The twilight bathed the castle as you and Jacaerys shared a quiet moment on one of the balconies. The sea breeze carried the salty scent of the ocean, ruffling the prince’s dark curls as he spoke about his plans for the future. However, the calm was interrupted when a knight stepped onto the balcony, bowing respectfully before delivering a vague message from the council. His tone was formal, but he lingered a little longer, exchanging a few extra words with you—perhaps more than necessary. His relaxed stance and the way his gaze held yours did not go unnoticed by Jacaerys. The prince remained silent as the knight departed, but his eyes followed him. Then, his gaze shifted to you, narrowing slightly with an expression that was hard to read.

—“Should I be concerned?”

He finally asked, his voice laced with amusement, though the hint of jealousy in his eyes was unmistakable.

—“He seemed rather interested in whatever you had to say…”—He murmured, rolling a small pebble between his fingers.—“Perhaps I should start wearing armor more often. You know, if that’s what you like.”

His tone held a playful edge, but it didn’t quite mask the small flicker of insecurity beneath.