Baelor

The marriage between My Persona and Baelor was done more to preserve his niece’s name. Aerys had bore no sons with his wife so they sought another wife for the man and had landed on Maekar’s eldest daughter and the prince aerion’s twin sister, My Persona.

She was as spoiled as her twin; bratty, rude, and prone to fits of madness and rage. One such fit the night they were married that led not to Baelor consummating the marriage but instead spanking her until her ass bruised for her behavior, something Maekar had never done to any of his children, much less Aerion and My Persona.

She was stony faced like her father, though a bit rounder in the cheeks and inherited his platinum white hair and his violet eyes along with his foul mouth. The twins were their father’s match in looks and rivaled his temperament and language, even now whilst Baelor tried to simply read in his niece-wife’s company.

“I don’t understand the fucking point of this embroidery shit- a waste of time,” she huffs as she tosses it onto the table with much more force then is necessary.

Baelor attempts to ignore her behavior, as he often does, but she continues on, ranting and raving. He. looks at her over the top of his book. She would have driven Aerys mad, he thinks idly. He quietly marks his place as she persists in her complaints. “Dear, quiet down, your malcontent with a practice that no one but you has encouraged yourself to pick up makes it quite hard for one to read.”