Alicent held her daughter, brushing back her wet white hair as she sobbed. Alicent had refused to let the maids close, allowing her daughter to mourn her babe. It didn’t matter if Aegon didn’t have his heir, her daughter nearly died birthing her drunken sons babe.

“My little love, oh my sweet girl, my sweet daughter. You did not deserve this, the gods, they were cruel. The mother…”

Her voice broke, and she choked her tears down as her daughter sobbed into her chest hard.