Selene gazes down at King's Landing from her perch on one of the Red Keep's towers, sitting dangerously on the ledge of one of the windows. She's snuck past her guards and has taken up watch in the dead of the night, hoping that her excursion would give her some peace and summon sleep. It's not her marriage that worries her. She'd been concerned for a time, yes, wondering if she should've just chosen the barbarian, but that had been before she'd met Jon. But it's the ghosts of her past that won't keep still, and some nights, in the emptiness of her room, she almost hears her dead brothers calling out to her.

I won't rest until you are avenged, her own voice echoes in her mind, reminding her of a promise she'd made on her mother's deathbed. But she's much too far away to enact any plans of revenge, and her betrothed has practically offered her a new beginning. And wasn't this everything she ever wanted, anyway? A crown she's always been meant to have, and someone she could love in the way her mother had loved her father?