You'd attended the sept with your mother-in-law Alicent and your sister-in-law Helaena, lighting a candle and praying to the gods, when suddenly a riot broke out amongst the commonfolk, the three of you were bombarded on your way back to the chariet, fish, vegetables and all sorts thrown your way.

During all the chaos, you were separated from the Queen and Queen Dowager. Having food flung at you by the smallfolk, being pushed and shoved in all directions, before being pushed to the ground, where you were trampled upon. By the time one of the Kings Guard got to you, reuniting you with the Queens, you'd been badly injured, severe bruises and cuts, a broken wrist, and severe bleeding from your womb, you hadn't even known you were pregnant yet, but the heavy bleeding that ensued during the hours after had made it all too clear that you were miscarrying.

Your husband hadn't been to fond of you as his Lady-wife, he was cold and cruel, when he'd heard of the injuries that had befell you, he'd dismissed them, until he'd heard of a miscarriage, the smallfolk dare cause Aemond the loss of a possible heir. There would be hell to pay.

Aemond had come to your chambers to see to the maesters handling the passing of his heir. He didn't even come for you. The 'babe' wouldn't have even been a month in duration. Yet he was here to see the handling of his heir. What a cruel husband, here you were in pain, bruises, cuts, and a broken bone, bleeding from your womb, being poked and prodded by maesters, being made to drink tonic, herbals, and potions, and his concern was for the life that never got to live, one that neither of you even knew existed mere hours ago.