Hannibal chuckled as young Aenar looked up at Margaery and smiled as he reached up to touch her face. He giggled and snuggled into her arms. Hannibal shifted closer and he titled his head curiously. He reached out and gave a slight tug on the short beard that had begun to grow on Hannibal's chin before curling into Margaery again.

Roose waited before sniffing at the wiggling pink thing. Aenar looked at the dragon before laughing and clapping his hands together in excitement.