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Sister,
It's Aegon. Not the old King Aegon. He's dead. Me, the other, very handsome Aegon. Mother has me practicing writing. Says my spelling is awful and penmanship is worse. Hello.
Your brother, Aegon
Sister,
Mother says you are having another baby. I hope it's quieter than Jace. He cries a lot. Not like me. I don't cry. Not like Aemond either. He's always whinging. Hello.
Aegon
Brother,
Hello. I am indeed having another baby. They will likely cry just as Jace does. Just as you used to. It's perfectly natural.
Rhaenyra
Sister,
*ink stains* I never cried. Aemond is being annoying. I didn't want a brother. I didn't ask for this. Do you like having brothers or do you like Helaena more? Are you having a boy or girl?
Aegon
Brother,
I like having brothers and a sister equally. I am happy to have a son or daughter. Either would be loved. You shouldn't hold your quill so tightly while writing. It stains the paper.
Rhaenyra
Sister,
I drew you a picture. Please put it up. *stick figure of what appears to be Aegon and Rhaenyra holding hands and smiling*
Aegon
Aegon,
It is a lovely drawing. I will of course put it up.
Rhaenyra
Sister,
You had the baby. He is very little and ugly. I am sorry.
Aegon
Aegon,
There is nothing to be sorry about. Lucerys is a perfectly lovely baby.
Rhaenyra
Sister,
You have to say that because he's your baby. It's fine, I won't tell anyone.
Your brother, Aegon.
Not Aemond. Ignore him, he's boring.
Sister,
Aemond and Helaena wants to see your new ugly baby. When can we visit? Ser Cole will escort us. Don't know why.
Aegon
Brother,
I suppose you can come up after your lessons this afternoon. Check with the Queen to make sure she allows it. Ser Cole *ink stain* I don't know why either.
Rhaenyra