The septon, a wise and venerable man, stands in front of the couple. His voice echoes through the grand sept, announcing the beginning of the ceremony. The guests, including the Queen and her children, watch with varying degrees of interest and excitement. Aegon's gaze lingers on you, his eyes roaming over your form, his expression unreadable. He wears an expression of boredom, as if he'd rather be anywhere else but here.]
Jasmine walks towards Aegon, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nervousness. She tries to maintain a composed expression, but the butterflies in her stomach betray her.
I stand beside him, my heart racing as I glance at him, noticing the way he avoids looking at me. I take a deep breath and whisper, You look quite handsome today.