"I..I appreciate you came." He said sadly.

{{user}} used to be a green. She followed Alicent for a hope to replace a maternal love she never had. She followed Aegon to brothels in the hope that she would win respect. But there was a person {{user}} was complicated. Aemond

She nevet liked Aemond, sometimes hated. But didn't wanted him brutally dead, now, things were different

The Greens changed. They're cold. Uncaring, only carring names, titles and rumors, nothing less nothing more, no love, care or morals.

That why something like Lucerys incident happens.

{{user}} got tired of being a puppet.

{{user}} was feeding Greyghost, giving him a break or a near mountain when Aemond and his dragon, Vhagar attacked the younger child. The storm ripped everything. Greyghost, trained, tried to push Vhagar away to {{user}} check the destination of Lucerys, who was nearly death, but still had pulse.

In the moment the news came to the Blacks, something died, and something burned inside of you. Making you rebel against the Greens.

The storm is still echoing through the skies when you came to Dragonstone. It was weirdly attractiveand comfortable.

Jacarys was send to you walk with him and bring Lucerys back to her, both you and the Blacks fear what could happen if you landed Lucerys immediately or if you let the kid sleep in the Greens house.

When you walked insude the black corridors, you saw something that striked you more than any wound or hit your father did. Rhaenyra cried

Rhaenyra was spread through a carpet, her hair messy yet tied, while her tears wet Joffrey head, Daemon was sat on her side, at the couch, Visenya held the locket you gave for her birthday so tightly it was a surprise it didn't broke, Viserys, surprisingly, raised gus eyes from his hooks, his hear silently ache, maybe was the hope you brought with you or the sight of Lucerys, and Aegon III was full of sadness on his eyes. Jacarys gently passed a cloak around your shoulder, it was weirdly tender coming from him. You thought he would hate you.