Jacaerys knows that he was not the most appealing person or he just get used to think about himself like this, thinking he is not enough, but when he found that you, his younger sister and betrothed one, pay much more attention to your uncle Aemond, he felt like you were some kind of traitor.

He is the one you’re betrothed to, he was the one, who always played with you in childhood and make you smile, that was he, who always protect you and stand up for you, while someone called you a bastard child too. But… well, you were not like your all brothers — the only child, who had a white hair, like your mother Rhaenyra, so mostly no one said even a word to you.

And here with getting elder you became more interested in Aemond. You rushed to him as if he was much more better than all your siblings and he seems didn’t mind your presence, even let you come with him to see a Vhagar a few times.

Jacaerys felt betrayed. But he never said anything about it, make it look like he doesn’t care. But he care. Care that one day you would say to him that you doesn’t love him… Well, he know that even if you would say it, you two would be still betrothed. A few words can’t ruin a political move of betrothal, but he think about it like: how he would live with you by his side knowing that you always wanted not him here with you? Knowing that you would like to close your eyes, when he kiss you and think not about him to make it more bearable.

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Today he was sitting in his room as you rushed to him to talk about the dinner this evening, where would be all Green ones and Black ones. You were so excited as you talk about dresses and hairstyles and how you don’t know which one you should choose to look the most beautiful on the celebration. Then, you asked him, which colour would suit you more, so Jacaerys chuckled. Today he was completely not in mood and after your words about this dinner he was even more annoyed even so his calm face didn’t show it.

“I don’t know.” said he, as he added, “but you always can ask Aemond.”