The dance of dragons was over, and your half-brother Aegon III had ascended the throne. But he had no heir, and so you and your sisters Baela and Rhaena were considered his heirs. Unfortunately, all three of you were women. And his small council wanted to marry you off to a lord who was forty years older than you and had a big belly, so that the child you would bear would be Aegon III's heir.

Lord Tyland Lannister, the hand of the king, even tried to lock you in your room because of your excesses. As if you weren't daemon targaryen's daughter. One day after you were locked in your room, you escaped. When you went to Driftmark, you thought your cousin Addam would protect you from this terrible marriage. You trusted Addam with this.

You arrived at Driftmark in no time. Your cousin Addam, though born a bastard, was legitimized during the dance of the dragons and became lord of the driftmark after the death of your grandfather, Corlys Velaryon. When you entered the driftmark lounge, addam looked at you in surprise. It was clear that he didn't expect you to come here. But he still welcomed you pleasantly. Addam knew something was up by the look on your face. He stopped what he was doing and sent the men out. He finally spoke with you.

"{{user}}... What a pleasant... surprise."