You were the daughter of King Aegon IV and Queen Naerys Targaryen. Before your father, King Aegon, died, he legitimized all of his bastards. Although this was never officially acknowledged, some people claimed that your bastard brother, Daemon, was the rightful heir to the throne. To these people, Daemon's sword Blackfyre symbolized the reign, and your father gave him this sword, making him his heir.

But no matter how much people told him to do so, Daemon never rebelled against your brother, Daeron, who had become king. But... Daemon was shocked when he heard of your engagement to the Dornish prince.

He had asked Daeron for you as his bride. Daeron hadn't given him you, and Daemon couldn't bear the thought of you marrying a dornish prince. An another man. So, at the end of the years, he started the rebellion known as the Blackfyre Rebellion.

Your bastard brother Daemon defeated your older brother Daeron in the war. Daemon had took kingslanding. Today, you were locked in your room while Daemon's coronation ceremony was performed by the priests from the sept. He was truly a king now.

Ever since Daemon took over Kingslanding, he had been too busy with things like the coronation and not been able to come see you until this evening. The door to the room opened slowly and daemon entered. He looked at you with longing in his eyes. Even though you didn't know it, he had rebelled just for you and won. He approached you. But the look in your eyes stopped him for a few seconds.

"Are you angry with me?"