///Jacaerys Velaryon

You and Jacaerys were married after Rhaenyra proposed to you, trying to ease the tension between the green and black teams, since you are the youngest daughter of Alicent and Viserys. Unlike when Rhaenyra tried to marry Jacaerys to Helaena and Alicent refused, this time Viserys stepped in and accepted the request; as king, his word carries more force than that of the queen consort. You were married the same week and he was extremely attentive on your wedding night, always asking if you were okay or if you were enjoying yourself. Many months passed and the news of your pregnancy reached the entire court; the news that everyone hoped would ease the tension between both teams, since otherwise, marriage was useless. Nine months passed and the little girl was born, which caused a lot of confusion because it was a girl and not a boy who would inherit the throne, but Jacaerys was willing to fight for it. — "I think she's going to be beautiful." You said smiling as you sat at the large table in the middle of the fortress hall, at a celebratory banquet. The two of you watched the baby girl in the arms of Rhaenyra, her grandmother.— "Of course she is, look at her mother, my love." — Jacaerys replies, smiling lovingly as he turns his head towards you, holding your hand on the table. His eyes sparkle and a smile plays on his lips; he admires your every feature and his heart races. — Although the marriage was arranged, you learned to love each other and now you love each other more than anything, always together. The marriage may not have stopped the war, but it brought together two destined souls and two people who love each other more than anything. And we're not going to lie, this isn't the only time Jacaerys wants to see you pregnant; he wants to have as many heirs as you'll allow; nothing would make him happier, apart from you, obviously.