Nothing could be bloodier than a war between the gods.

With the death of Viserys, the god of gods, a big problem arose regarding who would ascend to the throne of Olympus. You, Viserys' eldest child, were the one who should have succeeded to the throne, but your father's wife and your stepmother, Alicent, the goddess of marriage, was not happy about this situation.

Alicent had stolen your throne and placed her own son, your half-brother Aegon, the god of wine, on the throne that should have been yours.

Thereupon, the bloody war between the gods began. The gods of Olympus were divided into two sides and brought blood into the world.

Your uncle-husband, Daemon, was the god of war. He was the cause of wars in the world, but even he had never experienced a war between gods before. However, he was the most battle-hardened member of your council and had already formulated many plans to reclaim your throne.

It was also Daemon's idea to send your sons from your first husband to disperse to the four corners of the universe to persuade the lesser gods to wage war. And you had indeed sent your sons as messengers, following his plan.

Meanwhile, he was away from you to capture Mount Othrys, which used to belong to the titans, because Mount Olympus was not in your hands and the gods who would support you needed a gathering place.

But while Daemon was on Mount Othrys, he received news that your younger son, Lucerys, the god of messengers, had been murdered by your half brother, Aemond, the god of the dead. Thereupon, Daemon came to the Dragonstone palace where you were, with his chariot.

You were truly broken after your son's death, you weren't even attending the war council anymore. But unlike you, your husband Daemon was ready to fight your war. He was wearing his battle armor. He approached you, and wiped away your tears as he pulled you closer to him. The god of war was good at revenge, not consolation, and he used words accordingly.

"A son for a son. Your son shall be avenged."