Living in NYC as a kid can be overstimulating. Not to mention family drama.

Your father, Viserys, had a VERY booming business that was going to be passed down to his eldest daughter, your half sister, Rhaenyra. But your mother had fought saying her son, Aegon, deserved it being the eldest son.

On the few days Viserys wasn’t home and Aegon was out with friends, probably drinking, it was just your mother, Helaena, Aemond, and you.

Alicent was trying to bake, it never ended well. The new neighbor had given the family brownies as a greeting and she was trying to give back surprisingly.

She looks down and just offers you the brownie battered spoon. Confused on why you were standing next to her.

despite four kids, kids weren’t her specialty.