A COMPENDIUM ON LEYTON HIGHTOWER'S CHILDREN & THEIR AGES
Leyton Hightower had ten children in a time span of potentially fifty years. We only know a more narrow time frame of a few of his children (Alerie, Lynesse), while others can span across decades. This is an attempt to narrow down their ages. For that, I'll assume they had their first children no younger than 16. You'll also see some thoughts on their possible mothers, albeit that's just speculation without real basis and just random thoughts I want to mention.
(Names of their spouses have been included for easier overview and later analysis. While two children could have been born in the same year, I disregarded it in favor for visual clarity in the headlines, but the explanation treats it looser.)
THE CHILDREN
Baelor Hightower-Rowan (est. 254-258 AC)
He's Leyton's oldest son and the only indication we have for his age is that he was considered a suitor for Elia Martell, which would make me put him around her age (256-257 AC), perhaps a few years older. A young and pretty lad, as Oberyn describes him, makes me think he's rather close to their age. Additionally, Elia had also found him appealing, so he wouldn't be much older or younger than her. I could stretch his age to maybe 250 AC and a little more. Anything older and I'd imagine Oberyn to have used a different description and for Elia to be less interested.
Baelor: Anywhere 250s AC
Potentially named after Baelor the Blessed, this could be the son of someone with deep religious beliefs, or a royalist — potentially a Targaryen affiliate as a mother?
Malora Hightower (est. 255-260 AC)
Malora is the second oldest, and the only information we have is that she is younger than Baelor and older than Alerie, which can put her anywhere between 251 and 263 AC.
Malora: Anywhere in the 250s up to early 263AC.
The name Malora appears nowhere else. It could possibly have valyrian influences or a lesser known name within Westeros. It could be that due to having very distinctive names, her and Baelor share a mother, while later children might have a different one.
Alerie Hightower-Tyrell (257-260AC)
She's younger than Mace, who was born no earlier than 256 AC, as he's less than 10 years older than Cersei. The comment from Tywin about a younger woman that would outlive Mace implies a bigger age gap, which could be at most eight years. Putting her birth year at the latest possible year of 264 would make her very young (a mother at 12). If she had Willas at 16 at the latest possible date (276 AC), that would place her birth in 260 AC.
I'm not convinced she would have had a child so young. Possibly a GRRM numberism, but it sounds a bit odd. If it did happen, I'd be beyond curious how it came to be. Baelor was courting Elia in 272, Malora also unmarried in this time. No conflict to push a marriage with Leyton's second daughter so early, which makes me suspect she's born a few years before 264.
If Alerie was born in the 250s, it is likely her and her older siblings share a mother. If she were born in the 260s, an appropriate mourning time could have taken place in between, possibly making her the daughter of the second mother.
Alerie: Late 250s to early 260s.
Al– are common Reach names and would fit well with names such as Garth. Marrying the Lord Paramount of the Reach might point at her being the daughter of the first mother, as it would otherwise pass over Malora as a match. Alternatively, a second mother could have attempted to establish herself and her daughter with such a favourable match.
Garth Hightower (258-268 AC)
As we know roughly the age of Lynesse (half of Jorah's age, so around 17 in 289 AC), we can calculate the latest possible date for her older siblings. With her being born around 271-272 AC, and there being three siblings between them, Garth cannot be born any later than 267/268 AC and any earlier than Alerie.
Similar to Alerie, he could be the son of a first or second mother. By far the most "dignified" Reach name to be had. It could be a sign to establish this son and proclaim his possibilities, which might have been an indication for the second mother.
Denyse Hightower-Redwyne (est. 259–269AC)
Due to Lynesse, we can estimate that Denyse was born no later than 268/269 AC and no earlier than Garth. Her son Denys is a squire in 300 AC, which means he could be anywhere between 9 or 18.
