Baelon Calls on Daenerys

Dany opened the door herself, looking slightly surprised as if she had forgotten about the meeting. "Cousin Baelon," she greeted with a smile and stepped out of the doorway to let him enter. "Please, do come in."

"As stated in your letter," said Daenerys as she closed the door, finding his good mood rather addictive. She returned to her armchair and motioned for Baelon to take a seat as well. "I take it you talked to the king about your endeavor?"

Pleased at the news, Daenerys stood and walked to one of the cupboards, taking out a bottle of fine Arbor gold and two glasses, which she brought over to him. Leaning against the table next to him, she poured out the wine and handed one glass to Baelon. "Is this your way of inviting me along or are you trying to make me feel more involved by calling it 'our business'?" she asked with a twinkle in her eyes as she clinked their glasses together and took a sip.

Daenerys laughed. "Do not tell me you believe in these old wives' tales, cousin. And I am no sailor. I am a captain," she said. "What did the king say, exactly?"

"If he wasn't a king, he would be a poet," Dany replied with a slight smile. "Have you talked Celtigar and the others about this? I don't know much about these pirates and how big a fleet would be needed."

"Fair enough. Let me ask it this way, then - how many ships do you need?" she inquired.

Dany appeared quite amused, but was in truth just glad three was all he asked for. "Then you shall have your three ships. Although I wonder if there will be any profit in it for me after the crown reaps its share."

"Ah, at least it'll give the men something to do," she replied, looking satisfied with his answer. "When do you plan on leaving?"

"Ah yes, the bloodline of the legendary House Waters," she replied, a corner of her mouth twitching. "Of course, take your time. You will take Seaskimmer with you, I presume?"

Daenerys nodded. "We are the same, then. I myself will be leaving this city soon enough too. Back to Driftmark. And then, perhaps, I'll sail up to the mountains with Lord Arryn's son. He promised to show me around his home," she said, smiling at the thought of him.

"They have not," Dany replied, thinking about the offer. She had initially thought of giving her brothers free will in that regard, but the snotty way Jace had acted at their lovely dinner had been somewhat alarming. "My brothers have no lands," she said. "Would she be fine with that?"

"That would be fine by me, although I will not make any promises at this point," said Dany, who had to consider that Jacaerys was still her heir. "How old is she again?" she inquired.