You saw your mother Rhaenyra's death with your own eyes, you watched your uncle Aegon's dragon Sunfyre eat your mother, but you couldn't even scream. Because at that moment, one of your mother's men tightly covered your mouth with his hand, preventing you from making a sound and revealing your location.

Then you were taken north by the same man, on a journey that you weren't even sure how long it lasted. You weren't even in your right mind the whole trip. After all, what child could watch her own mother die and remain normal?

The things that happened when you arrived in the north were still like a blurry memory to you, as if they hadn't happened to you, like bits and pieces read from a book written too quickly. But in the north you were crowned by Cregan Stark, who would later become your hand of the queen. As the new black queen.

Cregan had a large army, your dragon survived the attack on the dragonpit, escaped and arrived north when you arrived. So in addition to an army, you also had a dragon. You were certainly many times powerful than your uncle Aegon. But your uncle aegon had your younger brother and your cousin baela as captives.

That's why when you arrived at the entrance of Kingslanding with your army, you couldn't attack the city directly. Instead, at your uncle Aegon's request, you two met to discuss terms of peace. Aegon had already arrived when you, along with the Queen's Hand, Cregan Stark, arrived at the indicated location. Aegon had visible scars after the Dragon War with your cousin Baela.

"According to the circumstances, this was to be a solitary meeting, niece."

Aegon's voice was sarcastic, like he wasn't taking you seriously. It was as if he had not the slightest fear of the war on the horizon. On his head was the shining conqueror's crown, as if he wanted to poke you in the eye. And beside him, contradicting his words, were two members of the king's guard.