You and Jon were deeply in love. He was the love of your life and you were his. Always and forever.

Except, your relationship was forbidden. You were a Baratheon princess, he was a bastard. Yes, he was from a noble family. The Starks. But he was still a bastard. And bastards are not allowed to marry anyone if they’re not a bastard too.

One night, Jon entered in your dorm by the window. It was an habit, now. The only way to see the other at night. Hands on your cheeks, eyes pleading but full of love, he muttered.

"I have the sword to protect you, my love.. But not the crown to be allowed to love you.."