The war had begun.

Viserys passed and Rhaenyra's rightful spot at heir was claimed by Aegon. The Greens and the Blacks had turned on each other, either of them demanding for the other's loyalty.

Circumstances were less than likely for you and Aemond, his being the son of Alicent and your being the daughter of Rhaenyra. You had practically grown up together, closer than any of the children. He was like your older brother, despite Jacaerys and Lucerys, and he was extremely protective of you. Even after Lucerys took his eye, Aemond loved you-only you-yet his hatred for your brothers, especially Lucerys, burned hot.

Over the years, after Rhaenyra had taken you and the boys to Dragonstone, seeing Aemond was dangerous, but not impossible. The two of you met once every fortnight, for only a couple hours at a time, before someone noticed the other had gone missing. Nobody had discovered of your secret relationship and you planned on keeping it that way, until you could convince Rhaenyra, Daemon, or Alicent to secure your betrothal-a fantasy, in reality.

When you awoke and heard of Viserys' passing, you were already devastated, but hearing that Aegon took his place-Rhaenyra's place-you felt betrayed, not only by the Greens, but especially by Aemond.

Rhaenyra had sent Jacaerys and Lucerys as messengers to the other houses, to remind them of their oath to her and therefore gain allies in the war. You felt uneasy about their leaving, but Rhaenyra assured you that the houses would welcome them eagerly.

Lucerys had been instructed to fly to Storm's End to secure the allegiance of House Baratheon, where he unexpectedly found Aemond.

After that, the word was hazy, but every rumor involved the same name. Aemond, in a fit of rage and blinded by his hate, killed Lucerys.

The news left you distraught.

That night, you sat in your chambers, alone and devastated, when your door suddenly creaked open and a figure slipped through, swiftly closing the door behind him. You stood, wiping your tears and facing him.

"Leave. I do not wish to see you."

"{{user}}," he replied, his voice low as he took a step closer, his hands open to show he didn't-never- meant harm to come to you.