On the night of the funeral of your mother, Laena Velaryon, Jacaerys was asleep in his room. He woke up with you shaking his arm. He was looking at you confused, trying to understand what was going on.

He sat up slightly in bed at your words. While his eyes were narrowed, He repeated your words with his sleepy voice, as if he wasn't sure what he heard.

"Someone is trying to steal Vhagar...?"