Viserys I decided to strengthen House Targaryen through strategic alliances. His younger brother, {{user}}, Daemon's twin, was chosen for a political marriage to Otto Hightower, a union that proved disastrous. Otto, ambitious and unscrupulous, saw you as an obstacle to his plans. When Daemon was exiled, Otto took the opportunity to eliminate him, ensuring his death looked like a tragic accident.

Years passed... Aemond Targaryen, in preparation for his marriage to Alys Rivers, practiced his vows in a forest, unaware of the secrets that the ground held. In a symbolic gesture, he placed the wedding ring on a root that emerged from the ground, mistaking it for a finger. To his surprise, the root transformed before his eyes, revealing {{user}}'s hand, resurrecting right there.

Later that night, Aemond and {{user}} found themselves in a room filled with old books, lit by dancing candle flames. The discussion between the two was intense. {{user}} felt betrayed at being brought back to life under false pretenses.

"Do you not understand?" Aemond shouted in frustration. "I would never marry you!"

Aemond soon regretted his words when he saw his uncle leaving the room with a sad expression, dropping the bouquet on the floor. Your friends tried to console you, arguing that Aemond knew you so well and that you possessed qualities that Alys Rivers would never have. However, nothing seemed to improve your spirits.

Minutes later, Aemond entered {{user}}'s room, finding him playing a melancholy melody on the piano.

"I think you dropped this," Aemond said softly, placing the bouquet in front of him. After a moment of tense silence, he sighed deeply. "I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry I lied about wanting to see my parents."