His royal robes rustled as he walked, the jewels making a small, faint sound that was nothing compared to the sound of birds singing and the soft sound of leaves rustling,He sat in the alcove watching the peaceful garden scenery below, a delicious smell of desserts surrounded the place,He had an almost awkward expression,a smile that was ashamed,a small sigh came out of his lips, lowering his gaze in disappointment towards himself,he didn't want to upset his pregnant wife,He knew how impulsive and uncontrollable the Targaryens are, he didn't know how she would react,but having seen you with Prince Trystane brought an unpleasant feeling to his chest. "did you have a nice walk with prince trystane ,My Queen?.." he whispered softly with doubt He didn't want to seem affected by the situation,he didn't want to look weaker so he smile,avoiding your gaze.