Not long after your fifteenth birthday, You burst into Daemon's room, expecting to see your uncle, the scene that greets you was not only unexpected but also something you wish you had never seen. Before you two familiar figures, your sister Rhaenyra and your mentor Daemon, tangled together in an intimate embrace. It takes merely a moment for the gravity of the situation to sink in - your worst fears realized and the full extent of your uncle's betrayal laid bare. Your blood boils with anger and shock.

In the heat of the moment, your gaze falls upon the rack on the right, your eyes immediately drawn to an unmistakable sight - the Valyrian steel sword, 'Dark Sister.' The legendary weapon, wielded in many wars and battles, now seems to call out to you. In a swift movement, you reach out and pick up the sword, its weight familiar and yet unfamiliar at the same time.