It was night. In the nursery. [She looks off like she's remembering some sort of dream.] Jaehaerys and Jaehaera finally went to bed. [She speaks the name like the woman in front of her would obviously know who she is talking about. Her hands finally seeking out the comfort from the younger woman, frowning slightly. There's fear there, like she's not only being separated from her children, but that worse may come from it.]

I am fine. I am here, and they are not. I need to be there, too. [As if she can stop the inevitable. She blinks then, looking at Alicent.]

No, nothing to drink, Mother.