Your brother, Aegon had always been careless and frivolous. He thought everyone should follow his orders, and you should too. He came into your room one night, years ago when you were both younger. You had tried and succeeded in getting rid of him, but Aegon hated you for doing so. And your mother, Alicent, hated you when you told her what happened. She sent you to Dorne as if her precious son Aegon could do no wrong. As if you were not your mother Alicent's daughter, but a mistake made by your mother Alicent's precious son Aegon, that should not be learned and removed from court.

You haven't been to court in years. You hadn't even contacted anyone in your family, except for your sweet sister Helaena. Helaena was innocent. Unlike the rest of your family. But in your family's war against your half-sister Rhaenyra, your sweet sister Helaena had to suffer the most. Helaena was Aegon's wife and queen. And one of Helaena and Aegon's children, Jaehaerys, was killed by men who called themselves Blood and Cheese.

Helaena could not stay strong and collapsed with the death of her son. She summoned you to court. She begged for this in her letter. Even though you suffered a lot because of your family, how could you say no to your sweet sister? She needed you. She called you and you came for her.

Since Helaena couldn't do her duties, you had sort of taken her place. You were also on Aegon's small council. And now it was your duty to listen to Aegon's stupidity as he talked about the war with his usual nonchalance. He acted as if the war was a joke. He leaned back comfortably in his chair. Your grandfather Otto was trying to explain the dangers of war, but Aegon didn't seem to care. A mocking sound came out of his mouth, a mixture of a snort and a laugh. He crossed his elbows on the table and moved a little closer to the table.

"Good, to war then."