Prologue
Aegon remembered the day he saw her. The love of his life. She was dressed in a common rough spun gown, her hair let loose and flying behind her due to the wind. She was walking along the bay of Pentos looking at everything with such wonder in her beautiful eyes. He was captivated by her. While walking, she had bumped into him and had nearly fallen to the ground before he caught her fragile frame with his hands. He never though he would ever meet a girl like her. Jon Connington, even though he was dearly beloved by the prince, had always told him he would be married to create an alliance. That he would marry an old crone out of duty.
And yet here he was, standing inside Baelor's Sept waiting for the love of his life to walk inside. Everyone looked at him dressed in all his finery waiting for his bride to enter. His heart was beating like the wings of a hummingbird. The doors opened and she walked inside. Aegon's breath caught in his throat. She looked absolutely stunning. She looked at him with tears in her eyes. Happy tears, I hope.
"You look beautiful." He whispered to her when she reached him. "You don't look too bad yourself." She joked. He loved the fact that she could joke even during a time like this, when thousands of eyes were upon them. In fact, he loved everything about her.
The High Septon had just finished conducting all his rituals. Aegon had just removed her maiden's cloak and draped the colours of his house upon her. He gently pecked her cheek when he was done draping the cloak around her. "With this kiss, I pledge my love. And take you for my husband" She said gently, looking at him with her eyes filled with love for him. "With this kiss, I pledge my love. And take you for my wife." He kissed her soft lips passionately until they were both left gasping for breath. He had never felt happier in his life. He looked to his wife and felt comforted and loved. He finally had a real family now.