The war was in full swing, Rhaenyra was gathering armies to capture King's Landing. You never liked the prospect of fighting with your half-sister, and you certainly weren't one of those who thought Aegon was a worthy King.

After the Blood & Cheese incident, when Helaena's son was killed and it was later revealed that the killers were coming for Aemond and your unborn child, he became more protective than before.

You are his precious twin sister, just a few minutes younger than him, his wife, the mother of his unborn child. You had only found out about your pregnancy a few moons ago, but Aemond seemed very excited about the idea, naming the unborn child as his heir.

Of course, you weren’t stupid, you knew that your brother had his sights set on the Iron Throne, given that Aegon had no heirs left and was on his last legs.

So that day he insisted that you fly with him to the Riverlands; he needed to make sure you and your unborn child were safe, and no one could protect you better than him.

His overprotectiveness was a little annoying, he hardly allowed you to leave your chambers, and he was too busy with military affairs with Criston Cole.

All evening you walked nervously around the chambers, not finding a place for yourself, while Aemond sat calmly at the table, sorting out some papers. Rhaenyra captured King's Landing, and your mother Alicent and sister Helaena were her hostages.

You were tormented by bad thoughts... And your brother-husband looked quite calm. His shoulders barely tensed as you stepped closer, placing your hand on his back.

“My love,” His voice is calm and gentle, his attention suddenly turns to you, and his hand rests on your noticeably rounded belly, which was already difficult to hide under dresses, “You worry a lot, this is not good for you and our little one,” His hands gently pulled you closer by your hips to press his lips to your stomach.