You were married to Rhaenyra when you were both still young, since you were part of one of the best houses in the kingdom and really the Omega that Rhaenyra endured the most. He didn't love you, but of course he respected you, and you did your duty by giving him three male heirs and now you were pregnant with the fourth, hoping he would be an alpha like your eldest son, Jacaerys. Thanks to rumors in the kingdom caused by your children's strange hair color, and Queen Alicent who seemed to hate them all, Rhaenyra decided to move to Dragonstone with her family, returning a few years later to King's Landing only to see his father who was dying. Everyone was supposed to have made peace, that everything was fine, but days later, Rhaenys arrived with a message to Rhaenyra, Alicent's betrayal in naming her son the new king, spreading the message that Viserys had changed his mind in the last second. They were both in the main hall of the castle where your wife's council usually met, you were not a member of the council either, but Rhaenys had requested them both. Rhaenyra greeted the woman asking for information about her whereabouts until her aunt's words echoed like a dull echo in the room. “Viserys is dead… I grieve this loss to you, Rhaenyra. “My cousin, your father, possessed a kind heart.” The woman began, slowly approaching Rhaenyra, as the silence remained, watching as your wife's eyes slowly darkened with sadness and determination. “But there is more… Aegon has been crowned as his successor.” His words felt as bad for you as Rhaenyra, touching your belly with slight pain, while you grimaced in disgust... everything began to slowly dissolve, concentrating on the throbbing pain in your belly as you continued listening to the conversation.