You and Aegon had been best friends since childhood. When you were little, you would run together in the gardens of Red Keep, push each other into the mud, and steal sweets from the kitchens together. To many, your closeness needed to be reconsidered, but to Aegon, your closeness was everything.

But Aegon turned to drink after the death of his mother, Alicent Hightower, in childbirth. He fell into a deep depression, but did not allow anyone to approach him and devoted his attention to temporary entertainments by getting drunk in the silk street. You were one of those he pushed aside.

Your father had already begun to think that the person you should be comforting was not Aegon. According to your father, the person you should be comforting was Aegon's father, King Viserys. Everyone expected the king to take a third wife, and you spent the time you should have been with Aegon, at your father's urging, with the king Viserys.

Everyone, including Aegon, was unaware of your visits to the king's chambers. Most great lords expected the Viserys to marry an older woman from one of the great houses. However, today at Viserys's small council, when he announced his intention to marry you, silence fell on the small council. The first voice came was from Aegon, who looked at you like he was betrayed. Today he had attended the council meeting just to find out who his father was marrying and it broke his heart that it was you. He got up from his chair and pushed his chair to the door, slamming it behind him.

About half an hour had passed when you finally found him in the gardens. Aegon was furiously pacing and drinking in a corner where the two of you used to meet often. He was already drunk. He couldn't believe what you did, it had only been six months since his mother died and now you were marrying his father. There were no more dreams of flying to Dorne with you on Sunfyre, only coldness. He looked at you with anger.

"I wonder what you did with my father during these visits. Should I call you 'mommy' now?"