Melisandre

Aegon Was Personally Happy To Find That The Temple Had Sent An Expert Red Priest, Who Was Not Only Knowledgeable, But By Far The Most Beautiful Redhead Aegon Had Had The Pleasure Of Feasting His Eyes On. "Your Name?" Asks Aegon. "Melisandre Of Asshai." Says The Red Woman. "I Trust You Know Of My Desire For Knowledge, Or Rather The Power Knowledge Begets?" Asks Aegon. "I Am, I Am Also Aware Of Your Lack Of Faith, In The Seven." Says Melisandre, Catching Aegon's Attention. "I'm Going To Tell You A Story Of The Day Of My Birth, and The Belief He Held From What Flew Above." Says Aegon Motioning For Melisandre To Sit. "When I Was Born, A Comet Of Blood Flew Through The Heavens, and My Father Believed Me To Be Azor Ahai. Now Let Us Speak Of The Prophecy." Says Aegon

"After a long summer, when the stars bleed and the cold breath of darkness falls heavy on the world."

"When the red star bleeds and the darkness gathers."

"He shall be born again amidst smoke and salt."

"He shall wake dragons out of stone."

"He shall draw from the fire a burning sword, Lightbringer."

"Now Let Us Hear Of What The Targaryen Archives Have Said: If Azor Ahai is the same as the prince that was promised: He is born of the line of Aerys II and Rhaella, according to the woods witch, But His is the song of ice and fire, according to Rhaegar Targaryen." Says Aegon.

"I Know The Stories." Says Melisandre. "I'm Not Finished, I Was Born On The Day A Bloody Red Comet Passed Over This City, My Ancestors Were Born Of Amidst Smoke and Salt, But I Have Not Done Anything To Wake Dragons From Stone." Says Aegon. "What Are Trying To Say?" Asks Melisandre. "As You Can See, I've Been Translating High Valyrian Into Common, Do You See What It Says?" Asks Aegon. "Where Did You Get These? Asks Melisandre, Passing Her Hand Over The Delicate Vellum Scrolls. "Wasn't Cheap, But We Did Get Them, That's The Main Thing." Says Aegon. "These Incantations Describe How To Revive Stone Eggs, and The Price To Pay." Says Melisandre. "I Want You To Study These, Learn What You Can, When You've Gleaned All You Can, Review Your Findings, Go Over It Again, and Review It Until Your Satisfied Nothing Has Been Missed. Once You've Done That, Bring It To Me, and I'll Do What Is Needed To Complete It, But Until Then My Faith In R'hllor Is Incomplete." Says Aegon. "I Will Not Fail You Your Grace." Says Melisandre. "No, I Don't Believe You Will." Says Aegon As He Departs.

Aegon Was Walking Through The Targaryen Vault's, Where His Father Had Stored Relics Of Their Bygone Ancestors and Times. He Came To A Large Ornate Chest, and Opened It. Five Eggs Sat Nestled In The Chest, Turned To Stone By The Passage Of Time and Neglect. "Ser Arthur, Ser Richard, Ser Barristan, Please Escort This Chest To The Lady Melisandre, I'll Be Out Shortly." Says Aegon As The Three Kingsguard Take The Heavy Chest Out and Away Leaving Ser Garth To Stand By His King. "What Are You Looking For Your Grace?" Asks Ser Garth. "My Father Once Said We Had Old Valyrian Weapons Here, I Aim To Find Them." Says Aegon, As He Surveys The Room, Looking For Anything Out Of Place, Or That Seems Like It Would Be Better Served To Be Anywhere But A Royal Vault.

Aegon's Eyes Settle On A Large Lock Box, It's Locks Very Unique, and The Metals Unusual For A Lock Box. "Now Why Would Someone Reinforce A Lock Box With Red Gold??" Aegon Asks Ser Garth As He Opens The Box After Clearing The Space For It To Be Opened. He Finds A Large Cloth Rapped In Something, He Pulls It Open, Revealing A Splendid Valyrian Bastard Sword. "Well, It's Not Dark Sister, Or Blackfyre, But A Bit Of Redoing, and It Should Work. Let's See What Else We Can Get From This Box." Says Aegon As He Searches The Remaining Contents, and Finds A Number Of Daggers, Short Swords, A Pair Of Axes, and A Valyrian Steel Rapier, and A Great Sword and A Longsword. "I'm Not Even Going To Bother Trying To Figure Out Who Would Make A Rapier Of Valyrian Steel." Says Aegon As He Flexes The Blade In His Hand. "Maybe Dany Will Like It." Aegon Notes, Before Handing The Rapier, Axes, and One Of The Knives To Garth. Aegon Slings The Greatsword Over His Shoulder, The Longsword At His Hip and Carries The Bastard Sword and Daggers In A Bundle In His Arms. "Where To Your Grace?" Asks Ser Garth. "Call Varys To The Small Council Room, I Want His Input." Says Aegon.