Yes, there is...

"Yes ..." Dany whispered, looking at him "There is!" For a moment Aegons heartbeat fastened and his pants tightened around his manhood. I am going to mount my crazy aunt tonight he thought blushing.

Dany pushed his Hand away. Gently, without breaking eye contact. "You could consult men wiser then you to make sense out of the images of my Dragon Dream and have council with your master of whispers to search for events that fit the shadow of the abstract within its content." She said with a sweet smile that didn't reach her eyes. She looked down at him, her gaze brushing his bulge. "As your wise scholarly father would have done..."

With those words the princess rose from the king's bed and excused herself from her nephew's chambers.

Aegon sat there for a moment "Well that did not go as planed" he muttered to himself. He looked down at himself noticing the mast that was almost painfully erect, despite Dany having left his room. "What to do with that now..."

Dany slid through the secret passage, passing two levels of the red keep and a dozen guard posts without being noticed, until she emerged behind a plain granite pillow in a bad lit corridor of Maegors.

Well that did not go as desired she reflected. She had hoped her handsome Egg would at least take her gift as serious as Rhaegar, if not being as arcane inclined as her late brother. But it seemed that the mocking resentment of the established court culture towards the higher mysteries had infected even the seed of the Dragon itself. Too bad really... When the powerful youth had made his advantage at the young "maid" she'd actually been receptive. Her valyrian heritage made her passionate and drawn to her own. Fyre. It was in her blood. But rewarding Aegons bad behavior by giving her access to her womanhood would be the wrong move. She had to be careful cultivating her power base after Rhaegars untimely ****. Too bad, really... Even though his words had been facade, she had felt her body response to the kings display of desire. "And his urge seemed to be as big as his sires..." She felt flushed. Her core had responded with shivering heat and a slight gush of moisture. He pupils where probably dilated.

But how ever Aegons disposition to magic and prophecy was, it would have been no sound action to waste her first time with him regardless. In his eyes she was a maiden after all. Letting herself seduce by him was a piece best used at given time, when this move would provide the greatest gain.

For now it would fall to her to explore the nature of there most recent Dragon Dream. Consulting the books, poking around about world events and of course writing the content down for later revisitation. The pulsating urge between her legs did not quite fit the dry nature of the endeavor. "FIRE AND BLOOD!" she reminded herself, feeling the power of her desires filling her veins with purpose. The visit in the library had to wait. She had other Dragon needs that had to be sated first...