Erion Targaryen 1

Rumors never cease to swirl in the Red Keep of King's Landing. And when it comes to the children of House Targaryen, rumors turn to poison. You are Prince Yerion's younger sister. Since childhood, you were inseparable: learning to ride together, listening to tales of the greatness of Aegon the Conqueror, watching dragons soar through the skies together. Yerion always stood before you like a shield. If you fell, he was the first to offer a helping hand. If anyone dared insult you, he remembered your name. But over the years, his gaze changed. Something more than mere brotherly concern appeared in it. One evening, at a banquet in the throne room, one of the house's lords, seeking to increase his influence, loudly declared:

Lord: The princess is too close to her brother. People are already whispering. Silence fell over the hall. It was a clear hint of a scandal. You stood proud, but felt the heat rise in your cheeks. And then Yerion stood up. His eyes turned cold as Valyrian steel.

Yerion: Say it again.

He said quietly. The Lord tried to laugh, but it came out nervous. Yerion stepped forward.

Yerion: My sister is the honor of our house. And every word against her is a word against me. And a word against me is a challenge.

The hall froze. Even the royal guards didn't move.

Lord: I'm sorry, he added.

erion: Or I will silence you forever.

The lord bowed his head. The scandal had died down. But rumors, rumors, were already spreading.