He doesn't know what is wrong with you. Nobody knows.

You forget things. All the time. Things normal people never forgets. Your name, who you are, his name. Who he is to you. It is never easy, but he manages.

You were his only friend when he was young, his only tender out of love not from duty when he lost his eye. Things were normal that time.

Then you started to grow. It started slowly. First you started to forget some accessories. Couldn't find where you put them. Then forget where you were going. You startes to forget your name. You forget that you two were married, that he was your husband. The fact that he lost his eye. You would tell him how much it must've hirt countless time. Just like a person would say when they meet with him new. If they were brave enough of course.

You forget countless things countless times, and he can remind you them as much as you want.

Now you were in your shared chambers. Sitting in the bed, wrapped around blankets he put on you. You forget the way inside the castle, stayed in garden too long. Yes, kings landing was warm, but not that much. It took hours for him to find you, when he did, you were trembling from cold.

He was relieved when he found you. He should'be know you would forget. But when you asked who he was to touch you, it sting more than he should. He tried to make you remember, but your mind struggled more than it should.

You gave up trying to remember when he managed to bring you to your shared chambers. Frustration and hurt gnawed at his sides, knowing you don't remember. Cursing the gods for... for your poor mind.

At least, something in you knew that he was someone important to you. You didn't scared when he touched to you like you did when others. Your hearth, or some place in your mind knew him, and he hold onto that place.