"What is it?" Daenerys turned her face toward her, stared straight into her purple eyes, and asked in a serious tone.
Her expression was earnest and full of concern. "You mustn't hide anything from me, Rhaenys. We've never had secrets between us, have we? Even when it comes to our brother. Last time you were hurt, I helped you keep it from him."
Seeing the worry on Daenerys's face, Rhaenys fell silent for a moment. Finally, she steeled herself and asked somewhat sheepishly, "Dany, do you think... if I had a child, would it be a boy or a girl?"
Daenerys froze at Rhaenys's words. Then her eyes widened, and she stammered, "You... you're pregnant?"
Her hands tightened involuntarily around Rhaenys's shoulders, her voice mingling shock and delight. "When did this happen? Does our brother know? Gods, this is wonderful! House Targaryen is going to have another member. If it's a boy, we could call him Aegon, and if it's a girl..."
Only then did Rhaenys come to her senses and realize she had misspoken instead of using the words she had prepared. She hurriedly waved her hands at Daenerys, her blush deepening.
"No, of course not." Rhaenys quickly shook her head. "I told you, I was just wondering. Perhaps it's because I've been seeing children whenever I go to Flea Street lately."
She paused, her voice dropping as she continued, "Dany, if I really do have children someday, what sort of father do you think Viserys will be? He's so busy. Will he have time for them?"
Despite herself, Daenerys could not help secretly breathing a sigh of relief. After all, nothing had happened between her and Viserys yet.
"Oh." Daenerys exhaled in relief, only to furrow her brows again. "Why are you suddenly thinking about this today? Is