The bells chimed softly in her hair as she turned her head toward Aegon. He’s relaxed, even in this environment and she wondered at that. Even here, among all her people, safe, with the plans already in motion to capture the Iron Throne, Daenerys didn’t know how to ease the tension she felt. For too long, she’d been at the mercy of others and now, with Aegon’s arrival, she had finally found the family she’d always wanted in his easy, handsome company. She’s pleased, yes, but happiness was more elusive. Dany wouldn’t make the mistakes she made in Meereen, leaving enemies to flourish under her nose. “I will endeavor to do my best,” she answered him honestly.
“I am still learning much of Dragonstone from the staff who have been here longest. I was but a babe when I was taken to Essos ahead of the Usurper’s dogs,” Daenerys explained with a small shrug. The meal was a bit more lavish than usual, in honor of their newest guest, but not so much as to be wasteful. With the number of mouths to feed as she had here on the island and on the bit of mainland opposite, nothing would be wasted. It’s only after the head table was finished with their meal that the minstrel began playing a livelier tune. A few pairings moved to the open area and began dancing. Finishing her glass of wine, a servant moved to refill it but she shook her head ‘no’, before turning to Aegon. “I’m very curious to know in what ways our childhoods might have been similar, Aegon. Would you care for that tour now or was dancing on your agenda?”
“Dragonstone is quiet the place to live in, the halls echo history.” Aegon said, having only experienced Dragonstone in his dreams and it had been wonderful exploring it then but seeing it in person was more wondrous and beautiful in person. He watched as some of the others that had been at the table started to dance and he watched with a pleased eye.
His attention was drawn back to Daenerys as she addressed him. “Dancing wasn’t in my agenda at first but I wouldn’t mind doing so if that’s what you want, Daenerys” Aegon answered truthfully as he rose from his seat to meet Daenerys having taken one last sip from his cup and straightened his tunic. “Did you travel much or did you have a few key places you lived in?”
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