Rhaegar gave a small smile as he felt his young sister, and his wife, leaning against him as they sat under a tree together. His fingers plucking the harp to create a beautiful tune.

Rhaegar listened as his sister-wife hummed in sync with the tune he was creating, his eyelashes fluttering as he looked over at her.

"Your voice is beautiful, sister. Why not sing instead of hum?"

Rhaegar suggested, his head tilting to the side as he searched her gaze with his own, the soft breeze blowing past the two siblings.

"I hope our children have your voice."

Rhaegar commented with a whisper whilst he continued strumming the harp.