Aegon and Arenya

"It is the will of the king to serve his people, not himself. That is why once a man becomes King he uses the words We and Our, not mine or I." She smiled,"He has to decide if his decision will ultimately effect the outcome of his people of his kingdom. The ones that he chose to protect, the ones that he serve. He may rule over his people, but he needs them."

"That is the what it is to be King, your are basically a father making decisions for your subjects, good or bad. Your decisions determine the overall outcome of everything. Your word is law to protect your people."

Her smile widened,"I am sure the priests will enlighten you." Arenya then chuckled,"If Glutton was a God, I am sure he would be or maybe of good harvests, prosperity in crops. But again, the dragons are physical representations of the Gods. The twelve Valyrian Gods are represented by our dragons. Remember that and please do not insult the man", she chuckled.


"Listen to me... Advising you. My mother would drop dead if she knew I had this much to say and it made some form of sense." She drank from her glass. "I have knowledge but I chose to keep it to myself, such is the freedom of not being chose to be the sister-wife of the king in my youth. While he was being groomed to be King and she to be his wife, I was allowed to be where I wanted."

She sighed,"Your father knew me well enough, but I think as we became older." Arenya looked at him,"His focus drifted elsewhere."

Chuckling,"Nephew, I have never agreed with your grandmother. Past, present or future, I think the poor woman would rather have me a Silent Sister than her child at times." She listened to him as he talked about the events in Lys, sipping the remainder of the brandy,"I am sure, but... What will it cost the Realm as a whole?"

"With what happened in Lys, will it effect anything in the West? This is how you have to think. Now if you were protecting your family, then it was deserved. If it was done out of pride, then...." She shrugged. "What will you gain or lose 10, 20 years from now with what happened?"

She looked at him,"I hear you and I agree. WE should protect our family and we are Dragons and should not bend," Letting her eyes rest on the small amount of brandy in her glass,"but violence has to be to be answered with violence, nephew." Her eyes then fell on his. "And I'm sure you know this, when you're enemies come to collect they're not coming straight for you."

"They're going to attack what you love, everyone with you and save you for last. Have you even taken a moment to settle and assess the situation that was left behind in Lys since your departure?" Tasting the brandy,"These people are not Westerosi people, we do not know them or their tactics."

"Atleast attempt to get a word on Lys while we're here."

"Again I agree with you", she nodded. "We'll burn this place to the ground and leave the ashes behind." She ran her hand through her hair,"We are in a foreign land, even if our ancestors came from this side of the water."

"And no, we can't trust everyone that shows us a smiling face because they could be holding a kinife behind their backs."

"But we do need to send someone back or put their ear to the ground to hear something." Arenya sighed thinking,"This is a time we need that bastard Trajan and his bloody spies."

"Well personal feeling aside, the man is good at what he does",Arenya shrugged. "Your father seems to have no complaints on his services."

"Aside from that, sending a messenger was good idea." Leaning back onto the softness of her chair again,"But we need some knowledge at current."

"This just doesn't sit right with me. I wonder if the news of Lys has traveled to the ears of our hosts?", she looked at him. "I know I sound suspicious, but we are far from home, Aegon."

Arenya laughed at the comparison. "Yes he has a tendency tio rub off on me slightly."

"A spy network would take a lot of effort to maintain from Westeros to here, I agree. But it can't hurt to mention it to the King."

"Or we could leave someone here that we trust to gather, receive and transfer the information. Could prove not as costly as an entire network, we would just have to guarantee their safety."

She downed her sliver of remaining brandy,"Very good idea." Arenya grinned at him,"Yes off to bed with you, you look tired and enlightened all at the same time."

She nodded at him,"Yes we can venture there in the morning after breakfast, if you like? Hopefully my mother will not have us traipsing around and we can venture off to the temple."

She stood, bid him good night and watched him depart. After she was sure he was gone, Arenya donned her armor to provide watch over them with Brandon.

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Aegon came back the next day and knocked on his aunt's door again.

"I am," Aegon replied with a smile. He was dressed well but not over-formally, his axe at his hip. "Ready when you are."