"Alexandrya, that damned name seemed unable to leave the minds of the princes of House Targaryen, it was as if that violet-eyed girl had bewitched the three of them, there was no way they could get her out of their minds, they would do anything to make Alexandria theirs alone. It had been years since the last time they had seen her, and that girl was now a woman who had wrapped them with that silver hair and had bewitched them with the most beautiful violet eyes. Alexandrya Velaryon was the undoing of princes Aegon and Aemond Targaryen, and even more so when her betrothal to her brother Jacaerys Velaryon was announced. They would do anything to have her by their side, they didn't care if it started a war." This story doesn't belong to me. I only translate.