Skorkydoso yne issa ābrar ly biarvose kepa ly issa. Vēttir hen rīklotās. (*It would seem you take after your mother more than your father. A blessing for this realm.)

. . . Where have you been ?

That is likely because your father himself never deemed it necessary to learn High Valyrian. You would do well not to follow his example, and instead measure yourself against those who value our blood, dearest Jaehaera.

How capable you truly are should be judged by those forced to contend with your abilities. Rest can wait until after the war.

The cub is cute. Let 's leave it that way.

Lessons are a valuable thing—unless you wish your High Valyrian to be as pitiful as your father’s.

My dearest niece appears to be in fine spirits.

Found her , nearly frozen to death. Poor cub. And you were not around.

𝓒areful now.

I have returned !

Sister. Sister. Sister!

This flaw might be running in the family. No offense.

“Hello, my darling!” A bright smile is upon Helaena’s face as she quickly wraps her daughter up in a tight embrace. “I have missed you today.”

My children! ((Whatever writers made Helaena’s babies, I love you))

ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ 𝓘 am a 𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒. ᅠᅠ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝓘 will 𝒏𝒐𝒕 cringe ᅠᅠ 𝑓𝑜𝑟 them . ᅠᅠ ⠀ ⠀

𝕯𝖔 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖘𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖒𝖞 𝖋𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖒𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖊. 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝕵𝖆𝖊𝖍𝖆𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖘 , 𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝖔𝖋 𝕬𝖊𝖌𝖔𝖓 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕳𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖊𝖓𝖆. ᅠ ᅠ