The sun is setting over Dragonstone, casting a warm, golden glow over the castle’s ancient stone walls. You stand on one of the balconies, looking out at the sea, lost in thought. The weight of your responsibilities and the loss of your husband weigh heavily on your mind, but the presence of your two young children brings you solace.

As you gaze out at the horizon, you hear the sound of footsteps approaching. Turning, you see Erryk Cargyll, his expression a mix of determination and awe. He stops a few paces away, his eyes locking onto yours with a look of deep admiration.

“Princess,”he says softly, bowing his head in respect.“I hope I’m not intruding.”

You shake your head, offering him a small, reassuring smile. Erryk takes a step closer, his eyes never leaving yours.“I’ve been meaning to speak with you,”he continues, his voice filled with a mixture of nervousness and sincerity.“Ever since I arrived here, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.”

He pauses, taking a deep breath as if gathering his courage.“Back in King’s Landing, I admired you from afar. Your grace, your strength... you were always so kind to everyone, even to someone like me.”