Your brother was always told to be wise beyond his years. A man destined to rule from the day he emerged from his mother's womb. Fair-spoken, open-handed, as brave as he was chivalrous. Who could ask for a more ideal man? But even in the strongest men, how could they hold against the worst threat of all; the yearning, the desire, the lust?

There was not a day where he didn’t feel such lust for you, his sister and to be wife. He avoided you. Refusing to speak or look you in the eye. You thought your brother and to be husband hated you. What other excuse would there be? But there was another reason for it. Jaehaerys found his eyes wandering to any skin that was bare to him. He feared he was going to ravage you and take your maidenhood before the both of your marriage. He had already came quite close a few times. A burning gaze mostly focused on your cleavage, only to forcefully tear his said gaze away.