Des— names appear with the Redwynes. Desmera, Desmond, Denys. Is it possible she's married a Redwyne cousin or GRRM just like the names combined, as she married Desmond Redwyne, and they had Denys.
Leyla Hightower-Cupps (est. 260–270 AC)
Due to Lynesse, we can estimate that Denyse was born no later than 268/269 AC and no earlier than Denyse.
Leyla reads like a Reach name. Potentially the female version of Leyton?
Alysanne Hightower-Ambrose (est. 261-271 AC)
Due to Lynesse, we can estimate that Denyse was born no later than 268/269 AC and no earlier than Leyla. Alysanne does have a son who is a squire, and seems to be in a similar age to his betrothed Elinor Tyrell, who is around Sansa's age, born in 286 AC. So I'd put her son anywhere between 13 and 18 in 300 AC, putting his birth anywhere between 282 and 287 AC. If Alysanne birthed him at 16, I would personally put her birth year anywhere between 264-271 AC.
The current Lady Bulwer is named Alysanne, born to Jon Bulwer and Victaria Tyrell in 291 AC, which might hint at a possible relation, a shared mother/aunt/grandmother perhaps?
Lynesse Hightower-Mormont (271–272 AC)
The information we have on Lynesse is that she is half the age of Jorah in 289 AC, when he's 35, which would put her around 17, plus minus a few years, depending on how accurate Jorah was with this. She is now residing as head concubine to Tregar Ormollen in Lys. (A lot of ages on this post depend on him being so.)
Assuming there was a break between Alysanne and Lynesse, it could be theorized that Lynesse is the daughter of the third mother. Further removed than Leyla and more unlikely, but could Lynesse be a different female version for Leyton?
Gunthor Hightower-Fossoway Green (est. 272-285AC)
Being younger than Lynesse puts his birth no earlier than 272 AC and being older than Humfrey, no later than 285 AC.
We know of no other Gunthor within the Reach. It might be a name derived from Garth? If him and Humfrey were born in the 270s, it is likely for them to be the children of the last mother before Rhea Florent. If they were born in the latr 280s, they could be her sons, as Rhea's older sister, Melara Florent-Tarly, had her oldest son Samwell Tarly in 283 AC, and Rhea likely would have not had children before then. However, we also never see Sam thinking about Gunthor as a cousin.
Humfrey Hightower (273-285 AC)
In 300 AC, Humfrey is a known knight, which would make him the very least 15 at that point, putting his last possible birth year in 285 AC, and no earlier than Gunthor, earliest in late 272 AC.
The name Humfrey/Humphrey has appeared with Beesburys and Bulwers within the Reach.
This is all just speculation for the fun of it. I'm also currently working on a more thorough breakdown for the possible mothers and different possible sibling dynamics, one reason while some points are a bit wishy washy here, mostly to remember any thoughts I had.
Duties || D. Targaryen x oc (Dear Motherhood Series)
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“I want you all tending to my Lady Wife,” Daemon says whilst taking the 4 month old Aegon into his arms from the handmaidens. “But my Prince, who will tend to your children?” She questions anxiously. Daemon looks over his shoulder to Leyla laying in bed peacefully asleep.
“Their father of course. I’ve taken care of Alyssa and Baelon myself plenty of times before with ease. My dear Leyla is who you should be worrying about,” Daemon says just as Alyssa and Baelon come running in.
“Forigve me, my Prince, but now you have Aegon under your wing aswell-“ “You dare question my ability to look after my children?” Daemon interrupted her as her eyes widened. “I-I n-no of course not-“ “Good. My children will be by my side today,” He says before turning around and not giving the handmaiden another look.
Daemon and the children move over to where Leyla laid. A handmaiden pressing a damp cloth onto her forehead. She had not been taking the pregnancy well at all. The maesters had said that it was due to her body still recovering from giving birth to Aegon.
“Will mumma be okay?” Alyssa asks quietly as she looks up to her father, “Your mother is a strong woman. Of course she will be okay, don’t worry” He ran his fingers through her daughter’s platinum white hair in comfort.
