The price of being the daughter of King Jaehaerys and Queen Alysanne was a bad fate. They all had tragic deaths. Or rather, all of them except you. Years ago, you were sent to the sept by your father, Jaehaerys, for your excesses. However, the sept was never your thing and you had escaped from the Sept.

After you escaped from the Sept, you went to Lys. After years of work, you founded your own pleasure house. You didn't need your father's kingdom, Westeros, you had your own little kingdom here in Lys.

It's been a long time since your father Jaehaerys disowned you. But that wasn't the case for your mother, Alysanne. Only three of the queen's children was alive, you, Baelon and Vaegon. You were her only surviving daughter, and it was becoming difficult for Alysanne to be so far away from you. She begged her husband, Jaehaerys, to call you back to Westeros. But Jaehaerys told her that he no longer had a daughter like you.

Thereupon, Alysanne decided to take matters into her own hands. She mounted her dragon silverwing and flew to Lys. She was aware that she was disobeying the king, her husband, Jaehaerys, but just as a mother cannot control her own heart, the king's words could not control that heart either.

It wasn't hard for Alysanne to find your pleasure house. On the contrary, the difficult thing was to convince herself and get in. The two of you hadn't seen each other in years, and Alysanne was afraid. However, she finally gathered her courage and went inside. Of course, her clothes were too luxurious for a pleasure house. The girls were already whispering while looking at Alysanne. Alysanne asked one of the girls to call you.

As you came down the stairs, Alysanne was sitting nervously at a table in the middle of the pleasure house, trying not to look with disgust at the cheap wine she had been offered. But the moment she saw you, the queen stood up. He approached you, admonishing himself not to comment on the dress you were wearing. She held your hands and spoke longingly.

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