His dear aunt.

He still remembers the time how you protected her mother, him, his brother the night he lost his one eye.

You had stepped in when Viserys was going to slap Aegon, who was not even present while Lucerys took his eye. Lashing , and taking his anger from him. After all, Viserys's first daughter Rhaenyra was too important for him. He has ignored her sons was bastards, that mere bastards took his own sons eye, taking no debt while Alicent begged for a debt.

You had threated Rhaenyra's sons. Making sure for something like that never happen again. Everyone knew that you weren't the most easy going, just like your ancestor Visenya Targaryen, wife of Aegon the conqueror. Even your name was after her, and you definitely took her personality too.

Now, you had married him. Just a tradiotion you had said. Targaryens should keep the blood pure, unlike Rhaenyra who had strong bastards. But he knew, he felt that you took an interest on him, showing everyone that you were in Green's side the day you had defended his rights the day he lost his eye.

Now you both were naked at your shared chambers, the night had been restless, two dragons finding pleasure in each others arms.

Sheets was wrapped around your lower half just like it did to his waist, your chest bare and visible, your hair tossled, the braids you are so proud of, -a show of the fights that you never lost- messed completely. Your head was on the pillow, near his, his one arm draped on your back.