Baelon, their second youngest, reached over carefully to his mother’s hand and placed a gentle kiss on it. This caused Leyla to slowly turn her head and smile weakly. “My darlings,” She spoke in quiet tone. “Mumma!” Baelon gasps as he quickly gets into bed with her, followed by Alyssa.
“Children, be gentle please, your mother still needs her rest,” Daemon chuckles, rocking Aegon as he watches the sight infront of him. “Please feel better mumma” Baelon says in a muffled tone as be hugs Leyla’s chest, Alyssa placing a kiss on her mother’s cheek. Leyla let out a soft chuckle.
“What is going on here?” Maester Mellos says as he walks in on the scene. “We’re making mumma feel better!” Baelon says enthusiastically as Mellos raises an eyebrow and looks to the Prince who chuckles. “Alright, Alyssa and Baelon let’s leave your mother to rest. You will see her later,” He helps the two down from the bed.
~
When Daemon said his children would be by his side, he quite literally meant it. He brought along his three children everywhere he went.
“The tourney is held tomorrow for the Queen’s name day celebrations, is there any word yet from the Starks about their appearance?” Daemon asks, before Lord Lyonel could even speak up, they were interrupted by Prince Baelon. “Father I’m bored!” He huffs.
Daemon looks around the table, a few pieces of parchment laid there, “Pass me a quill” He says as the lords stare at him dumbfounded. After a few seconds of silence Daemon speaks up again, irritated this time. “I asked if I could be brought a quill please,” Lord Beesbury quickly passed the Prince a quill.
“Here you go, share with your sister,” He passes the pieces of parchment and quill to Baelon who smiles and runs away. “We needed those parchment papers, Daemon” Otto sternly says after watching the whole ordeal, “And your grandson wishes to be entertained. We can always ask for more,” He shrugs.
~
“Ah! I’ve been looking for you, and my darling nieces,” Alicent makes her way to Daemon stopped middway in the corridor with the children to visit Caraxes, a request from Alyssa and Baelon themselves. “Auntie!” Baelon and Alyssa jump and down and engulf Alicent in a tight hug as she giggled.
“Where are you all off to?” She says looking at the children, though she was mostly aiming it to Daemon. The older Hightower sister tickles Aegon’s stomach as he hides his head in Daemon’s neck, his small giggles making the two adults chuckle. “The children wish to see Caraxes today,” He answers her sister-in-law.
“Oh.” Her face slowly drops, contrast to her sister, Alicent disliked dragons. She thought of them dangerous to their family. “I can take Aegon if you wish-“ She says in an unbeat tone, her hands reaching the babe in Daemon’s hold. “No. That is quite alright, Alicent,” He slightly moves away from her as she was taken aback.
“Bye auntie Alicent!” Baelon and Alyssa say in-sync as the wave and run along with Daemon following behind. Alicent watches as the family leave the castle, she shook her head to herself and let out a small chuckle before turning to leave herself.
Caraxes was a complete softie for Daemon and Leyla’s children. At first, Leyla was skeptical about introducing her children to the dragon but trusted Daemon. Caraxes was after all, Daemon’s dragon, an extension of him.
When Leyla was first pregnant with Alyssa, Caraxes was always placing his snout on her middle section. He could sense whenever there was a child growing in Leyla. So when the Alyssa was born, they made sure to visit Caraxes and introduce him to the newest edition of the family.
It soon became tradition as they did the same with the next two. The children had dragons of their own, even Aegon, but nothing compared to their father’s infamous blood-wyrm. Alyssa and Baelon adored Caraxes strangely enough, always petting him and pulling at his feet while Caraxes laid back, often huffing in annoyance which was hilarious to watch.
