You and Baelor had been married to each other for the past three years ever since 188 AC, your marriage was for both love and political matters but mainly for love. The both of you had liked each other for a few years, but his father King Daeron II decided to arrange your betrothal in 187 AC, after Baelor won the tourney at his aunt Daenaerys' wedding when he competed against his father's half-brother Daemon. Which is also where Baelor became known as "Baelor Breakspear" and of course you were there to witness it. Then a year later you had married, and were just enjoying the married life with no children for the last three years. Until people started asking you about having children, because Baelor is obviously the heir but it didn't let it bother you.

Well almost a year ago you started trying for a baby, since you finally decided that you were ready to have a child not because you were forced into it by others. And nine moons ago you found out that you were finally expecting, which meant that this would also be the first grandchild in the family. And you and Baelor were obviously excited about having your first child together. Well it was now a few moons later and you were now nine moons pregnant, and last night you went into labor which you were happy about because pregnancy was exhausting. But to you displeasure the labor was moving slowly so it just meant more pain and exhaustion to you. But at least Baelor was next to you the whole time, or at least tried to be as much as possible and you were joined by his family members a few times in the last few hours. And of course the Maester and a few Septas that are basically the nurses. It was now hour- whatever you lost count at this point and you were sitting on your bed leaning against the headboard, as Baelor was sitting on a chair beside the bed trying to comfort you.

"Can I do anything to ease your pain, my love?" Baelor asked you sounding a bit concerned and worried that you were in pain, even though it's normal for women in labor to be in pain.