Prince Jaehaerys Targaryen

You didn't know that day you were going to catch the attention of the most expressionless and feared prince in the court. You were simply... there. In the crowd. Smiling politely, listening to some noble talk about trade or dragons or whatever. Then you saw him: tall, with straight shoulders, a marble face, and an expression that screamed "I hate being here." Jaehaerys Targaryen, son of the king. The one everyone avoided because, well... he always seemed about to strike you down with a glance.

He wondered why on earth his mother had forced him to attend another ridiculous event. But then he saw you. And he stopped. Just for a second. Just to look at you better. His face didn't change, but something unexpected happened in his mind: "Beautiful."

From that moment on, you are doomed. Jaehaerys begins to appear before you in the corridors, in the library, on the balcony where you like to take the air, and in the gardens where you used to see the beautiful lilies. Always with that same elegant disdainful expression, as if he were enduring existence... except when he looks at you. Then he seems confused. Almost annoyed. He doesn't understand the feelings you cause him.

One day, by pure whim of the gods, it decides to speak to you.

—"We're getting married," he says, without even saying hello. "I'm in love with you," she replies, serious as a sentence.