not really because theres multiple drafts. there was a lannister match too, there was another one too. but honestly, grrm likes to change his mind as well. also grrm does this thing with targaryens repeatedly where he makes them not look anything like their targaryen parent and then make them go through a lot in terms of not looking "valyrian enough" but makes them worthy in their skills and capability and their personage.

also, everyone knows that theyre laenor's. because theres a scene in the book during the green council where cole goee on this rant about things and then starts calling jace "laenor's son" and a "whore's son" and how easily he is discredited and unworthy of the throne because his dad is gay and his mother had a lot of relationships.

so, even the greens have always believed jace was laenor's son. the thing is that, its hard to acknowledge it when it benefits him politically and bloodwise, and discredits aegon. but then the greens discredit it when it comes to being "more valyrian with valyrian features" and being from "good parents" who arent debauched or homosexual in the eyes of the greens.

Battle Above the Gods Eye

The attack came sudden as a thunderbolt. Caraxes dove down upon Vhagar with a piercing shriek that was heard a dozen miles away, cloaked by the glare of the setting sun on Prince Aemond’s blind side. The Blood Wyrm slammed into the older dragon with terrible force. Their roars echoed across the Gods Eye as the two grappled and tore at one another, dark against a blood-red sky. So bright did their flames burn that fisherfolk below feared the clouds themselves had caught fire. Locked together, the dragons tumbled toward the lake. The Blood Wyrm’s jaws closed about Vhagar’s neck, her black teeth sinking deep into the flesh of the larger dragon. Even as Vhagar’s claws raked his belly open and Vhagar’s own teeth ripped away a wing, Caraxes bit deeper, worrying at the wound as the lake rushed up below them with terrible speed. And it was then, the tales tell us, that Prince Daemon Targaryen swung a leg over his saddle and leapt from one dragon to the other. In his hand was Dark Sister, the sword of Queen Visenya. As Aemond One-Eye looked up in terror, fumbling with the chains that bound him to his saddle, Daemon ripped off his nephew’s helm and drove the sword down into his blind eye, so hard the point came out the back of the young prince’s throat. Half a heartbeat later, the dragons struck the lake, sending up a gout of water that was said to have been as tall as Kingspyre Tower. ~Fire & Blood [The Dying of the Dragons - Rhaenyra Triumphant]

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