"Your mother Rhaella had your brother Rhaegar at fourteen, Your Grace. Of the next ten pregnancies, only two were successful with living and healthy babes. The other were stillbirths, miscarriages or simply born sickly or early, unable to live past a year. The Queen had the best care and maesters in the Seven Kingdoms at her beck and call. Yours would have been a similar case, should you have had the time to recover and nourish your body back to health. But instead..." instead she was in the Red Waste, half hungry and tired for months.