“Hello Caraxes!” “Mumma is not feeling well so we came to visit you!” The two Targaryen children run up to Daemon’s dragon. The dragon keepers always watch in amazement as the two children manage to get closer to Caraxes than them.
The dragon keeper’s practically held their breath as Caraxes stretches his long neck over to where Daemon stood with Aegon. His snout moves to where the 4 month old was in Daemon’s arms. Little Aegon reached his hand out and the blood wyrm closed his eyes and allowed for the young boy to caress him.
Daemon watched with a smile. Seeing the children enjoy Caraxes’ presence and vice versa, never fails to make him happy. If Alicent was there, she would have already fainted seeing her precious nieces that close to the dragon.
~
The crowd of Lords and Ladies all murmur as they watch Alyssa, Baelon, and Daemon walk in, Aegon in his hold. They were running behind time for Alicent’s birthday celebration in the throne room; Alyssa was fussing about which dress she wanted to wear.
The sight of Daemon and his children never failed to make people talk. Maybe it was because of the fact that they would never have expected him to be a father to children, yet alone three—soon to be four. Alyssa and Baelon clung to their father’s side as they walked down the middle, all eyes on the family.
Alyssa and Baelon curtsy when they reach the table where Viserys and Alicent watch with smiles on their faces. “Happy Nameday, Auntie” Baelon says as Alyssa hands a present to Alicent.
~
Leyla walked around the castle in search of her Husband and children, she had felt much better and had energy to walk around. She had just missed her sister’s feast which finished 4 hours ago.
“Where could they be..” She says to Alyssane who accompanied her incase she felt ill again. She walks past her solar, the door slightly ajar making her stop in her tracks and look back. Quietly opening the door wider, her heart melted at the scene infront of her.
Daemon asleep on the daybed, Aegon asleep on his chest and Baelon and Alyssa snuggled to their father’s chest. “The prince had the children by his side all day today,” Alyssane whispered making Leyla look to her. She looked back at her Husband and children, she knew Daemon was an amazing father and she was glad she’s able to create a family for the two of them.
My headcanons on Lord Leyton Hightower's children:
Children of Leyton by his first wife:
Baelor Hightower (born 255 AC), his eldest son and heir. Known as Baelor Brightsmile. Married Lady Rhonda Rowan in 275 AC, at the age of 20;
Malora Hightower (born 257 AC), his eldest daughter. Known as the Mad Maid;
Alerie Hightower (born 259 AC), his third child and second daughter. Married Lord Mace Tyrell in 273 AC, at the age of 14. Had four children: Willas Tyrell in 274 AC, Garlan Tyrell in 277 AC, Loras Tyrell in 282 AC, and Margaery Tyrell in 283 AC;
Garth Hightower (born 261 AC), his fourth child and second son. Known as Garth Greysteel.
Children of Leyton by his second wife:
Denyse Hightower (born 264 AC), his fifth child and third daughter. Married Ser Desmond Redwyne in 281 AC, at the age of 17. Had one son, Denys Redwyne, in 282 AC;
Leyla Hightower (born 266 AC), his sixth child and fourth daughter. Married Ser Jon Cupps in 284 AC, at the age of 18;
Alysanne Hightower (born 268 AC), his seventh child and fifth daughter. Married Lord Arthur Ambrose in 284 AC, at the age of 16. Had one son, Alyn Ambrose, in 285 AC.
Children of Leyton by his third wife:
Lynesse Hightower (born 272 AC), his eighth child and sixth daughter. Lord Tywin Lannister sought her hand in marriage for his son Tyrion, but her father refused the match. She married Ser Jorah Mormont, Lord of Bear Island, in 289 AC, at the age of 17. Ser Jorah was attainted in 292 AC for practicing slavery. They separated later that year, and Lynesse became the concubine of Lyseni merchant prince Tregar Ormollen;
Gunthor Hightower (born 274 AC), his ninth child and third son. Married Lady Jeyne Fossoway of New Barrel in 297 AC, at the age of 23;
Humfrey Hightower (born 276 AC), his tenth child and fourth son.
