There was always something missing from both of you. And Aemond didn't know what it was. The marriage was a formality, an attempt to reconcile your mothers, but no one even thought about how you both felt.

Perhaps there was a deep resentment from childhood in Aemond, the bullying and ridicule of your brothers, and later the taking of his eyes — they left a scar on him both literally and figuratively. And you probably felt guilty about it, right?

But despite all this — Aemond really loved your daughter very much. The girl seemed to be as shy and quiet as Aemond himself was as a child, which could not help but touch him.

When your family returned to King's Landing, you were genuinely happy to see them. But you sat on the side with Aemond at dinner, feeling a little guilty for wearing a green dress. And it was there that you and your husband announced your second pregnancy. Which wasn't really surprising, the two of you shared chambers and occasionally performed your marital duties.

But with Luke's death, something changed. It was like you were caught between two fires.

Aemond didn't return that night, he had 'important' business on Street of Silk in the arms of Madame Sylvie. Only later would he understand that this could have led to horrific consequences.

Hired murders, most likely Daemon, had sneaked into the Red Keep at night, looking for him. Naturally, in his chambers, where he was not, but you and your daughter were. Fortunately, you were both fast asleep, not even noticing their arrival — and they did nothing to you, since they knew who you were. But they cleaned out the chambers well, taking with them all the gold and jewelry, but this was the last thing that worried Aemond.

“Forgive,” He whispered into your forehead, but rather he was asking for forgiveness from himself — for allowing something like this to happen at all.

It was a rare embrace between you, something unspoken hung in the air, while his hands almost feverishly rubbed your shoulders, trying to calm, again, himself.