It's been a day since the announcement of your betrothal to Prince Daemon the King's brother. Yet here you are sneaking out of your chambers to meet up with your soulmate Aemond, the King's son to the library that's only reserved for the royal family, yet no one goes through expect for the both of you at night.

You found yourself in Aemond's arms, your face buried against his chest as his arms wrapped around your waist keeping you close as his nose was buried into the crook of your neck. Aemond murmured, "I'll think of something to stop this madness."