"I am Daenaera of House Targaryen, the blood of Old Valyria, the blood of the dragon. I was King's Viserys first born daughter, and named Heir to the Iron Throne. I will bow to no man, much less the blood of a usurper." - Queen Daenaera Targaryen
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The night went smoothly, Aegon woke Daenaera up cuddling closer to his sister. "Dae-dae." He said touching her face, Daenaera opened her eyes. The sun was coming beginning to rise.
"Sweetling." She said, she pulled him in her arms, before rising from the bed, she wanted to watch the sunrise with Aegon. She walked to the balcony, to show him something special, that she enjoyed, Aegon was her own boy. She loved him like she would love her own child, she would fight and die for him. "Sun. Vezos. Aegon, can you say Vezos?" She attempted to teach him a word in High Valyrian. Aegon reached out for the sun as if he could touch it, she giggled at him.
