I ended up staying in that tower with the Maester and Jaehaerys for the rest of the day. Jaehaerys would mostly talk to the Maester about possible inconsistencies in tomes that they were looking over. Well I sat there listening to them talk, I also was walking around and found an empty journal, when I went over to the Maester and asked him if I could keep the journal he gave me this talk about the need to keep it dry and other things about keeping it safe. I didn't really see the need to keep a journal safe but I'll listen to the Maester for now.

When the Maester brought out candles to continue reading even though it was starting to get dark outside, Jaehaerys politely kicked me out of the tower because apparently I was "too young to stay up past the hour of the eel." I then walked around the castle for a while longer watching as the grounds got more deserted as time passed. Though I knew that I would have to go to bed at some point, I decided to explore some more of the castle. I mean it's an actual castle, I thought I would've had to travel to Europe to see one in person.

Sadly my adventure ended a few corridors after it started when I happened upon two men in a courtyard not too far from my room. One with a flowing white cape and magnificent armor, but the other man I recognized, for it was the king. When he saw me a slight smile appeared upon his face, and he called me over.

"Nephew 'tis good to see you getting more used to Summerhall, I may have grown up here but I'll always remember you're uncle Aelor getting lost plenty of times in these halls when he came to visit my father."

There was never really too much I remember about my mothers side of the family and what better question to ask then.

"Could you tell me more about Uncle Aelor and that side of my family?"

" Well you should know that it's been quite a few years since Aelor was alive, back when I was but a 4th son of a 4th son. But when I was a young boy and my father took me and Aemon to see his brother Rhaegel and his children was when I first met Aelor. He was a lot like my son Daeron in personality, but in looks he inherited more of his mothers features with her arryn blond hair and her chin shape, something I see you inherited from her as well."

"Uncle Aegon, did you see my mom there as well or did you only see Aelor and Rhaegel?"

"Nephew, I do remember your mother but she was around 2 name-days old, hardly a conversationalist. Especially since when I was 9 name-days old I didn't think to play with her when I had this cool older cousin named Aelor who was guiding me and Aemon around Dragonstone."

The white knight from earlier walked towards us carrying a message in his left hand and his other hand on the pommel of his sword, He called out to the king saying.

"Egg, Lord Celtigar has received news about the Blackfyres in Tyrosh, from 3 different merchants, he sent this letter by runner for you."

Aegon looked at me and said, "That sounds like bedtime for you little Maegor, I'll have a Servant knock on your door in case you don't wake up in time, my children would love to see you when we break our fast, now off you go."

So off I went from the courtyard into the main castle area into the winding corridors that I only half remember. The moon and fire being the only sources of light available, If only I was back home with Electricity because I don't want to end up stumbling my way around the castle and running into someone I'm not supposed to.

I was lucky though because I found the main hall that I'd eaten at earlier in the day and through some trial and error retraced my steps from this morning. The best part was that when I got into my room, someone cleaned my room for me and cleaned the vomit from the floor. My bed was made as well. It sure was nice of whoever came in here, making sure that I didn't have to clean my room when I got back… Crap, I forgot I was a part of royalty that owned the castle I was in, there must be a group of people that are paid to clean my room on a daily basis, I took awhile to fall asleep after that thought.

My dreams were without crows and animals which was a nice change of pace to whatever sort of state I was in before I found myself in Westeros. This daydreaming had to come to an end at some point and it chose to happen just as I was thinking about the silver lining. Right then there were a quick three taps against the door to my room to remind me that everything that happened yesterday wasn't a dream.

There really wasn't any going back was there, I was actually stuck in a fantasy medieval world. If… tap tap tap. I decided to give my most annoying, alright I'm up to whoever was doing that, anyways, there's a lot of Ifs that could be said right now, but I there doesn't seem to be much else to do but annoy whoever is waking me up right now and stop panicking so much… tap tap tap. "Yes I'm up you don't need to knock anymore."

I heard a cheeky voice from behind the door saying "But his grace told me to knock on the door until young Maegor came out from his chamber."

"Give me some time and I'll get out of my chamber to knock on your door till the end of time!"

"Milord can try."