The war had ended. She was his little queen, that’s what she was. Her life was spared and she was wed to Aemond, ordred by Queen Alicent. She barely saw him, as he was busy stitching up the realm from all the death and destruction he reigned down upon it. She lived a life of loneliness, missing her family and trying to survive in this new world she was forced to call home.

Aemond was very much still the same. He was still brooding, violent, mean, and a jackass. He hadn’t seen his new young niece since their wedding. He was a terrible husband to her. He was often busy, but when he would lay down in the bed they shared, he couldn’t fall asleep. Tonight was like that, tossing and turning, trying to forget her presence next to him in bed. How he longed to be with his Madame.