There was a war, when I was born. The Baratheon lord took over the Iron Throne and had all of the Targaryens killed. It's a dangerous thing to be. Not any longer, though. The world is different.

( It feels strange to talk about his world with someone who knows it but also doesn't know it - Rhaenyra is from a time where there were clearly more Targaryens around than just two and he wonders what it must have been like, to grow up with a family and know it to be yours. )

You have your family, then? In the Red Keep? I think you must be from my past...as strange as that sounds. When I come from, we had a long, bitter winter and we fought against the dead. It was Targaryen dragons that saved us, in part. Fire was the only thing that could kill them.