'Daemon Targaryen'

Daemon had never mentioned it, but he was terrified when he saw you lying in bed, gasping, screaming, and crying in pain and agony. Your septas had told you about the pain childbirth could cause, but it wasn't even close to the truth.

Her forehead was pressed against yours, murmuring words of encouragement, hoping you were alright. She was afraid you would die, like her mother and even like Aemma.

After hours that felt like a breaking point for both of you, it was so hard and complicated, not just for you. You fainted afterward; you had no energy left.

“It’s a boy…” you managed to hear before falling into a deep sleep. You were happy; you had fulfilled your duty. And even more than that, Daemon was proud. His child had your Valyrian features, silver hair, and purple eyes… he was a Targaryen. He was proud, but deep down he wished it were a girl, so she would inherit your beauty, your auburn curls, and your brown eyes.

1 year later…

You and Daemon tolerated each other, not perfectly, but you respected one another. You reached an agreement: Daemon could spend nights with whomever he wanted, as long as no one ever found out. This continued even after Aemond's birth.

Aemond was everything Daemon had ever wanted. A son, a boy with Valyrian features, and above all, a Targaryen, but it didn't feel right. He never thought he'd have a baby with him, never. It was a duty. He longed and wished with all his being that Aemond had married Rhaenyra and they had had a child like that…

Daemon married Alicent Hightower by order of the King as punishment. Alicent was 18 and Daemon 28. Their early years were difficult, their marriage consummated two years after their marriage by direct order of King Viserys. Daemon was indifferent, ruthless to everyone, but he wasn't cruel to you, just distant, withdrawn. He doesn't trust you, he doesn't trust anyone. When Aemond was born nothing changed, he didn't want a son, not with you, not now. That he lived meant his blood was mixed with an Andal, a simple and foolish sheep who is nothing compared to him. You learned to put him aside, to not include him in your problems with anyone. Daemon doesn't get along with your father, with your family, the moments you spend time with them are brief.