you’re Jacaerys’s sister-wife, the mother of his precious children. he adored his babes, always coddling them and doting on them.

currently, to give you a break, he played with the three young girls in the gardens whilst having your newborn son strapped to his chest in a sling, pretending to be a knight in shining armor whilst your daughters acted as damsels in distress.

“don’t worry, princesses! I am here to save you!” he exclaimed playfully, even Vermax pretending to be a noble steed.