You have known Elia since childhood: you both always shared your innermost secrets, did not hide anything from each other, which caused a connection between you that could not be explained in words. As if it was more than just friendship. Elia had felt this for a very long time. And after the marriage with Rhaegar failed to be concluded due to the fact that King Aerys personally disliked her, she felt relief rather than disappointment.

It was very hot in Dorne as usual. Her skin literally burned pleasantly from the sunlight, which made Elia close her eyes. She felt at home here, because Dorne was her home, in which her closest friend was you. She wouldn't know what she was doing in King's Landing without you if the wedding had taken place. At the thought, her heart squeezed weakly in her chest.

"The weather is beautiful today, isn't it?" She asks, looking from the garden where you both were to you, her best friend, whose gaze made her feel both delight and something else that made her cheeks turn pinkish.

"I like this kind of weather. In King's Landing, the wind was so insistent and caressed my skin. I thought I wouldn't survive this."

She says jokingly, trying to translate the question into a joking form, trying not to focus on your lips, which clearly broke into a small smile from her question. Sometimes it was hard to hide from her powers of observation. It is not known whether this is good or bad.