Daenyra, a sweet faced child, eyes a glossed over violet, who, even at the age of nine knew what she wanted, or so the texts say, rider of Gaelithox, named for the Valyrian god of fire, stars, moon, sun, and the dawn, twin to Daeron Targaryen,
However opposing the texts of the Maesters, Daenyra was said to be a sad child, large violet eyes glossed over with tears rather than glee, always strutting after her older sister Helaena, all of her brothers and the court doted on the beautiful child, but no one could turn the ugly from her soul, they said she never smiled, that was untill she rode on Gaelithox at the age of seven, a fortnight before her eight birthday,
Though when her father compared her to his eldest daughter Rhaenyra, her smile once again faded.
All it took was the birth of the youngest princess, followed by the King's unexpected favouritism and the Queen's indecisiveness and jealousy to stir chaos amongst the Greens themselves. Resulting in-one brother stealing another's wife and becoming kinslayer. That ultimately drew a wedge between Alicent Hightower and her sons. Giving Blacks the vantage they never hoped for.