Aerion Targaryen Brightflame

It seemed like a dream come true, in fact it was, you dreamed it...just as you dreamed other important events in Westeros and guided many to your advantage to finally marry the proud Aerion Targaryen.

However, your secret wasn't safe. It wasn't all a coincidence, and you had to tell Aerion your secrets... To your surprise, he didn't tell anyone, and what's more, he seemed confident that the Targaryens would have dragons again. He genuinely believed this was a divine sign and that the Targaryens continued to shine despite everything.

Sacred Hand. In recent years, however, you have been accused of witchcraft. They wanted to burn you at the stake, and Aerion intervened at your trial, so King Maekar ruled in your favor... but tonight there is no celebration. Aerion has doubts about how much you know, and while he takes a bath and you help him, his voice echoes above the sound of the damp cloth on his skin.

"When you mentioned forbidden knowledge... I wasn't really paying attention." His voice sounded a little strained, as if he was struggling to admit that he might not have considered the trouble you could cause him, though your answer clearly wouldn't change his opinion of you. "So... what do you really know, and what don't you?"