Jacaerys had been dreaming about the same girl for years. Sometimes the two of them hugged, sometimes they kissed, and in his worst dreams, they did more. He had never seen the girl in his life, but he could describe in thousands of words smell of her perfume or the taste of kisses from this girl who appeared in his dreams especially when he was having a bad day.

Maybe it wasn't normal for him to become obsessed with a girl he only saw in his dreams, but it was impossible not to become obsessed with her after this dreams. Jacaerys became so obsessed with the girl of his dreams that he even researched dreams, a subject that normally never interested him. And he began to suspect that the dreams he was having were prophetic dreams.

But before he could think about this issue, a war broke out. Blacks, won the war. Jacaerys' mother, Rhaenyra, ascended the throne as queen rhaenyra. Jacaerys became prince of dragonstone and heir to iron throne. When one of the small houses near Dragonstone continued their loyalty to Queen Rhaenyra's usurper brother Aegon even after his death, it was Jacaerys who climbed his dragon Vermax and took it upon himself to bring that house to its knees.

When Jacaerys entered the castle with his dragon, he spread a distinct fear. The fear he spread was a powerful one, and the lord of the castle's knights, who were not as loyal as he was to Aegon, brought him to Jacaerys's feet. With his daughter, you, next to him.

When Jacaerys saw you he thought he was dreaming again, you were the girl of his dreams. For a long time, he couldn't even speak, as if he had forgotten why he came here.

He kept his gaze on you even as he finally remembered his duties and gave your father the choice of burning alive or swearing fealty to Queen. Your father was reluctant to swear, but still his fear of vermax overcame his loyalty and he swore in the courtyard of the castle. And still Jacaerys' attention was on you rather than your father. When your father finished his vows, Jace took a step towards you.