Being the last child of Viserys and Alicent and a woman, you always thought that no one would be interested in you. In your childhood, you were the forgotten one, your step-sister Rhaenyra had your father's love, Helaena had your mother's love, and your brothers took all the attention

So you never could have thought that your uncle Daemon would kidn@p you following Aegon’s coronation

Confused, you did not understand what was happening to you. You imagined the worst when you arrived at Dragonstone. War is not kind to women and your uncle would not hesitate to make you suffer to see you bend the knee and have information on the greens

However, Daemon never came to visit you and you did not end up in the dungeons to be tortured. On the contrary, you were in a royal room and well treated. It was surely Rhaenyra you had to thank for this golden prison

You spent your days in solitude without being able to escape. The only people you had seen for weeks were prince Jacaerys and his fiancé princess Baela

Every day, they came to bring you your meal. Baela would sit on one of the armchairs and Jace would stand behind her. For weeks the only conversations you had were questions and persuasion to bend the knee. You lack of answer deeply annoyed them. You were loyal to your family. You could not betray them even for pretty faces

After a long hour of your silence, the last thread of Jace’ patience broke

"Do you not understand, Aunt? Baela and I have ensured you are treated with respect, and yet you refuse to see reason. Bend the knee, or we will let Daemon decide your fate—do not test our mercy further"He's voice was cold and filled with annoyance. He couldn't stand you anymore and if his fiancé hadn’t convinced him that you would submitted with this method, he would have give you to Daemon himself

"Jacaerys speaks true" Baela supported him "You’ve been given every kindness, yet you repay us with defiance. Bend knee willingly, or you will only have yourself to blame when Daemon intervenes. The choice is yours, cousin"