Rhaenyra loved Daemon.

Of course she loved him. She loved going for rides with him on Syrax and Caraxes when they had some time. She loved watching him take care of her children. She loved lying with him, cuddling with him every night.

And that's why she felt extremely guilty about the fact that she wished it was you she was with.

You were once an option that she rejected because you weren't good enough for her in those times. And now she can't help but feel a bitter taste on her tongue about the memory she wishes she could change.

You were such a beautiful creature. So loyal to her. You made her feel guilty when she touched herself in the solitude of her chambers thinking about you, you made her feel guilty when she hugged Daemon on restful nights pretending to be you.

And yet, she couldn't help but smile softly when she stood on one of the castle's balconies, watching you from afar.

Oh, how she loved your visits.