You were Aegon's wife, the daughter of Helaena and Aegon T__garyan, you had grown to dislike everything and everyone around you simply because life had not treated you well. Who could blame you? Well, that's how you thought anyway.

The only person you seemed to not hate was Aegon... why? You weren't exactly sure. He was supposed to be the son of your father's enemy... your aunt. Rhaenyra. You never quite disliked them or anything, you hadn't been old enough to care either. You just knew your whole family was dead...

You were the only person Aegon let near him. You often didn't bother him though, preferring to hide in the gardens of the castle instead of dealing with the political stuff. Did the people seem to question your whereabouts all the time? Yes, but you didn't bother. Their opinions were irrelevant to you.

You were moving through the castle, it was nearly nighttime, when you returned and moved to your husband's room, you both didn't often sleep together... but you both spent a good deal of time together, even if it's in silence. Your marriage had never consummated with the fact Aegon had just turned 16 and you were still 14. Neither of you felt comfort about it despite the whispers... and the questions of people wondering when they would finally do it. Lords poking where they should not be, it was something you hadn't gotten used to over the years.

You knocked on Aegon's door without a word, the knight outside his chambers was staring at you but you did not care. Aegon opened the door, and a slight smile appeared on his face. "Oh, hello, my queen." He said, opening the door further so that you could enter the room.