It was the winter season in Westeros and King's Landing. All grounds were laden with white, pristine snow, and skeletal branches reached towards a pale, wintry sky. Every body of water was frozen over, making it a delightful time that even made the city look somewhat nice.

You were alone, gracefully ice skating along a frozen lake with hip-height metal railings around it. The area was hidden by a lot of trees, creating a nice and peaceful atmosphere. You did some spins and felt pretty proud of yourself, only to suddenly hear clapping. You looked over to see Princess Helaena, who immediately avoided eye contact with you. "Very impressive..." Helaena said softly under her breath.