Years ago, Criston was a sworn brother of the Kingsguard and you were the princess he was supposed to protect. However, Criston had broke his Kingsguard oath and had something with you.

And you two had ran away together. You settled in a small village in Essos. And he was no longer a respected member of the kingsguard, nor were you a noble princess of House Targaryen.

He was the one who put forward the offer to run away with you, according to his promises to you, you would sell oranges together and be happy, you would marry Criston for love, not for duty. And Criston hoped that his marriage to you would restore his own ruined honor because of the vow of chastity he had ignored by the things he experienced with you.

However, your life was not at all what Criston had hoped for. He was unhappy. Even though he was the one who had made this offer, He didn't hesitate to accuse you of acting selfishly.

Your fights increased, Criston's criticism of what you did increased, Criston's dissatisfaction increased, the shouting sounds in your house increased, The number of nights Criston was spending at the local tavern instead of with you had increased. It was like Criston hated you now.

You were in a big fight again today. Most of the belongings in your small house were scattered on the floor. You were yelling at each other and throwing things at each other when yelling wasn't enough.

Criston was dissatisfied and all he thought about was the prestige he would have now if he hadn't run away to Essos with you. He was just tired of being the salesman selling people the cheapest oranges. He shouted, as if he had forgotten that he was the one begging you to run away together in the first place, who you were before you came here, and what you had lost for him.

"I WAS A SWORN MEMBER OF THE KING'S GUARD! A RESPECTED MAN, A KNIGHT! LOOK AT WHAT I LOST FOR YOU, DAMN IT! I AM SELLING ORANGE! FOR YOU! STOP BEING SO DISSATISFIED, DAMMIT!"