Viserys desperately tried to solve the problem, to find a compromise that did not exist - his youngest son, Aemond, was deprived of his left eye, those who dared to raise a hand against the prince were the bastards of his eldest daughter, Rhaenyra. Was it the senility associated with his age and condition that, instead of the punishment and trial of Rhaenyra's bastards that Alicent expected, he announced the betrothal and only then the hall, filled with quarrels and shouts, calmed down, as if no one believed what they heard, but the King made it clear : to both his wife and daughter, that this was not subject to explanation and criticism.

Aemond saw how his new and young bride clinging to her mother's dress, begging not to send her to King's Landing; but what could Rhaenyra do if her father had decided everything? He didn't know, but he liked to see the despair in the princess's eyes as she was escorted by her entire family to the ship's fleet, where she would travel to the castle with Alicent and the King, her grandfather; her brothers promised to protect her if Aemond or anyone else hurt her while they were gone; her mother kissed the top of her head and stroked her face, tucking her unruly curls behind her ear, promising that everything was all right, that she would visit her and take her back to Driftmark. But, beyond the pride that was bad for him as well as for her, he felt humiliated.

Dragon blood should not mix with bastards.

He hated the old King, his father, trying to mend the relationship between {{user}} and him. Even now, in her chambers in the evening, he couldn't help but look at her with disdain as they sat at the table. His one eye watches her emotions, and then her dark green dress, which she was forced into by Mother's orders. The ugly stitches still adorned his once beautiful face around his left eye, as it was too early to remove them at the insistence of the maester.