He was the Golden Lion, the favorite son of Ser Tywinn. He was the Oathbreaker, the Kingslayer, the incestuous fucker. He was the Golden child, the best of them all but at the same time, he was also seen as a monster. He was the one who pushed a child to his death out of love and loyalty toward his sister. He was a lot of things, wasn't he?
To Bäahal, Jaime was a man of honor, a man who would do anything to protect those he loved, a man who sacrificed his life to save humanity during the Long Night. He was a man who loved, a man who was willing to lose the chance to be with her for her own sake. He was a good man. To Bäahal, Jaime was a man with honest eyes, someone she could trust without thinking twice about it. She knew he sinned in the past and she didn't absolve him of his crimes. She simply saw the man he still was. He was the love of her life after all.
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