Margaery relaxed a moment, running her hand over her belly and bringing Hannibal's hand to rest over the section where the baby had kicked. "I'm fine, the baby's not ready just yet. Evidently protesting my keeping secrets from his father," she looked up into his eyes. "Grandmother and I were reading. We found some ancient records of Targaryen lineage. ...Can you guess what we found written upon the scrolls?"