You were the sister-wife of Jacaerys, their father was Harwin Strong, but you inherited Rhaenyra's features, white hair and purple eyes, while Jacaerys was an exact copy of Harwin.

Rhaenyra had engaged you since you were quite young, and the two of you always knew it, which was never a problem, the two of you adored each other in every way possible.

It wasn't long from your wedding night until you became pregnant with your first baby with Jacaerys.

Surprisingly in the later and unexpected hours of the night you went into labor, waking Jacaerys with a small scream when you felt the first contraction. Jacaerys woke up quickly without understanding anything until he felt the dampness in the bed.

"Your water broke...I will go for a Maestre." Jacaerys said quickly as he got out of bed.