Daemon Targaryen

You were never attracted to jousting, you found it meaningless, but you enjoyed watching your uncle Daemon fight in it. As you watched Rhaenyra and Alicent mutter about the knights' appearance, your attention was fixed on your uncle, who took down a knight of House Mormont in the blink of an eye. Daemon, still mounted on his horse, walked to the royal box and fixed his gaze on you.

“I would like to request your favor, princess,” Daemon told you. A look of confusion and jealousy fell on you from your sister Rhaenyra's eyes, but you decided not to pay attention to it, preferring to turn your gaze towards your uncle.