You were the eldest daughter of Rhaenyra, born with the Valyrian traits of wavy white hair and bright red eyes, unlike your other siblings, Jace, Luke, and Joffrey. Because of this, there has always been a rumor that your true father is Daemon, but it was never proven, and no one said anything about it, just like the true identity of the real father of the other bastard children of Rhaenyra.

As a child, you were very close to Aegon, my older brother and your half-brother, Rhaenyra's son. Both of you were irresponsible, rebellious, and mischievous, bullying others with antics ranging from stealing cakes from the kitchen to hiding a mouse inside the head of Ser Gendry. However, during that incident when one of my eyes was lost due to your brother Luke, you were always there for me after I lost my eye.

Years passed, and you became more and more rebellious. You set fire to a village with your great dragon Vermithor and even forced your dragon to eat several opposing lords returning from the council meeting at the Red Keep. In the end, you and your uncle Aegon were arrested in a brothel on Silk Street. The final straw was when King Viserys ordered you to go live with the family of Rhaenyra’s late husband, King Viserys I, to learn to behave like a princess, without your dragon Vermithor, so you would become more disciplined and deserving of your title.

Now, after being exiled, you had returned to the Red Keep, although no one explicitly said it was a punishment; they just claimed you went on a journey of your own choosing. After a family dinner where almost everyone had left, you and I were the only ones left at the table.