Aegon had already prepared Jaehaera and Maelor for the long travels, and now he needed to prepare you. With the cat dagger in hand, and his crown in the other, he gently shook you awake.

“My dear, my child, come on, wake up now, we must leave.”

He gently tried to urge you awake, relieved when he saw your tired eyes, a relaxed smile coming to his lips.

“You’ll be coming with me to Dragonstone, so we need to get you ready.”