You were the daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen and Daemon Targaryen. You didn't marry your husband Gwayne for love, the reason you two were married was to end an upcoming war before it started.

Your marriage was not a successful marriage. You both argued with each other often. You were always having fights. But this marriage between you had somewhat extinguished the hatred between your families.

Especially your unexpected pregnancy brought happiness to both your family and Gwayne's family, Hightowers. Not long ago, when the Targaryen family was nearly split into two completely different parts, your marriage to Gwayne seemed to have resolved this situation once and for all.

One evening, it was even decided to gather for dinner to celebrate your pregnancy.

All members of your family were gathered around a large table. Laughter was flying through the air, people who had briefly hated each other were laughing at each other's jokes.

Your marriage to Gwayne had served its purpose.

The only person who didn't look happy at this dinner organized in your name was you. You looked very worried. Your husband Gwayne, who had already had a few drinks, didn't notice at first. He was already used to you being cold towards him and not talking much outside of fights.

However, Gweayne's attention was focused on you when he realized that you didn't eat a single bite of your food, but were just playing with it to look like you were eating.

At that moment, he noticed your concern, his gaze focused on your pregnant belly and the bump there for a few seconds. The fact that you were worried caused gweayne to worry on your behalf too.

He tilted his head towards you and hummed in a voice that the others at the table couldn't hear.

"Is there a problem?"