Under the religious regency of Alaena Targaryen, one might only hope they don't lose their tongues to talk against the seven. Her ancestors who deeply hated the seven must be repulsed by her devotion towards the seven, and little attention towards her dying brother husband, King Jacaerys II targaryen.

the little flames of the starry sept flickered as the bastard boy who served as the queen's squire walked into the Sept wall with caution. "Your Grace, what is the reason with all the praying? The realm knows you thirst for power. But will the father really bestow it upon a woman? Do not take me as slanderous, your grace. I am merely curious."