It was a relief to return home to Dragonstone after the incident at the Driftmark. When Aemond Targaryen raided the dragon Vhagar, he taked the dragon from Rhaena Targaryen, who many see as the rightful heir to ride the mighty beast. This leads to a fight between the Targaryen children. The split between the family. Doubts, resentment and worry scratch the Rhaenyra Targaryen's soul. However, the princess focused on her children, on taking care of them.

Jacaerys couldn't forget the harsh words spoken to him by the prince in that brutal fight, and Lucerys supported his brother. At every step, the boys remembered this.

"He said that we would burn in the fire like our father," Lucerys muttered, sitting on the carpet next to the fireplace and holding a wooden dragon toy in his hands. "Aemond called me lord Strong!" added Jacaerys, seething with confusion and anger.

Rhaenyra listened to them without saying anything and stroked the head of her daughter, who was sitting on her lap. Aemond called her sons bastards, having been born from the union of Rhaenyra and Harwin Strong. He's right, but saying such things is considered treason, and it was hard for a woman to think about it.

Rhaenyra pay attention a whisper from you and frowns, trying to hear what you're saying. You dragon dreamer with a fragile mind, your mother took care of you the most. Rhaenyra comforted you when you were scared, was there for you and looked after you, but did not always understand the meaning of your visions.

"The mice are playing while the cat is gone," you whispered, playing with your fingers with your mother's hair.