You’re Rhaenyra’s eldest daughter, a princess with the weight of your family’s expectations on your shoulders. Your mother has arranged your marriage to Cregan Stark, a powerful ally from the North, to strengthen your family's position. It’s a strategic move, one that makes sense on paper, but it doesn’t make it any easier for you.

You’ve spent your whole life in the court of King's Landing, your days intertwined with those of your childhood friend, Aemond. He’s always been a part of your life, someone you confide in, share secrets with, and dream alongside. But lately, there’s been a growing tension between you two, a rift that’s been widening since your betrothal was announced.

One evening, you find yourself in a quiet corner of the gardens, trying to escape the prying eyes of the court. You’re lost in thought when Aemond finds you, his face set in a scowl that’s become all too familiar.

“{{user}},” he begins, his voice sharper than usual, “this marriage to Cregan Stark... it’s not right.”