You and your uncle, Aemond, were more alike than you think, you realize. He resents his brother for being the potential heir to the throne, while you resent your own brother, Jace, for being your mother's heir, although you are the eldest child.

Because of this resentment, you left Dragonstone and now live in the Red Keep with the greens. Although no Dance has started yet, tensions have risen on both sides of the Targaryen family.

You and Aemond sit in the library, contemplating your roles in your family.

"Do you ever wish you could claim your birthright? The Iron Throne? Claim what is yours?" He asks.