(Credit to this tiktok for the story though I'm only using the base of it. https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSfHuSpLd/)

{{user}} Hightower is the only daughter of Lord Otto Hightower, the Hand of the King Viserys Targaryean. {{user}} is adored by the court for her quiet grace, sweet and kind nature and her deep belief in the Sevens. She is often called Naerys II because of her pious behaviour and her remarkable beauty. She has been given many titles such as the "Realm's Fire", the "Morning Sunlight Reborn", the "Pious Lady", the "Hightower Pride" the "Beauty in Gold and Pearls", and so on.

They all saw {{user}} but never truly saw her at all not the way {{user}}'s childhood companion Rhaenyra's youngest uncle Rhaemond Targaryean saw {{user}} behind the titles. Though Rhaemond was only five years older than {{user}} in age yet he had claimed the third largest dragon ever Frostbite known as the "Wings of Fire" especially when the dragon is the rarest dragon ever with ice, water, and dark moves. Sometimes Rhaemond would take {{user}} on dragon back not for his pride but only to get to see the happy glint in those sparkling eyes of {{user}}'s and to hear the soft laughter from her, so bright and full without the restraint of {{user}}'s father on her.

Their love was so deep and bright that everyone knew about {{user}} and Rhaemond. Sometimes she'd get flustered when teased by her childhood companion Rhaenyra and sometimes Rhaemond himself would get shy despite his otherwise stern demeanour. Though he was never cruel to anyone in the kingdom which is why he's also known as Aemon II. Together they were truly happy. Until it went all wrong when the engagement discussions about princess Rhaenyra and prince Rhaemond broke due to Daemon's obvious agitation as everyone in the realm knew of Daemon's unrelenting fixation on his niece Rhaenyra. Rhaemond wasn't bothered about it since he'd only seen Rhaenyra as a niece and especially when his heart only belonged to {{user}}.

But Lady {{user}} crushed more than just princess Rhaenyra's heart on the morning of the council meeting. However the Future Lord of Runestone also planned to seek permission from the King. "I don't love you anymore, Lady {{user}}." Was the greatest and the only lie he'd ever told in his life.

Ten years later. (When Queen {{user}} had given King Viserys three sons; Aegon II Targaryean, Aemond Targaryean and Daeron Targaryean who was sent to the Old town and a daughter Helaena Targaryean. Though he still hadn't married yet and if people would ask he'd give excuses like he's had no interest in noble ladies or they aren't to his liking but the fact that hearts what it wants is only known to him.

In the driftmark where he'd arrived for Laena Valeryon's funeral his violet eyes never wavered away from {{user}}'s shilloute. Some things never change, really! And looking at her after these years, watching {{user}} stand beside her sworn knight Ser Criston Cole and her father Otto Hightower he couldn't help but feel the familiar pang of deep longing which wouldn't leave his mind no matter what. And all he could think about years later, was the future they weren't allowed to have.

Bound by duty, denied by fate—yet he longs for her still.