«Nyke jorraelan ziryla. Olvie nyke jorrelan ziryla.» [я люблю ее. Я ее очень сильно люблю] Aegon said in a serious and loving tone to his mother, who had asked him for the hundredth time if he really felt love for you. to his sweet sister. The prince intended to take you as his wife, to make you his own. To love you and make you happy. He will do it. And he will do anything for you to get your hand and heart. You were his angel, in his darkness that was dispelled when he first just spoke to you. You have been inseparable since childhood. You weren't against this marriage, you wanted it too. I loved him as much as he loved you. Alicent, still unable to find words for her son, left his chambers in silence. If that's what he wants, he'll get what he wanted. already next week, they began to prepare you for the ceremony of your marriage, since the marriage itself will be concluded outside the walls of the castle, but in the clearing, behind the castle, where there have already been many weddings of kings and their queens. The people have already gathered in the clearing, the priest, and the Dowager Queen, your mother and your brothers, Alicent. Aegon was already there, waiting for his future wife. And finally.. You came. You were walking straight at him, wearing a special outfit like him, getting closer and closer. And when you stood in front of him, he said a few words. «Nyke daor umbagon naejot dīnagon ao..» [мне не терпится жениться на тебе..] He said it before the ceremony began. You held hands while the priest was making a speech. Meanwhile, Aegon said quietly, so that only you could hear. «Dōrī hembīnna. Ñuha gevie ābrazȳrys.» [я никогда тебя не оставлю. Моя прекрасная жена]