Rhaenys looked down with a small amount of disappointment in herself. She had only manage to beat five in a row, but expected more from herself."I couldn't just let you lay in the dirt!" He replied, with a smile across his face seeing his sister healing. It was a technique he had learned from Visenya, after seeing her heal Orys to perfect condition. Although his skill with Yang paled in comparison to his sister, it mattered little in the grand scheme of returning Rhaenys to health. "It would be just like you to come to this lawless arena and battle for supremacy. How many did you kill before falling yourself?"
Only 5 of these warriors before I was overwhelmed. Some of these possess techniques and styles I've never seen before, something I need to be patient and understand. You were always the tactician, more suited towards command than I am. You do know me well though, I couldn't resist showing of our family's power in front of the locals.
She ran a hand down his broad chest, taking comfort in his embrace as she rest her head. His heart beat in time with hers, a simultaneous melody of passion.
I suppose we should move on. What has My King been up to while I've been out playing? I should be getting back to the land's I took over. They are up North, in a Land of Snow. While not entirely unpopulated, they do make suitable base camps if we need an expedition up North.
Rhaenys stood up slowly stretching out her legs, arms, back and eventually wings, flexing every muscle she could to make sure that her healing had complete. As Aegon stood with her she overlooked the seaside towards the north, pointing to a mountain far in the distance.
Should you need to find me again, I will be up North. Although the climate is cold, you know I will keep you warm.