Children of Leyton by his fourth wife, Lady Rhea Florent:
So Soon || D. Targaryen x oc (Dear Motherhood Series)
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summary: Leyla is in denial that she may be blessed with another child again so soon after giving birth to her third child.
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“Can’t you make it any tighter?” Leyla groans as her closest handmaiden, Alyssane, struggles to tighten her dress . “Not if you want to breathe, my Lady” She chuckles before going back to work.
The young hightower lets out a frustrated sigh. “I don’t understand-“ “Perhaps, sister, you have been blessed again” Alicent pipes in, her eyes looking up from the book she was occupied with. Leyla turned her head to her older sister’s direction. She chortled at the suggestion.
“Don’t be ridiculous, sister. I just had a baby” She said in a matter of fact tone, her hand resting on her stomach. She honestly couldn’t imagine having another kid so soon. Only being eighteen and possibly having four kids already? There was no response apart from a simple hum. Leyla looked at herself through the mirror. There could be a possibility but there was no way she was pregnant that soon.
~
“That bastard should be fed to Caraxes for thieving in our bedchambers!” Daemon fumes as he paces infront of the breakfast table where Leyla sat, a 10 day old Aegon in her arms as Alyssa and Baelon played with their wet nurse.
“He didn’t steal anything of value, Husband. Besides, he’s locked up now-“ “But what if you were there when he came in hm?” Her voice was cut off by his. “W-what if the children were there, especially if Aegon was there sleeping-“ “Which he wasn’t. Daemon, it’s alright. The children are alright. And you know that they are always accompanied.”
Leyla takes ahold of Daemon’s forearm as he looks down at her. “If something ever were to happen to our children and I wasn’t able to help it, I would never forgive myself.” He stares intensely at his wife. “Nothing is going to happen to them” She gives a reassuring smile before looking down at Aegon.
Daemon’s face softens as he looks down at his son in awe. “Breakfast, my Prince, my Lady” A maid curtsies as plates of food were placed in front of the couple. Leyla’s face scrunches in disgust. “Is there a problem?” Daemon questions noticing her twisted face.
She didn’t know what overcame her but the smell of the food was overwhelming her and making her sick in the stomach. “I-God I feel like I’m going to throw up” Leyla abruptly stands up passing Aegon to the wet nurse and leaving the room.
“Children,” Daemon calls out. Both Alyssa and Baelon look at their father, “Come here and eat breakfast while I check on your mother” He simply says before following his wife.
“Leyla?” Daemon knocks on their door to the their bedchambers. Silence greeted the prince before footsteps could be heard. Leyla opens the door with an awkward smile. “Are you alright?” Daemon raises an eyebrow at his wife as she nodded. “Quite. I think I just need water” She brushes past him without saying another word.
~
Not even a month later, everyone at court were whispering about speculations that Leyla and Daemon were expecting their fourth child. Their theirs child, Aegon, had only been born a mere twenty days ago.
When Leyla walked through the corridors of the Red Keep, whispers stopped as they glance at the young mother. She had no idea that it had spread around, and was the topic of everyone’s conversation. But she could wrap her head around why.
Maybe it was because she just had Aegon not even two weeks ago? Maybe it was simply because they were shocked that she was expecting another child only at the age of eighteen with three children under her wing. People would have never expected Daemon to be father of four children, let alone one
“I think I’m with child again, sister” Leyla holds Alicent’s hands in hers as she sniffled, tears welling in her eyes. “Oh but that is such good news Leyla-“ She stops mid sentence as she notices Leyla’s unhappy face.
“Why aren’t you happy then? You love your children plus-“ “Of course I love my children Alicent!” She snaps, “I love them, truly, with all my heart but I just dread-“ Leyla takes a deep breath calming herself down slightly and takes a seat beside Alicent.
