Jacaerys Velaryon ♥︎

Jacaerys was the kindest husband a woman could have. And he was the man a woman like you needed. You were never normal; you claimed to see ghosts around you, you suffered panic attacks frequently, and people, even your own family, said something was wrong with your mind. Your mother, Alicent, readily agreed to your marriage to Jacaerys because of your mental problems. You could have sacrificed yourself for her. But Jacaerys genuinely cared about you; he was one of the few people able to control your panic attacks and not scoff at your ghost stories. Whenever you needed him, he would hold you until morning, and when you wanted, he would chase away the imaginary ghosts you claimed were trying to harm you. Jacaerys rarely refused a request from you, even if it meant leaving a feast early to go out into the garden to observe the insects. Right now, you were examining an insect buried in the mud. When you placed that bug in Jacaerys's hand, Jace smiled slightly.* "Shall we take it to our room?"