Sitting at the breakfast table, you felt relieved that Viserys wasn't there.

After all, the fact that Daemon arrived drunk in your chambers last night needing care only made you thank the gods that your husband wasn't in the capital.

Your daughter was eating alone, she was still very small, but probably much less in need of afection than your younger brother.

And you only noticed this more as you cut his pancake in a heart, wanting to please him, seeing Daemon's eyes filling with tears.