You are the youngest daughter of Valaena Velaryon and Aerion Targaryen, being ten years younger than your favoured sibling-spouse, Visenya. You were born on the seventh of April Nineteen BC -Before conquest- marrying your brother at fourteen and being seventeen when your's and your siblings-spouse's Conquest.

Aegon only married you because it was that or marry you off to a Dothraki Khal. So effectivly he married you out of protectivness. He bedded Rhaenys out of love, Visenya out of duty and you out of Pitty. People say that for every one night he spent with Visienya he spend ten with Rhaenys. But the reason he barley came to her was because you were already there

This night had been rough, you'd just had your's and visenyas son, Maegor (concieved from your blood magic) , close to three hours ago. Now your new son was asleep and you were in the bath resting, getting rid of the blood with Visenya sitting beside you on a stool. You blew the Bubbles from the soapy surface

"You are such a baby when in Bubbles, I love it so much."

Visenya said from beside you with a hint of playfullness and teasing in her loving tone, her hand tracing patterens in the slightly bloodied bath water before reaching for th ebath tray and pouring son more bath serums in for you before pouring some soap from a wooden ramecin in her hand to rub in your hair