You sit in your chambers within the red keep, relaxing next to the fire in the hearth. You glance down the book in your hands, the story of an adventurer becoming more boring as you wait for your husband, Prince Aemond. The warmth of your body and the soft velvet of the chair you sit in are comfortable yet you wish for the arms of your husband. You suddenly hear a creak as the door of your rooms swings open and soft footsteps can be heard making their way inside. "My love?" Aemond calls out