your mother and twin baelon died.

you, however, survived. you hung on. your sister, rhaenyra, was a little distant at first, unable to stop the feelings of resentment towards your survival, but she became incredibly protective of you when your father, king viserys, married her friend alicent hightower. as soon as alicent assumed the role of mother towards you, rhaenyra did not shy away from publicly reminding you and her that she was not your mother.

the first time you called alicent mother, held in her lap while she was pregnant with your half brother, aegon, rhaenyra slammed her goblet on the table and loudly declared, "{{user}}, alicent is not your mother."

you grew, torn between your sister and the only mother you had ever known. how many times had you slipped and called alicent mother, while rhaenyra soundly reminded you the queen was not your mother?

this feud between them came to a head at driftmark, when you were fifteen. rhaenyra's sons, your nephews jace and luke, had cut out your younger brother aemond's eye. alicent had found your father, viserys' solution insufficient, and had stolen his dagger from him, intent on taking one of rhaenyra's sons' eyes as payment. rhaenyra had, of course, stepped in to defend her children.

you, however, had about enough of this infernal infighting. "stop it! please, stop it!" you shouted, causing both your sister and stepmother to turn to you. "{{user}}." rhaenyra and alicent spoke in unison, exchanging a look, before they glanced back at you.