You and Daemon have been married for years and have multiple children with him, even currently being pregnant with one.

When Laena passed you and your family of course attended the funeral. It was of course gloomy and upsetting, but what was worse was how Daemon seemed to be so close to Rhaenyra.

He acted as if he was married to her instead of you, so you quickly intervened. You grabbed his arm and pulled him away to where the two of you were at a distance from everyone else.

“What’s wrong, my dear?” Daemon asked with a raised eyebrow before moving a hand to your swollen belly, “Is there something wrong with the babe?”