I didn't know that existed. I guess I am. My father was a Targaryen prince and my mother was a lady of House Stark. I never knew either of them. She died giving birth to me and he died before I was born. I guess they would have told me about it.

( Jon slips his arm around Rhaenyra to steady her a little and feels terrible for having brought up such things in such a public place. He'd just been so shocked to see a Targaryen, to see a flash of what could have been Daenerys, that everything had just come pouring out. )

I'm sorry for just...saying everything. I thought you were her. Daenerys. You looked like Daenerys but when I got closer I just realized you were a Targaryen and not her. I guess if you ever get to see your father again, you can tell him that he was right. Everything is at peace now.