Reincarnation AU; Aegon IV

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Aegon remained silent as she spoke of her brother trying his best not to imagine the immense pressure on the young child having to go into exile and raising not a child while being a child. Aegon took back the cloth and tucked it back in his pouch and took the goblet that was handed to him, tentatively taking a sip of the wine tasting the fruity aftertaste. “They were. They didn’t have to be, but they were.” Daenerys calling what he had grown up thinking as his parents, even when he was older and understood who they were and who he was…Benefactors…It didn’t seem right.

“No. They didn’t, Your Grace. I don’t expect to charm anyone. I came here to simply find what’s left of my family. I was expected to at some point come and take the throne back, trained and taught so if Viserys failed, there would still be hope for the Targayrens and those who still supported them.” Aegon explained. “How will you know if I speak the truth? Can your dragons sniff out liars?” Aegon asked, tilting his head a bit as he thought about what she would do with him now that he was here.

“I do not wish to steal your dragons. They are fierce and majestic beasts. But yours, nonetheless.” Thanks to the memories that filtered in through his dreams and waking days from a previous life he knew dragons well. To be able to see one with his own eyes, to touch one…That would be something. “Who would steal dragons from you…children from a mother, is wishing for death. Surprised he lasted three days.” Aegon shifted in his seat as he took another sip of the wine.

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The latest arrival to Dragonstone had requested a private audience which was not entirely out of the ordinary, so he was brought to the library where Daenerys awaited. She did not rise when he entered and spoke, but when he pulled back his hood, Dany rose to her feet in a flash. His silver hair held the same hints of gold as her own, but she had dealt with impostors in the past.

“I would know who pledges themselves to me,” she told him taking a few steps closer. Now, Dany could see the lines of his face more clearly, how they mimicked her own but in a masculine way. It was his eyes, however, that caught her attention and made her heart beat a bit faster. Could the rumors be true? she wondered.

“I am Prince Aegon Targaryen of House Targaryen. Sixth of his name, The phoenix, son of Prince Rhaegar Targayen and Elia Martell. Your nephew.” Aegon announced as he clasped both hands in front of him as he watched her rise from her seat and moved closer to him. Aegon stayed where he was, intrigued by the woman’s movements. So, this was his Aunt? The fearsome Daenerys Stormborn. He had to say for as short and piete as she was there was a regal grace about her, a strength as well that could only be from her time with the Dothraki and learning to be a Queen.

“I have no wish to take back the Throne. It is not my destiny to rule.” Not this time and place at least. “I only wish to see our family where they should have been for the last twenty two years.” He explained as he finally made a step towards the Queen.

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“Queen Daenerys, I come to you as a boon, I offer you my services as best I may.”

He announces as fingertips pull down his hood, reveling his silver trademark hair of a Targayren. He shouldn’t have been alive but by the grace of the Gods, Aegon IV stood before his Aunt, while she had been graced with dragons and a will of iron, he had been graced with the notion that his life was not his first and he had once carried the same name long, long ago.

“If you will have me in your court that is”