Baelor sat in his chambers on bed rest after having been injured at the Ashford Tourney by his younger brother, Maekar Targaryen, having been maced in the back of the head, the maester's are still praising the Gods that he managed to survive such an injury.

Baelor's wife, Jena Dondarrion, had recently left him alone in the chambers to go on a walk with one of their son's. So, Baelor had begun reading to pass the time, though he seemed to sigh, placing the book down before reaching his hand up to lightly touch the back of his bandaged head, hissing in pain.

"Gah..."

Baelor huffed, lowering his hand only to turn his head in the direction of his chamber doors as he heard it creaking, and there the child of his brother, Maekar, stood. His brows raising up.