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The precious, perfect heir that Baelor utterly adores with his feathered silver streak and pretty eyes? Omega.

The moment Valarr presents, the first Omega of their line since the death of the dragons, Baelor immediately sends a raven to Summerhall informing Maekar that he better fucking chain his son to the foundations of the keep or so help him Baelor will do it for him.

Except Aerion has already left for King's Landing. Either he's been performing black magic to ensure Valarr is an Omega or he just sensed it in the air, he's gone before Maekar can even get through Baelor's letter. Now Maekar has to drag his whole damn bunch of kids after Aerion because he trusts none of them not to cause trouble while he deals with Aerion's latest bout of insanity.

Valarr comes out of his heat and sees his father trying to murder Aerion, Aerion claiming that dragons were meant to mate each other, and nobody acting sane. Aerion catches that first hit of Valarr's scent, and he's done for. Valarr never knows peace again.

The last thing Daeron felt before dying was the cold wet feeling of his dad's tears against his weak hand

Literally how Aerion was sleeping for few weeks after Maegor was born because the boy was ‘breathing weirdly’, Aerion just had a first time parent paranoia.

Baby Maegor is looking at Lady Arryn for help btw.

“I loved the relationship between, like, alcohol and dreams. Alcohol will suppress REM sleep, so you don't dream. And that's why Daeron drinks so much, is to suppress these dreams that absolutely terrify him. But the really upsetting thing and sort of tragic, juicy thing about it is that that REM sleep never dissipates. Your body builds up a need for it. So if you're pushing it off, if you have a five day bender, your body is just desperate to dream, and it will take it, as soon as you stop drinking all that buildup, and you have the most insane dream."

“So that I found really sort of fun with Daeron was like, he's an alcoholic. But it's not just because he likes to drink, it's because he needs to drink. And I just, I loved that sort of desperation that he had.”