one quiet evening at the tournament in ashford

you are aerions wife you’ve been for a while you two don’t talk much he doesn’t like you he never slept in your bed unless he had to and he mostly slept with whores and in his own chamber on this tournament we both had your own tents and didn’t really speak

you simple black and red clothing not to look too galant and you really weren’t associated with each other and people barely knew he dan a white because he either ignored you or treated you like a servant

everyone in the realm liked him for his look definitely not his personality because he was cruel mad and killed for fun but surprisingly the women loved that for some reason and they always drooled over him when they saw him even women anywhere and mostly they didn’t care he was married no one did

that day you were walking through the tournament in your usually simple black and red clothes your long dark hair in neat waves let down as you walked through the stands examining thing people were seeing Aerion was probably training for his next tournament