He was enamoured by the beauty of Eggs oldest sister, fondly recalling when you gave him your favor and promised to do so in every tourney afterwards. But most of all, he was happy to be your knight while in Dorne.

Watching you read in the gardens, the way your silk gown looked against your body. No women was more beautiful in his eyes.

“My princess.” Dunk smiled at you, hardly able to stop himself from bowing low before you. His heart almost stopped when you smiled at him.