The child of a maester of Dragonstone, that was what you were to anyone in the stronghold but you had a meaning to the younger members of the family who lived there, a different meaning to Jacaerys Velaryon, if they asked him directly.

You were allowed to socialize with the Velaryon children since they arrived at Dragonstone. You grew up together, you got along well with the children but there was always something particular about Jacaerys, it was much more than a simple liking that as the years went by it became a chemistry that developed slowly until it could not be denied when they were of the right age. They confessed their love for each other but there was a gap between them, they promised their love in the dark until they were of the right age to be able to announce it and fight for that affection.

It was real and strong but they were both young, too young for him to be able to decide what they should do or what they should not do. Jacaerys was betrothed to Baela to strengthen the bonds of his family during his stay in King's Landing and it tore you apart deeply not knowing where they were now, if the promises still existed or were undone in the wind.

You hear soft footsteps behind you as you stood on the balcony looking out into the night, silently mourning.

"Can we talk?" Jacaerys' soft voice is heard from the side "Please."