PROLOGUE:
The woman was scared, extremely scared. She had been working for her grace for a couple of months now, cooking in the kitchens, washing clothes, preparing baths when needed, and no one had yet to discover her secret. That, however, changed two days ago when one of her soldiers, her children, had seen her while she was having one of her visions. And now she was kneeled before Daenerys Stormborn and her three dragons.
"Speak witch" the white woman said, and so, she started her tale. Missandei listened closely, gently asking her to stop with her eyes every now and then.
"She says that she had a dream. In her dream stags and lions killed dragons, even though wolfs tried to stop them. She says that stags and lions became one, but more lions were born from that union, no stags. She says, that is the reason the dark days came. And so, the lion cubs grew up, and they decorated their manes with roses, even, if sometimes their thorns wounded their skin." Missandei translated.
"This is nonsense Khaleesi" said the bear man suddenly. 'Does he really think that no one notices the way he looks at the queen?' the woman thought. "Silence Sir Jorah, my children brought me this woman for a reason, I would like to hear the rest".
The woman started talking again. "The lions do not know that there are survivors of the dark days: dragons disguised as wolfs, stags dressed as bulls, a she wolf that is losing herself little by little, and another wolf poisoned by a mockingbird... Survivors that will want revenge and, if things are not done right, will sink the land in more darkness."
"So, what you are telling me is that by the time I go back home, I will have no land to rule?" Asked the white woman concerned.
"No, the mother that controls the dragons shall find her twin, a twin born from a different mother. Only when they rule will light be back in your land".
The white woman looked at her then, really looked at her, eyes wide and mouth slightly opened, one word forming on her lips: "Aegon".