On things he has just learned, aka voicetesting

[the_true_dragon]

[He is silent for a breath.]

I see, that is how it ends, would it be that I could have defeated him but I could not. Yet why will you not tell me what becomes of my wife, my children? What of my brother and the babe which my mother carried? Certainly if my Father and myself are perished then Viserys or Aegon should now sit the throne. No others.

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[mother_of_dragons]

Viserys was unfit to rule.

[burnsobright]

[Rhaegar... She is left speechless for a moment. Had he married her...]

Much has changed.

[therightfulking]

[He just takes in the words. How could it be? Yet no one else would have cause to say such things... he screws up his courage. A King must be bold and s King he would be, like his ancestors before him.]

I will sit the Iron Throne, Father, as my Grandsire once did.

[daughter_of_winterfell]

It would seem that we are all being drawn to this place to be granted second chances.

[the_true_dragon]

Speak your name, you've the look of a Targaryen and speak ill words of my brother.

[the_true_dragon]

[It is but a second he has to take after having met Ser Jaime.]

My Lady, it is well met, how does your father Lord Tywin fair? [There is a bow before he addresses the rest.]

As it would seem, the years have not been kind to many.

[the_true_dragon]

[Rhaegar can not hide the emotions for a moment, would this be Aegon, now a man grown when last hew saw him he was but a child.]

My son, you will sit the Iron Throne not as your Grandsire did, but as I would have if not for the uprising.

[mother_of_dragons]

Daenerys Stormborn.

I had thought never to be given the chance to speak with you.

[the_true_dragon]

Why would it be that you need a second chance, Lady Stark? Have the years not seen you well.

[burnsobright]

[A hesitation? Briefly. His father had turned the offer down, but even after all these years, Cersei cannot help but wonder...]

He fairs well, or as well as one may fair.

[Most? She could care less about them.]

War does tend to take its toll.

[daughter_of_winterfell]

I was not granted years, Prince Rhaegar.

[moonofhislife]

The Usurper took it from us.

[emblazing]

[ to see him here wasn't something she'd have ever imagined, yet she says the same: ]

Viserys is dead. Only I remain.

[the_true_dragon]

You are the babe my mother carried, are you not?

[But he knows, Rhaegar steps forward and touches her cheek softly.]

Your eyes, they will say they are sad as mine are.

[the_true_dragon]

[Yes Cersei, being his bride would have been utterly different than Robert, perhaps even your beauty and spirit could have kept him from a certain dark haired beauty and ensuing war which results in his death, but they are things none will know and Rhaegar not knowing how it all comes to be does not consider such things.]

It saddens me to know that you have suffered so, a beautiful Lady should not see things such as war.

[Rhaegar takes her hand, lifting it he gives it a gentle kiss with a bow before dropping it and returning to his full height.]

[the_true_dragon]

Many pardons Lady Lyanna, these are not words I would have wished to hear.

[the_true_dragon]

Then why have we not taken it back? Our blood is that of the Conqueror, The Dragon, would it be I would sit The Throne, as I can not, then my heir, be it Viserys, Aegon or yourself, dear sister should hold the seat. [He has figured this out with the various incarnations of her speaking to him at this moment.]

[the_true_dragon]

[She is not his child, no the years are not correct but she is Targaryen and if she is all the remains Rhaegar is intelligent enough to realize this young woman must be the babe his mother carried.]

What has become of Viserys? [Rhaegar steps forward and studies her, a quiet strength, he smiles even if there seems to be a sadness to him.]

If you are all that remains of our blood, then it should be you who sits upon The Throne.

[mother_of_dragons]

[ Her expression shifts slightly at the touch and she almost leans into it.]

Sadness is a part of life, just like any other emotion.

[daughter_of_winterfell]

If I had survived, I would have been married to Robert, willing or no. At least now, I have some say in what happens.

[moonofhislife]

It is not so easy or so quick as you make it seem. The Usurper crushed our supporters; Viserys was only a little boy. The pair of us had to flee, and he died before he might retake the kingdoms.

[emblazing]

[ this is rhaegar. the man in the black armor in her dream, the one who when his helmet was thrown back it was her instead. the one her bear once told her she was like.

daenerys lifts her head, doesn't flinch. she feels a twist in her chest because he feels familiar though it is impossible. she would never meet rhaegar. the usurper saw to that. ]

My husband killed him. He was no dragon, brother. He sought to kill the babe in my womb and my own life, if it would give him the throne.

[ her eyes flash a bit at that last part ]
So it will be, in time. It is not so simple now, yet I will come. I will sit on what was stolen from me. From all of us.

[the_true_dragon]

[He watches her. Noting the shify and almost lean he gives a small, yet happy smile.]

Yet it is one I would have never wished my sister to suffer.

[youngflamelion]

Unfortunately, the fate of your house is much like my own, my prince.

[Yes, he will still use that title. The Reynes are from a time when the Targaryens were still in power.]

It is some consolation that your sister survived this far.

[mother_of_dragons]

I appreciate your concern. [ The words are quiet, slightly strained. ]