𝒜𝓁𝒾𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝐻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇

"You haven't answered my question," she retorted. The Targaryens had a habit of doing that with her, apparently. "You've always seemed to prefer Dragonstone and Flea Bottom." It wasn't only that which had her uneasy. A new crown, seized through conquest in an already conflict prone area seemed unwise. When they did have a son, she had no wish for him to be ushered out of the kingdom hurriedly, afraid he'd be killed if he doesn't take the throne.

He was trying to change the subject, something else he seemed to do quite a bit. "I'm serious."