“Yes I’d rather like that very much” He replied with a relieved smile. “Thank you” he extended his gratitude once more as they walked through the gardens after making their way past the guards and soldiers. Aegon’s gardens…His gardens. It wasn’t long till Daenerys spoke of her birth and much of her childhoods and he listened intently,. So, she’d been orphaned along with her elder brother while the eldest had been killed. He knew some of the story, the small port city hadn’t been totally out of the loop of Westerosi news.
“As I said before I was but a babe when I was taken from my true mothers arms and whisked away to Braavos. Grew up there and learned many skills as I grew. Can’t say i endured as much hardships and yourself and Viserys” Aegon paused as he closed his eyes as a hand brushed against the maze’s walls as they strolled through the gardens and he opened his eyes after the familiar feelings washed over him, wondering if he should tell Daenerys the truth or if it would be too early to do so.
“But there is something I wish to tell you and I’m not sure where to begin” He told her as he knew the end of the maze was coming up and he let out a low trill of a whistle, something that had once called Balerion the Dread to him and wondered for a moment if those dragons of Daenerys’s would answer his call though he figured not as they had been bonded to Daenerys. “Ever since I was a babe, I had flashes of memories, My mother told e i was just dreaming, and later as I grew up to stop day dreaming.” He paused once more as they neared the exit, still shaky as he was speaking the truth and waited to hear the beats of the dragon wings but couldn’t hear anything. “I relived moments of the past with such realism I could feel it. It felt real.” His face turned to look at her, eyes on hers. “Being named Aegon was not a coincidence. I’m Aegon the Conqueror, First of his name and Lord Protector of the Seven Kingdoms, reborn and reincarnated as Aegon IV.”
That was his secret and now it was out in the open, for her to decide what to do with this information. “I died in that very chamber of the painted table, I didn’t want to believe it myself at first. But after all I know and have seen I can’t deny that in my first life I was the founder of our great house.”