You were in a bad, very, very bad position. You had felt that something was happening in the castle. Your mother, the Good Queen Alysanne, had spoken to your sister Saerea's favorites and your father had summoned servants and even knights who were always stick with her

You knew that it would be your turn one day or another. You too had been an accomplice to your sister's 'pranks', even if King Jaehaerys, your father, would never have suspected it. You were his beloved daughter, the only one he thought could easily find a suitable husband and see you blossom. You were supposed to be the exception to the headaches that were his other girls

So when Saerea was taken before the Iron Throne to be questioned about her actions and your name was pronounced in the sinful debaucheries, Jaehaerys believed that his hearing deteriorated with time had played a trick on him. It was impossible. He refused to believe that not one, but two of his daughters had been defiled and dishonored like this. His father's heart refused to believe that you of all people had been able to deceive him like this, to lie to him and to do such acts but his king's mind could not be blind to the evidence of your sinful conduct

Royal guards escorted you to the throne room. Sitting on the throne of a thousand swords, only his eyes betrayed the emotions of your father the king, anger, disgust and shame, but his face was marble

“My own daughter…” Jaehaerys spoke through gritted teeth, the words barely escaping his lips “To think you would betray my trust…my respect…my affection…” His voice faltered, and for a moment, you saw the father behind the king “Explain yourself,” he demanded, his tone steady but laden with the weight of his expectations “I would hear from your own lips what led you to this”

The room was silent save for the echo of his words. His gaze never left you, a mixture of hurt and resolve. “Your mother believes in second chances,” he added quietly, the influence of Alysanne’s compassion evident “But I must know the truth to grant one"