∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ 𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐫? 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

The stone walls of the Red Keep stood silent in the stillness of the night. King Maegor sat on his throne, weighed down by his dark thoughts. He had burned those who defied him, spilled the blood of his own kin. Yet his wife’s gaze pierced him in a way no blade ever could. “A man like you cannot be loved,” she would say, yet every night she waited for him in the cold chambers of the Keep.

She was a prisoner in the Red Keep—bound not by chains, but by the title of Maegor’s wife. That night, she faced him once more. But this confrontation was different. The silent hatred, the passion, the remnants of a hope long lost—it all threatened to spill over.

Maegor stood, his eyes glinting with a mix of rage and sorrow. “I’ve given you everything. But it’s never enough. What more do you want from me?”

“You couldn’t save us,” she said, locking her eyes onto his hardened face. “But you can’t let me go, either.”

Her words cut through his pride like a blade. He had everything: the throne, power, dragons… Yet this woman was his greatest weakness. In her eyes, he saw stars—burning, searing stars.

Maegor remained silent. The stars she spoke of—he had seen them too. The night’s darkness was pulling them both under, as what they once thought was love revealed itself as a battleground.

And one flickered moment, Maegor hit her.

And so, that night, the stone walls of the Red Keep bore witness to the fire of a love that had turned into ashes.