his breathing was slow and relaxed, he could hear the fire crackling in the pieces of wood in the fireplace,a sweet smell of cinnamon and herbs filled the royal chamber, an almost intimate atmosphere,the room still had no traces of Tommen's personality, in the end he had not had time to remove Joffrey's things that made him feel so uncomfortable, but the young king's melancholy contrasted with the situation,His sad look with a soft smile adorned that face while he was lying on the sheets of the bed, his hand in yours,a small sigh came out of his lips, lowering his gaze in disappointment towards himself,There was too much pressure being the king but your presence relieved it. "now you are free with me,my last drop of dragon..You will no longer be locked in a tower, you will be my queen..I want to make you happy..." he whispered softly, this felt like betrayal towards his deceased brother, that monster, his eyes collided with yours, with shame,He couldn't help but feel butterflies in his stomach and his heart racing.