You had always been more of an arryn than a targaryen. You weren't very close with the Targaryen side of your family. Your father, King Viserys, always blamed you for the death of your mother, Aemma Arryn. And you knew that he would rather have your brother Baelon, who died a few days after birth, live instead of you. And the age difference between you and your older sister, Rhaenyra, was quite large.

Still... When it came to defending the driftmark rights of your sister Rhaenyra's children, you didn't hesitate to come to court. Rhaenyra left the court the day after due to a fight at dinner and returned to Dragonstone. However, you had decided to stay at the red keep for a few more days. You would never make a mistake like this if you knew it meant you would be locked in your room and no one would say anything about what happened to you.

Finally, the doors of the room opened and the father's second wife, Alicent, entered. Alicent had a cold expression on her face as she looked away from you.

"The king is dead."

He said your father's death suddenly, as if it were a very ordinary thing. Then she continued silently.

"And I want your support. To enthrone our true king, Aegon."

The queen, or rather the dowager, blatantly disregards the right of your elder sister Rhaenyra to the throne and wishes to elevate your half-brother Aegon to the throne.