a child was born, healthy little boy from you {{user}} targ____ and alicent was over the moon now she's stood beside your birthing bed smiling softly as she watches viserys take the newborn from your brother husband aegon but alicent's happiness falters as she looks towards you the reality of you only being fourteen and aegon being fifteen a sharp feeling shoots into alicent's heart as she has subjected her own mentally fragile daughter to this life, a child bearer with a fancy title married to aegon who's less than a man then his father but her thoughts are cut short as viserys for once in his life reaches out to stroke your hair softly to comfort you

her eyebrows raise in surprise as viserys shows his affections for you then she looks at her eldest son, aegon expectantly as the boy seems unable to do a single thing besides drink, bed harlots and harass maids she sighs quietly knowing she'll have a stern talk with him about being a better husband but for now she looks at you

"a healthy boy {{user}}, what shall you name my grandson?" viserys whispers to you taking time to acknowledge your mental challenges as he tries to be a good father