“It’s not the children that I hate, God of course not” She lightly chuckles at herself, “It’s the pregnancies I have to endure for nine unbearable months” Leyla sits there fidgeting with her fingers. Alicent opens her mouth but nothing comes out.
She had no idea her sister felt that way. “Can you imagine swelling up and everyone whispering behind your back? Whispers about how I’m carrying Daemon’s child at this age or how I’m incapable of raising children.” Tears slowly fall down Leyla’s cheeks before Alicent embraces her younger sister in a much needed hug.
“I am so sorry. I never knew you felt that way Leyla” Alicent quietly spoke as she rubbed her sisters’ back in comfort. The younger Hightower pulls back, wipes her tears, and gives a small smile. “Father would be happy wouldn’t he?” She laughs to herself as Alicent frowns.
“Leyla you shouldn’t care about what Father thinks,” Leyla knew that. She really shouldn’t. After all, he was the main root of this all. Forcing her to marriage the Prince only at fifteen and ever pressuring her to bear his children so quickly. But deep down she did want Otto’s approval. “I know.”
~
tike-skip to the end of Second Choice ~
“Daemon?” Leyla starts, “Hmm?” Daemon hums, busy with peppering your hand with kisses. “I’m pregnant.” He pauses his actions as he stares at his wife in shock. “Say something, please.” Leyla grows anxious.
Next thing she knew, Daemon made his way to her and kissed her. “That is wonderful news, sweet girl. Our family only keeps growing” He says softly as he looks at their children. Leyla says nothing but just smiles.
“Are you not happy?” The Prince looks down at her as he notices her silence. She pulls him down to sit beside her. “Of course I’m happy Daemon-“ “But?” He interrupts.
Tears started forming in her eyes once again. “It is just so soon, Daemon.” She shakes her head, Daemon stays silent and listens. “I’m blessed to be carrying your child, truly, but I just had Aegon, not even a month ago. This is all happening so fast, I’m eighteen and now I’ll be mother to four?” She furrows her eyebrows, her gaze on the fireplace infront of her.
“Being pregnant is nothing but draining, Husband.” Leyla finally looks at Daemon. He doesn’t utter a word but instead, he pulls Leyla in for a hug. “iksā sīr kostōba se nēdenka, nyke gīmigon kostā gaomagon bisa. iksan kesīr tolvie dekuragon hen ñuhoso” He whispers in his mothers’ tongue. Something Leyla had mastered to understand. (you are so strong and brave, i know you can do this. i am here every step of the way)
“I’m so grateful to have you with me as my Husband, and father to our darling children” She cracks a smile. Her gaze once again drifting to her beautiful children.
~
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Did You Like Them? || D. Targaryen x oc (Dear Motherhood Series)
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summary: A heartfelt conversation between Leyla and her closest handmaiden reveals her feelings towards her first child, Alyssa.
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Leyla quietly moved her feet towards the nursery. The whole of castle were fast asleep and yet she was still awake, except for the few guards around, including the two infront of the nursery. She quietly opened the door and closed it slowly. Daemon was still asleep in their bedchambers.
The young Lady walked closer to the crib at a slow pace where her daughter, Alyssa laid asleep. She crouched down beside her, her eyes studying every feature of her face. Alyssa looked very much Leyla, except for the silver hair that she inherited from Daemon.
With so much intent, Leyla stayed there for the next 10 minutes, Alyssa’s chest falling up and down at a steady rate. The door quietly opened as Alyssane, her closets friend and handmaiden, approaches her. “My Lady, what are you doing up at this hour?” she asked before crouching down beside the babe’s crib.
“I like watching her sleep,” Leyla spoke in a soft voice, admiring her daughter. A smile makes it to Alyssane’s lips, “When my children were babies, it was my favourite time too,” She says as the two make eye contact and chuckle softly.
