Talks, Reports, and Travel Plans

~~~(POV: Daenerys Targaryen)~~~

~~~(Current Age: 13 Years)~~~

~~~(Location: The Velvet Hills, Flatlands of Pentos, Essos)~~~

~~~(Date: 297 AC)~~~

Rae immediately stands up and heads for Rhaenys. Leaving me alone by the log and under the starlight coming through the branches. That was the first time I've ever had a dream like that before, and this was a new experience for Raenon.

Given the little he's told me about his life, I can see that he's never been physical. Not with anyone. It's an unfamiliar sensation to him, and it scares him...

He's probably so used to pain that something feeling good would shock him... I didn't think about that during the moment I kissed him... But it felt right... I can't deny it... I finally feel like the piece of me that's been missing is here.

I watch as he gently scratches Rhaenys and gets the places the dragon can't. It's a funny sight watching a dragon lean into someone's scratches. But Rhaenys wouldn't let anyone else do that. Dragons are fiercely loyal. That was something I learned from one of the few books I had.

Viserys would make sure I only had enough to read to pass the time. He never wanted me to learn too much. Learn enough to challenge him and his will.

But my attention falls back on Rae as I see him smile from the side, and his eyes are closed. He's in a peaceful and happy moment with Rhaenys. His hair looks to be taken care of. I couldn't imagine what it looked like before he was in Asshai.

His eyes open, and he looks at me. And as I see him, he turns away back to Rhaenys. He stole a glance, and I'm curious as to why. He's still apprehensive about what our family does.

We're both 13 years old, and that means we're still kids. But I do not deny the thoughts and feelings I'm having... Raenon is beautiful... It's in our Targaryen blood... Not only that... He's kind, and he saved me... He saved my life.

If we were to enter into a situation where he beds me, I wouldn't deny him... I wouldn't resist that... Not after all the things I feel...

"Why did you steal a look?"

My question is soft and at the perfect pitch to hear me from where I'm sitting in the dirt against the log.

His head slowly turns, and he looks at me. And he hesitates to speak. I watch as Rhaenys bumps him away with her head and back to me. He nearly falls, and he turns to stare at Rhaenys in disbelief. The dragon lets out a small groan before resting again.

Now that Rhaenys doesn't hold his attention, he turns back to me and rubs the back of his neck. His approach is slow, and he sits on the log.

"I was actually wondering about the clothes you're wearing... I believe they're what you wear for a wedding ceremony. They're... Exaggerating..."

I look down at the clothes I'm wearing and see his point. While beautiful, they're not the best for traveling and moving around in general.

But I'm disappointed in him only looking at me because of that... I hope it isn't true... Our dreams have kept us connected for so long... I've had a powerful bond with Raenon before I even met him... He didn't know the girl in his dreams was me, so he didn't develop the feelings I have...

I've always viewed the Raenon in my dreams as someone I could trust and love... The dream me was a representation of me... That's why I feel this way...

"Was that the only reason you were looking at me?"

This time, I bring my arms up and rest the top half of my body on his lap.

The violet eyes that match mine look back at me from above, and I see what I've been seeing. He looks away and stares into the dirt.

"Would you believe me if I said it was? This is not something I saw coming, Dany... I'm not sure how to feel about this whole incest thing..."

He views it as incest.

But I don't.

Not with Raenon. I don't view what I feel and think about Raenon as incest. There is no such thing as incest in the Targaryen family.

Not truly.

My time with Raenon within all of our dreams has been ones that involve battle, death, and pain... For the first time, we shared a dream that was warm, erotic, and lovely...

And it was one that I've been waiting for... In those dreams, he was always him. The warrior, the leader, and the enduring.

But the dream we shared... It was both our hearts and minds open... That's what a dream is...

Rushing him into what could be... That wouldn't work... I might prevent what the dream meant, and I don't want that... Letting Raenon come to me is the best choice.

"Rae..."

His head turns back to me as I use the shortened version of his name. And he looks at me with tired eyes. Eyes that have seen a lot of horrors in his life.

"Let's just sleep tonight. I know you're tired, and I am as well."

I grab his hands and pull him to the ground with me. He's lying behind me, between the log and my body. And I rest into his form. Even through his leather armor, I can feel how lean and strong his body is.

"I'll not argue there... I'm beat..."

His voice is getting shallow and exhausted. He uses his shoulder and arm as a pillow. I am... Hoping... For the dream to pick up where we left off, but if it doesn't, that's okay too.

Raenon has to warm to the thought of being with me. And I can wait for that.

~~~(POV: Ser Jorah Mormont)~~~

~~~(Current Age: 44 Years)~~~

~~~(Location: The Free City of Pentos, Essos)~~~

~~~(Date: 297 AC)~~~

Night has been a welcomed experience after today's events. Varys will want to know about what's happened here, and I've already sent a raven from the house he's provided me.

Raenon Targaryen lives...

And not only does he live, but he also has a dragon. One that's already bigger than a carriage. Khal Drogo wasn't happy at having the woman he was promised stolen. But Illyrio made sure Viserys was spared.

The wedding I witnessed today has fallen apart, and it's time I move on to other tasks. But I'll have to wait for Varys. And I shouldn't be saying today since it's deep into the night. I bet in a handful of hours. The sun will start rising.

"I wonder where you're going next..."

I don't know where Raenon and Daenerys will go, and I'm interested to see what happens. Abandoning Westeros has proved to be the best decision I've made. Primarily what I've heard about King Robert in the last few years.

Only time will tell what happens next...

~~~(POV: Raenon Targaryen)~~~

~~~(Current Age: 13 Years)~~~

~~~(Location: The Velvet Hills, Flat Lands of Pentos, Essos)~~~

~~~(Date: 297 AC)~~~

My eyes are harder to open with the morning light shining over the hill. The shade the tree provided yesterday evening is now further away. As one of my eyes opens, I see the white-haired head of Dany lying in my arms.

Going back to sleep last night was a good choice, and I'm a bit glad there weren't any dreams after sleeping again. It's rare to have that, but it's welcomed any time.

As I lean my body up, I have to take Dany with me, so she doesn't roll over uncomfortably. She rests in my arms and lap as I shift and look toward Rhaenys. She's waking up herself with a large yawn and a grumble.

"The nearest town that sells clothes and gear is Pentos... But I don't want to go there, so the next place is Norvos... There we can get Dany some clothes..."

The words leave my mouth calmly and softly. Thinking to myself out loud. At the sound of my voice, Dany stirs in my arms. Only to snuggle closer, not wanting to get up.

"Dany."

Saying her name has no effect, and I don't really want to stop her from sleeping... Plus, Rhaenys looks like she can use more rest... She doesn't look ready to fly...

"Ah, forget it..."

But since I'm already up, I'll keep brainstorming what to do after we're done in Norvos. Dany and I will have to talk about what we'll do with the 3 dragon eggs too. When we hatch them, we'll want to raise them in a safe and open place.

And currently, the best place to do that is Dragonstone. But there could be other places here in Essos. And I shouldn't discount them because I don't know they are there.

"Hmm... What time is it..."

There is no way for me to know the exact time, but it's early morning. And I didn't expect Dany to start waking up so soon. Not after refusing to hear me.

She wraps her arms around me and leans into me as deeply as she can. And the thoughts of yesterday enter my mind. I banish them just as fast before they cause anything else to rise.

"It's early still... You can keep sleeping if you want..."

In response to my offer, all I get is a long yawn and silence. Seems she's taking the offer of sleeping. I might as well get comfortable against the log. I might be here for a couple of hours.