Notes: This fic has short chapters and some of them are very much in "drabble" style. Like Trinity, the chapters are not always linear. Originally posted on AO3.

"Septa, I'm fine," Rhaenys insisted, her temper flaring.

"Are you sure?" Lemore hesitated, glancing between the two siblings before finally excusing herself, shutting the door behind Aegon.

Her brother hurried to sit on the cot beside her, taking one of her hands in his. "What is it?"

"The Wall," she stated, Aegon's mind running through every possible meaning behind that before she clarified, "He's going to the Wall. They'll finally force him out of Winterfell and convince him to take the Black."

Soon Aegon was feeling as wrathful as she did. "And he'll agree? Even after finding out the truth?"

She gave a humorless laugh. "The Usurper's Dog never tells him the truth. He goes to the Wall thinking he's Ned Stark's bastard."

"When?" Aegon stood, pacing around the tiny cabin Rhaenys and Lemore shared.

"From what I could tell it will be in a few months, at most. We can't let this happen, Egg. He's our little brother-I know Jon and the others don't believe us, think any time my dreams are right it's a coincidence, but you know he's out there. The dragon has three heads."

"We're not ready, we're nowhere near ready. We need a few years, not a few months, Rhae! He's going to die in the cold because Stark can't protect a child!"

Rhaenys shuddered, biting her lip, despair building until she forced it back down. She was a dragon. She was the sun. She would not let this break her.

"We don't need to invade to stop this. No, don't give me that look, think! He'll be sent with a small group, we'll just need people to stop them and...and..."

"Kidnap the son of the Warden of the North in the North?"

"We have time to plan how to actually do it. We'll need trustworthy people, or at least ones we know will finish the job, and...and maybe...maybe I go, too."

Freezing, Aegon turned back to look at her, horrified. "What?"

"A Dornishwoman might be a bit odd, but I'll stand out way less than you, little brother. And if he is like us, there has to be something that will make him trust me. Maybe he dreams like I do."

"Or maybe he'll think you're delusional."

"He'll go to the Wall knowing whoever his mother is the answer is so horrible or huge that his 'father' would rather he risk dying than know it. As long as I can get him to take the time to consider what I tell him...he'll realize it's the only answer that makes sense."

"I don't like this. Not at all." Aegon took a deep breath. "But...but I'm not going to let him take the Black. It was bad enough when he was living surrounded by our enemies, at the Wall he'll be surrounded by criminals and Wildlings, as well."

They spent more time thinking through logistics, trying to come up with contingencies for any situation. When they had the best plan they were going to get, they simply sat in the quiet of the room for a few moments, gripping each other's hands.

"Egg...we're going to meet our little brother," Rhaenys whispered, worry finally replaced by excitement. "He's going to be here, with us, safe."

"He will be. We won't let anyone take him from us again."