantae gazed at the dragon, wondering what dragon it was or whose. The small folk looked in awe at the dragon. Children cuddled into their mothers and men protected their family. Their lady will help them.

"This is not the Cannibal," Viserys says as the dragon seemed to assess them before stopping at Shantae.

"It's looking at Shantae." Rhaenys watched in awe.

"Unbelievable." Daemon smirked at his wife, who just kept popping dragons at this point. Many of the children look from the bouncer.

Shantae left her babies stroller by Rhaenyra before walking over to the dragon. She was scared as hell, but she put on a strong front. This dragon was special to her in some way. Like they was connected. The dragon was of the Westeros kind. The dragon watched her come nearer as she put her hand out before softly touching its heated skin. She pulled her body closer as she felt the heat. They felt each other's warmth. That's how a bond was formed. Other chirps was heard as the babies' dragons came to greet their protector. The dragons amazed the Targaryen family of the deformity that they had. Polarys's snake-like dragon to Perseus twin ones. Daemon (II)'s three-headed dragon and Zariah's long-winged one.

"Gods." Sara looked at them as they flew to the larger dragon. Daemon watched as his wife scolds the dragons as they chirped back in defiance as they wanted to play with their protector. They were supposed to be hiding, not seeking. Sometimes dragons are just like children.

"These dragons are magnificent." Viserys stared before continuing,

"She's, our Saviour."

A/N: so, the babies is born. Polarys, Daemon II, Zariah, and Perseus. I have made them have different dragons from the usual Westeros. Of course, I had to look up different dragons to see what would fit them the most. I was thinking of just giving her Silverwing, but I changed my mind. Here's a wild dragon that is the protector of the warrior hatchlings. I don't know what to call them, though—the babies and the larger one. I know that dragons have no gender. What would be nice names?