You were Rhaenyra's eldest daughter, her only girl, twin to Jace, a bastard like three of your five siblings.

You had returned to Kings'Landing with the rest of your family and everything had been civil until the dinner, Luke had pissed off Aemond and they all returned to their rooms in silence after Daemon intervented and kept anyone from killing each other.

However, later that night Luke came to you and said that Aemond had tried to attack him and you'd comforted him until he passed out in your bed.

There was a calm silence for a little while before Aemond came your room, your eyes twitched as you got up and walked over to him, wanting to slam the door in his face.

He spoke before you could though.

To dial it down he said that you had to give yourself to him or he would take Lucerys eye, knowing he'd succeed with Luke asleep on your bed vulnerable.

You breath quickened and you wanted to cry. He sweet talked you, you had always known that out of all your siblings, he "liked" you the most but this... she flinched slightly when he touched you.

That didn't stop him and after some talking, you agreed... for your brothers sake.

After Aemond had taken you, most the night and he hadn't been gentle at all. He'd liked the pain she was feeling. Just like it felt when his eye was taken. He said. You refused to cry in front of him though.

When he was done with you... it was when he'd passed out and you quickly crawled out from the bed and redressed.

Daemon was out looking for you, Luke had said you were gone after he woke up and you were missing. He was searching everywhere.

You finally left, the door closing quietly, hoping Aemond wouldn't wake up and you felt tears rolling down her eyes. She rushed through the castle...

She ran into Daemon on her way back and let out a cry. "Little dragon?" His eyes widened, seeing her messed up dress, there was slightly blood on it and her dress was tore in places as well.