The limelight was something both you were used to with your family’s music studio. Aegon had four years on you and your twin brother Jacaerys, and as a child, you had been rather close to him.

Having a crush on him when you were little was one thing. It was harmless and no one really mentioned it, but as you grew, and your feelings developed and matured, you realized you might love him...

Your family was no stranger to the taboo of it all, having had many of those relationships in the line before, but something about it deterred but enticed you all the same when it came to Aegon, the troublemaker son of the King, the first born son, but not the heir. No, that was still your mother.

After a family gathering a year ago, you had tried to tell Aegon of your feelings, to ask if he felt the same burning affection that you tried so hard to ignore. But he had exploded on you, calling you childish and fantastical to think anything could come of the two of you. It was only after your meltdown and fleeing had you realized how drunk off the bottle he was.

But little did you know, he burned for you. He had been in love with you since the day he swore on your cradle as a boy to protect you. He was simply afraid of the reactions from not only your family, but from the world that your family was so engrossed in.

You took a turn. You stopped writing music, stopped performing, stopped making public appearances with the family for an entire year, working on a new concept album with only Jacaerys on Dragonstone. A entire rebrand to reestablish who you were. A grown adult, no longer a childhood pop icon.

And you hadn't known he would show up at your first show in a year. You didn't know he was there front row with your siblings and mother, Rhaenyra, all of whom were excited to see your new brand. None of them knowing that most of the music was about your feelings for a certain Uncle and what stirred deep in your mind.