Visiting Alyssa in the middle of the night was a daily occurrence for Leyla. Of course, Leyla often saw her daughter throughout the day but it felt different watching her at night, all alone. Whenever they were around the castle or outside, the young Hightower would often feel quite awkward holding her own child.
The looks she would be given or the whispers that would go around drove her insane. So she rather enjoy her daughter’s presence alone, without the prying eyes of court. Leyla’s eyes flicker to Alyssane, she hesitates before opening her mouth to ask her question.
“Did you like them?” She felt herself holding a breath, “Straight away?” Alyssane’s eyes snap to Leyla. She noticed her hesitation before she covered it with a small smile. “Well, I was pleased they were healthy. I would’ve killed anyone that could cause them any harm.”
“Like them? I think that comes later, my Lady” Leyla listens intently. “When I look at her,” She starts, her fingers moving away a stray lock of hair fallen on Alyssa’s face, “All I can remember is the pain of giving birth to her. Those horrible nine months I had to endure.” Leyla confessed.
Alyssane held her hand in a comforting manner. “Having a baby is a sacrifice aswell as a blessing,” Alyssane added with a sad smile. Leyla knew that when she found out she was with child, her childhood was being sacrificed. It took her some time to accept the cold truth.
“I’m afraid, Alyssane. Father is asking for more grandchildren and there’s no doubt Daemon wishes for more heirs from me,” Otto had been on Leyla’s back on having children well, ever since she married Daemon. Even more after she had her first, Alyssa.
“Don’t be, my Lady. You are incredibly strong, having a child at ten-and-five? Not many people can do that and still continue with a smile on their faces. These feelings you’re feeling right now? They will blow over and overtime, when you look at Alyssa, you will feel a sense of accomplishment”
Leyla looked back over at peaceful Alyssa, “Thank you Alysanne,” she smiled gratefully at her friend’s comforting words.
~
It was the Hour of the Owl and once again, Leyla slipped out of Daemon’s hold and quietly moved away from the bed and into the corridors. The brunette was only helped guided by the burning torches that lit up the castle, although it was nearly impulse that led her to her daughter’s nursery.
That day had been particularly hard for Leyla. Otto had found out that she had been talking about finding ways to slow down the chances of becoming pregnant. That earned Leyla a harsh slap across her face.
The young Hightower didn’t dare to tell her Lord Husband out of embarrassment. Leyla was slightly surprised to see her daughter eyes wide awake. She quickly moved to her and carefully picked her up as Alyssa cooed making her mother smile.
She opened the curtains to allow light from the moon to seep through the nursery. There, Leyla stood cradling her daughter in her arms as she sung a sweet lullaby. She cherished these moments she shared with her first born, away from the bustling of court.
Leyla was slightly startled when she felt a pair of strong arms wrap themselves around her waist. “Husband,” “Wife,” He replied back in a husky voice, his head rested on her shoulder as they both look down at their daughter. “I thought I might find you here, pray do tell, what are you doing here at this hour of the night?” He spoke calmly, leaving a small trail of kisses along her shoulder and neck.
“I could not find sleep Daemon, and neither could your daughter it seemed” She softly chuckled as he joined. “Can I?” Daemon tilted his head to Alyssa as Leyla nodded. She carefully passed the 2 month old babe to her father as he softly patted her back, a soft tune coming out of his mouth in his mother’s tongue.
Leyla thought it would be impossible to fall in love with Daemon even more, well that changed ever since he became a father. He was such a huge softie when it came to Alyssa and she liked that he only reserved this side for her.
In just a few minutes, Alyssa had fallen asleep. Daemon slowly laid her down in her crib as the two stand in each other’s arm admiring the tiny human being they created. “Goodnight, my darling” Leyla leaned down to whisper to her before placing a gentle kiss on the forehead.
Daemon smiled as he watched the whole interaction. He always knew Leyla would be a great mother to his children. The couple quietly walked back to their bedchambers hand in hand with smiles on their faces.
