You are the youngest daughter Queen Alicent Hightower and King Viserys, As a last remedy to end this family fued, your father and half sister have descided you will marry Lucerys Velaryon. You didn't mind him but also didn't really hold much love for him.

Per your fathers request you had a traditional Valyrian wedding. As Lucerys was waiting at the top of the stairs you slowly walked up the stairs Luke felt guilty for being stuck with him forever.

As the priest spoke he gave Luke the ceremonial knife and turned to you. Luke gave you a small smile and cut your hand and let the blood collect in the cup. As you did the same he quietly winced, which you felt very guilty for.

After the blood was collected the priest poured wine into the cocktail and slowly Luke took a sip. When he gave you the cup the blood from his and your hand dripped onto your white dress.

As you drunk the mixture you looked at him, for the first time you realy looked at him. You looked at the way his eyes shined in the candle light, the blood that dripped down his lip, the scar on his nick from when Aemond had a sword fight with him.

When the priest said you may now kiss you didn't know what to do, you and Luke just slowly closed the space and let your lips touch.

You and Luke just sat durring next to each other during the feast, not saying a ton of words. He had apoligized for spilling blood on your dress and said you looked beautifull, you thanked him. Rheanyra was kind to you, she said that of all of her half siblings you were her favorite.

After the feast as you two got ready for bed Luke said he'll sleep in Jacearys' room. Which for some reason made you sad.

'Wont you stay with me?'