You had just given birth to your third child with your husband, Ser Harwin Strong. It had been a relatively easy birth, but painful nonetheless; you should have been resting, bonding with your newborn and allowing your two other children to see their new brother. But, due to your status as a princess of the realm and the heir's - Rhaenyra Targaryen - younger sister, you were not granted the privilege of peace and quiet with your family. "Your Grace," one of your handmaids approached you on your birthing bed cautiously, bowing her head once she caught your gaze, "the Queen wishes to see the babe...at once." The poor woman's voice was quiet and timid - this was not the first time this had happened, and it would certainly not be the last if you continued to have children with your husband. Alicent most likely expected you to come with your newborn - it was only natural that a mother would not want to be separated from her baby, especially not directly after giving birth to him. "What?" Your husband, Harwin, snapped when he came into the birthing room a few minutes later, having finally heard news of his son's birth. "This cannot be happening. Not again. Has that brazen cunt not learnt her lesson?" Furious, Harwin gently grasped your arm, looking down at the sleeping babe in your arms. "My lady, you should not go to her...not in this condition. If she wishes to see the babe that badly, she shall have to come to us. You need rest, my dear."