The first time I saw your face
my heart and love were born,
as is the sun each day
casting first light over Dorne.
The first time I ever said a prayer
was the first time I held your hands.
I wished that moment to last forever,
as water flowing through the Riverlands.
The first time I ever had a dream
It was of you, wearing a veil
I’d summit the tallest mountains
for your love, the mountains of the Vale.
The first time I stared into your eyes
My heart was torn, my love was breached
In your heart, I hope to grow
Like wheat does, in the fields of the Reach.
The first time I pictured my own death,
it was for you, fighting lions.
And I’d steal a thousand ships
for your love, I’d conquer the Iron Islands.
The first time I asked you to love me
Was today. Let’s go spend time on the sands,
Just you and me, my love,
spend time on the long shores of the Westerlands.
The first time I swore and oath
it was for your honor, to go forth,
protect and defend, your sacred beauty,
like the cold green forests of the north.