Lettre à Maegor I Targaryen

My dear friend,

It's with great pleasure that I congratulate you and your husband on the birth of your daughter. I do not doubt that you were brave, and I hope your health is good as well, Princess Rhaenyra.
As for mine, it was declining quickly for a while until a good friend of mine came to my help. I'm doing better now, thanks to her. And I keep on enjoying this title we shared.

We never did, but I believe the same prophecy touched you as much as it did to me. Our blood and dynasty were always bound by blood and magic even before the Doom. I was never one to believe in such things as destiny before I met Alys and then Tyanna, we were meant to be, and ever since I came back to my own body for the first time, I started to believe.

I believe you, my friend. How could I not? After all, I read that your daughter met the same terrible fate as my children. Scaled, deformed, and dead in the womb. She came back to you because she was always meant to be yours. A princess of Targaryen blood, and I'm sure that she is perfect.

It's a great honor to know that my mother's name was chosen before and now again, by your husband and yourself. May your daughter be as strong and as wise as my good mother, may she be fierce and courageous like she is. And may she bring you joy and happiness as much as I'm certain she already does.
I have to admit that I am happy to know that the blood of Old Valyria still rushes in me as much as in your family. It seems that one day, maybe, my dream will come true if Tyanna and I come to an arrangement and that we seize from hating one another.

I promised your husband I shall bring an egg for the child and I intend to keep my promise. Once the maester permits it, I'll be on my way for Meereen.

Yours truly,
Prince Maegor of House Targaryen.

day 11 of the 7th month, year 875.

My friends,

I do not know how to write these words without my heart sinking underground. I have the most terrible pain to inform you of the passing of my gracious and fierce mother, Visenya Ist of her Name of House Targaryen, Queen of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lady of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm. She died last night, killed by an individual that we are searching for presently with the lady Commandant, your mother, the princess Alyssa.

I can’t even start to tell you how much grief and pain have fall onto me. I feel like she would never have died if I was there, next to her, instead of being exiled in the Vale. She died alone, in a cold throne room and I was never there to hold her hand. She will never meet her granddaughter, which destroys me even more. But I know that her murderer will suffer a thousand time more than I do once I catch him or her. They’ll die a long, agonising death, alone, away from everything and I shall rejoice in their suffering.

Please, my dearest friend, be careful out there and have my family in your prayer to the Fourteen and to Morghul. I hope He’ll fly my precious mother back to the dragontowers of Old Valyria where she’ll meet with her sister and Vhagar.

Yours truly,
Prince Maegor of House Targaryen of Dragonstone.