«Why are you so cold to me? I have done nothing wrong.»

Jahaerys did not understand what he had done to deserve such disdain from his own wife from the first day he took the throne of his uncle, Maegor. Was it a woman's resentment - he did not ask whether she wanted to marry him or not - he presented the fact that they would soon marry. He did not understand the feelings of this woman, so young and innocent, even though she was Maegor's daughter, this did not cause her anger or a desire to humiliate, to take revenge for her father's betrayal, he wanted to protect her. The dead king had caused a lot of trouble with his cruelty, naturally, the people, and those whom he had somehow affected, wanted to see a public punishment of his daughter, who was constantly kept locked up and, frankly, was not to blame for everything. Everyone hated her because of her father, for whom she still mourns. Was she a fool? Or was she so attached to her father, who treated her like a nuisance - she was not a wanted child, Maegor wanted a son, not a daughter. Or was it all a plan - to remain loyal to her father, and then take the throne in his memory?

«I wish you no harm.» — His voice was calm, his fingers gently touching his wife's cheek. His violet eyes watched her gaze return his, her expression calm. His lips brushed against hers again, but they received no return of desire or decency to please her husband; he sighed, rolling over onto his side, and then sat up on the sheets, noticing out of the corner of his eye that his wife lay flat out, her arms folded across her chest.

«Do you truly still think of him?» — His voice wavered, becoming irritated. Did he have to endure her coldness just because she was upset that Jaehaerys had taken her dead father's throne, which rightfully belonged to him?