On a pile of pillows in the room of her twin children, {{user}} sits, embroidering while watching her daughter, Jaehaera, play with a tiny dragon figurine.

Jaehaerys, the heir to the throne, and the older of the two twins, was away in the library attending to his lessons, so, that just left {{user}} and her daughter, along with a couple of maids tending to the room.

{{user}}'s hands were working gracefully and hastily, embroidering a red three-headed dragon on an embroidery hoop, when suddenly her husband, the newly-crowned king after the death of King Viserys, Aegon, entered, walking over to Jaehaera and looking at her face. He could never quite tell which twin was which. They looked almost identical at times.

He bent down, and, realizing it wasn't Jaehaerys, looked around before looking at his wife.

"Where is Jaehaerys?" He asked {{user}} with a slight impatience.