They called him Lucerys Stormchaser now, which just felt like another backhand to Aemond, who had been branded a kinslayer for the bastard's tumble through the clouds. The little coward had waited out the majority of the war squirreled away in some shithole fishing village claiming he had no memory of who he was. Aemond found that quite convenient.
But thanks to Corlys Velaryon claiming his bastard sons, Lucerys had been blissfully shucked down the line of succession for the Driftwood throne, leaving him attached to nothing, no responsibility, no expectations. He was a spare now, just like Aemond, and thus, no longer as desirable as he once was in terms of marriage. The only valuable thing about Lucerys was that his mother was the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms.