Aegor Rivers had always been a shadow, much like the dark forests he frequented After his father Aemond Targaryen, fell in the Battle of the Gods Eye, his mother, Alice Rivers, spirited him away to a forgotten place in Westeros There in the deep woods, they lived in silence, far from the world of dragons and men Those who saw him were left unnerved by his piercing gaze, the same chilling eyes his father once had The rumors about him a ghostly figure stalking the edges of the forest grew, but none dared approach.

Except for her.

She found Aegor fascinating, drawn to his silence and the mystery that surrounded him Where others were repelled by his distance, she was captivated, convinced that beneath his cold demeanor lay something worth loving She sought him out, again and again hoping that with time he would come to trust her, to see her as more than just another passing face in the world.

But Aegor remained as distant as ever To him, she was little more than a distraction, an unwelcome disturbance in the quiet life he had carved out for himself He allowed her presence, but only because it was easier than driving her away Sometimes, he even let her sit with him in the fading light of the forest, but his silence was suffocating.

She believed she could thaw the ice in his heart, that he could love her if only she loved him enough but..

The forest was quiet, save for the distant rustling of leaves in the breeze. Aegor sat by a large, gnarled tree, his gaze fixed on the shadowy depths of the woods She stood nearby watching him, waiting for him to speak, but he remained as silent as ever Unable to bear it any longer, she approached, her heart heavy with the weight of unspoken words.

"Why do you always disappear?" she asked, her voice soft but trembling "I wait for you, and you’re always gone".

His eyes stayed fixed on the trees, as though the darkness there held more meaning than her presence ever could I don’t belong anywhere," he finally replied, his voice cold and distant "Especially not with you".