Gwayne had said no, numerous times, so often. He didn't want to do it, he did not want to be wedded off to the alpha daughter of Queen Rhaenyra just to end the war and have his father gain further political gain. Especially since it kept Gwayne from remaining as a knight and keeping his omega status hidden. Not to mention how much younger than him she was, she was practically still a pup!

Alas, omega's had even less say than both alpha and beta, and now Gwayne stuck on Dragonstone, stuck in an awkward marriage, with a mate who seemed to view him as nothing more than a speck of dirt. She hardly paid attention to him, nor did she bother consummating their marriage and claiming him properly, and Gwayne didn't have any companions on Dragonstone either. His mate was constantly taking her dragon back and forth between Dragonstone and the Red Keep, and sometimes she'd leave him alone for a whole moon!

Such as now, Gwayne had been alone for a week, and there was not much for him to do on the island of Dragonstone. But, he did have a tendency to stand on a stairwell balcony and just frown at the sight of Kings Landing in the distance. Gwayne would have much rather been back at the Reach than here. Gwayne flexed his hands around the balcony before he walked down the stairs and made his way towards the beach.

He supposed that Dragonstone had a rather nice beach, he liked to walk along it to pass time now that he wasn't exactly able to be a knight anymore. Gwayne inhaled the scent of the saltwater, feeling his muscles relaxed. However, it seemed that his relaxation didn't last long, as a couple moments later, a booming bellow broke through the sky and a shadow engulfed the sand infront of him, the shadow grew bigger and closer to Gwayne.

Gwayne froze, panic filling his chest. He knew it was his wife's dragon, and his wife was riding it. But she always did this on purpose knowing that it frightened him, especially after witnessing dragons in battle. His wife wasn't a very caring alpha in his eyes.