We'll just have to talk about it, then. I don't know why this place wants us here or what it thinks it will gain by having two Targaryens but I think we both know we're too stubborn for that. Anyone who can ride a dragon can defy the gods, right?

( Jon smirks a little and squeezes her hand again. It just feels good to share something with someone again and he shares a lot with Rhaenyra for all that they're separated by time. )

The Seven, anyway. We keep to the Old Gods in the North. Who knows, maybe they were dragons. Nobody ever says what they looked like.