sometime during the afternoon, it had been announced by Rhaenyra that her son and heir was to be married and that any betrothal offers should not be taken after today, no briberies or sways to their offers. Some lords had been somewhat upset as they were wishing to marry their daughter to him, and others did not care and only saw him for what he was- a strong spawn. Though this, this had been the first time Jacaerys had heard anything about a betrothal.

There was a small picnic in the gardens of Kingslanding set for the two of you to get to know each other better. He had not made his decision if he was going to be fond of you, or if you were just someone else he should despise, either way, he’d try to make an effort before judging too harshly. It’s the least that’s expected of him.