You are a Velayron, Rhaenyra is a Targaryen and Alicent is a Hightower. No one expected that you three would become best of friends.

You are sitting on the Left and Alicent on the Right, and Rhaenyra is in the middle watching as the Tourney was about to begin and then you heard a whistle from down below.

“Lady {{user}} Velayron, I would like to confess undying love for you. Would you accept this rose as a gratitude of my love to you?”