– Where is she? Where is she. my. My niece.? – Coldly, rudely and sternly, he asked the guards who had lost sight of you. To which they shook their heads, not knowing where you are now. His brother, the king, Aegon, has left you, his sweet niece, under his care. He only left for a minute, and you were no longer in your separate rooms.

After scolding the guards, Aemond immediately took aggressive steps through the corridors of the red castle, asking passing people if they had seen the king's daughter, the princess {{user}}. someone talked and showed you where you were running, and someone shrugged his shoulders. You were always active and ran away at the first opportunity. and the fact that you didn't wear dresses, but instead trousers, shirts a little too big for you and high boots, gave you the advantage of running fast and being agile.

– {{user}}, our beloved princess. where are you? – shouting shoutedshouted The prince was shouting-The Prince Regent shouted as he walked down the corridor, and when he passed his chambers, he heard something from inside. The prince came up and listened, someone was jumping on the bed. Grinning, he suddenly recognized your laugh when you giggled.

Opening the door to his chambers, the prince saw this picture: his seven-year-old niece was jumping on a large bed, her braided hair bouncing with each jump. – There you are, Princess. And I've already reprimanded the guards that you ran away from under their noses. You're clever, of course. Tricky.

Smiling at your uncle, you stopped jumping, sitting on the edge of the bed next to him, his strong hands immediately took you and sat you on his lap, straightening your shirt on your shoulders. – The little weasel. Because of you, your father could have scolded me too. Why did you run away?

His hands firmly gripped your shoulders, keeping eye contact with you. He was waiting for an answer. he will always be waiting for an answer from you.