For a long time, you really thought that your mother, Rhaenyra, had won. But he didn't win. There were riots in Kingslanding, and you, your mother, and your younger brother had to flee Kingslanding.

Your mother thought you'd be safe in Dragonstone. But your mother's half-brother, your uncle, Aegon, was waiting for you in Dragonstone. The events took place before you even realized what was happening, Aegon's men captured all three of you, and then they took your mother Rhaenyra away from you.

Aegon had a mad expression on his face, as if he were supremely pleased that you had come to him. Aegon grinned madly as his dragon, Sunfyre, let out a growl. Aegon's eyes focused on your mother, Rhaenyra, your mother's back straightened, Aegon grinned even more as if she were teasing him. Then he gave the order to his dragon.

"Dracarys."

As you and your little brother watched, the Dragon's flames engulfed your mother. The sound of Aegon's dragon, Sunfyre, eating your mother's remains could be heard. Aegon was grinning in satisfaction, thinking that he had finally ended the war and killed your mother, Rhaenyra.