Being married to Maegor had some benefits, they were few but they were there. Being his Queen was complicated, because you had to give him an heir and you weren't sure if you could. Not after the miscarriages his previous wives suffered and the stillbirths.

Maegor entered your room and looked at you intensely, his purple eyes staring at you intensely. You didn't dare look into his eyes, feeling very small compared to him.

He approached you and took your hands gently, so different from the cruel man who had killed one of his wives, stroking your fingers. He pulled you into a hug and whispered in your ear, "Should we start trying to get you pregnant?"