"Congratulations, Rhaenyra!"
"There's no news in this world more exciting than another addition to our Targaryen family."
While Danyla, her sister, and a group of maids gathered around Little Road to fuss over him, Daemon walked in with several of his lackeys, looking perfectly composed as he held a white dragon egg that glowed with a faint lavender sheen.
"Rhaenyra, I picked this dragon egg for Little Road myself. Isn't it beautiful?"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
The child's father, Harwin Strong, hurried to accept the dragon egg and offer his thanks.
By now, Harwin had long since secured his position as commander of the King's Landing Garrison. With his father serving as Hand of the King and a princess for a wife, he had become quite an important figure in the Red Keep. Yet he remained cautious around Daemon.
Once the maids rose from their curtsies, Daemon acted as though he had only just noticed Danyla.
"Dany, you're back!"
"Then I must arrange a grand banquet for you tonight. After all, the nobles of King's Landing haven't seen their queen in a very long time."
Danyla ignored Daemon and instead cast an indifferent glance at the lackeys behind him. Frightened, they hastily bowed with the utmost respect.
"Your Majesty!"
Danyla naturally would not stoop to squabbling with a few lackeys, so she answered with a smile.
"Then sorry for the trouble, Former King Consort!"
Danyla's words instantly shattered the smug expression on Daemon's face.
Danyla's return had brought King's Landing to life, and the evening's banquet was a lavish affair. With the royal coffers now overflowing and court cuisine heavily influenced by Holy Flame Island, the feast was far grander than those of the past.
"Your Majesty!"
Harold, once Danyla's Sworn Warrior, respectfully approached her with his new wife and