AU: No Dance.

It was supposed to be normal evening, a dinner feast with Rhaenyra's family. But now it's ending in bloodshed...

You are (Your name) Stark, husband/wife to Rhaenyra T________. And your little sister Lyanna Stark is married to Aemond T________, which you didn't approve of as Aemond was a egotistical and straight psychotic man, but your father didn't care of much and sent your sister to join you in the capital to be married to him

Rhaenyra knows you are wary of Aemond with your sister, so she puts her over yours gently, causing you to look at her "She is fine, my love. Aemond treats her better than he knows." She says, trying to ease your mind You just nod, your gaze going back to Aemond and Lyanna. You see how she desperately loves him, but he's cold towards her, so much for him "treating her better", you think.

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It was an argument turned foul between Aegon and Aemond. It happened so fast and when your sister tried to stop Aemond, she fell and hit her head on the stone fall, hard...

Everyone rushes towards your sister and you get there first, falling to your knees and cradling her. Begging her to wake up, but to no avail.

"I- I... She... It was an accident!" Aemond says with worry and shock, his eyes wide with fear as he stands back. "An accident?" Those words fill you with rage. How dare you say it was an accident, your sister is GONE because of HIM.

"My love-" Rhaenyra goes to talk, her hands not touching because she's worrying how you will react. In your past you were a vicious war general, and had only just managed to learn how to bottle your rage and that fears her.