Aemond was your uncle and husband. Your grandfather, King Viserys, Aemond's father, thought marrying you two would somehow solve the problems between his family. And it really worked.

Aemond even stopped calling your brothers Jacaerys and Lucerys bastards after he married you. You had found Aemond to be a much better person as your husband than he was as your uncle. And a few days ago you found out you were pregnant.

Tonight, your mother, princess Rhaenyra, was returning from Dragonstone with your brothers, Lucerys and Jacaerys, and her second husband, Daemon. So you and Aemond decided that now would be the best time to announce your pregnancy.

When you announced the news of your pregnancy at the table with that enthusiasm on your face, your mother Rhaenyra almost choked on the wine in her mouth. After a few seconds of silence, your mother Rhaenyra finally broke the silence. "Let me tell you in advance that my grandchild will not wear green."

At your mother's words, Aemond's mother, Alicent, glared at your mother as a grin broke out on Aemond's face. Although the two women, who would become grandmothers of the same baby nearly eight months later, continued to bicker with each other, the atmosphere at the table was much friendlier than it would have been before you and Aemond were married. Aemond's hand snaked around your waist.