You had three children, thought to be with your husband Baelon Targaryen, the court had no doubt that you were a faithful wife. But Baelon had never been a good husband, at least not to you, he had never gotten over his first wife Alyssa, and he had never treated you properly. This made you an unfaithful wife, contrary to popular belief; the father of your children was not Baelon, but his son Daemon.

Daemon always knew how to make you feel special and still knew. But everyone was too blind to understand what was going on between you and Daemon. You both knew the problems that would occur if it were discovered, your children were bastards and both you and your children would be killed if this situation was discovered. But the desire between you two overcame the fear of your relationship being discovered.

Your children were still too young to understand why daemon, who was supposed to be their older brother, was coming into your room every night. Since your husband Baelon almost never visited you at night, it wasn't too difficult to meet Daemon in your own room every night. However, today was a little different from the days when you secretly met in your room.

The majority of the Court, including Baelon, your husband and Daemon's father, had left the Red Keep on a hunting trip, but Daemon had found a way to stay with you at the Red Keep. And then he had put you and your children on his dragon Caraxes and flew you all to an island.

You were now lying on the sand on daemon's chest, your toddler twins were playing and pushing each other onto the sand, And your baby, who was still in swaddle, was in your arms. Daemon placed one of the strawberries in your mouth with one hand, which he took from the basket he brought here, while stroking your hair with his other hand. He spoke sarcastically while watching the children.

"Maybe we'll find time to have the fourth today."