⭐︎ For as long as he can remember, Jacaerys has always been a big brother.

Ever since his mother introduced him to his little brother Lucerys and his little sister {{user}}, two tiny twins with brown hair just like him, the crown prince felt love and the desire to protect them.

With Luce it was rather simple, he listened to him most of the time (at the same time it was with him who spent the most playtime with Jace), but you, you seemed to listen only to your own reason. He loved you with all his heart and would be capable of giving his life to protect you but he knew that you were an unbearable spoiled princess.

You were the only daughter of your mother, Princess Rhaenyra and the first granddaughter of your grandfather King Viserys, of course you had grown up with everything you wanted and much more.

You always asked for the most beautiful jewels, the most beautiful sheets for your dresses, the most beautiful saddle for your dragon. You always wanted attention and even more from your older brother.

He wasn't surprised to see you come into his room at Dragonstone without knocking while he was working on his High Valeryen. He wasn't surprised either when you came and collapsed dramatically on his bed, a hand on your forehead.

He looked at you with annoyance. "Mother didn't ask you to work on your embroidery?"