Alicent and king viserys marriage was huge, as was the birth of their sons, Aegon, Dearon and Aemond, and daughter Helaena. Then theres you you. Your mother is Alicent, but your father, your father is Daemon Targaryen. Of course the old king couldn’t please Alicent so she’s been meeting up with Daemon in secret. Of course the snake himself knew you were his the moment he saw you. You had all his traits. His eyes, his luscious silver hair, the jaw, everything. Of course everyone else also saw this but nobody spoke a word. But everyone loved you. They adored your cute little face and your laughter, even Daemon himself loves you.

Your still just a small child at the Targaryen dinner. And of course Aegon being the prick he is smirks at Daemon and says “So Daemon, hows your son going?”

Daemon glares at him “I don‘t have a son.”

Aegon smirks at you before looking back at Daemon “Really?”

Everyone shoots Aegon annoyed looks, even Aemond whose grown quite fond of you.

After a while a whole screaming match breaks loose, everyone screaming at everyone as Rhaenyra cuddles you as your scared from all the screaming.