Princess Daenerys

Aegon the Sixth brazened himself to welcome his older sister in his arms and to carry her slender body to his bed, to immense in hours of incestuous lovemaking. But to his surprise it was not Rhaenys quickly bursting through the door before closing it behind her. Instead of his dark haired tanned sister, before him stood a petite silver haired girl who's pale white skin was flushed with excitement.

"Dany!?" gasped Aegon, his voice a mix of surprise and worry. It was not like his cousin to sneak into his room. "Everything alright?"

"Yes. No! I mean...!" Daenerys gasped.

Aegon noticed that she was shaking. "What is it?" he asked, but then he noticed that his aunt was in her nightgown. He counted two and two together. He gently took her into his arms and hugged her softly while stroking her long silvery hair. "Dreams?" he asked.

"No..." She answered, looking right at him, her eyes seeming alive with purple ember "Dragon dreams!"