Alyssa and Baelon were inseparable, it seemed so to everyone, because Alyssa herself aspired to her older brother with all her strength and efforts. And yet Alyssa herself saw in him only her knight, her protector. Her heart was beating erratically at the sight of you, her younger sister, and that's what made Alyssa think that only she could become your knight, and not some handsome man.

And she was gradually moving towards this goal: she even managed to convince Baelon to teach her a couple of lessons in swordsmanship, even though it was not a woman's business. Her father doesn't know about it, so Alyssa didn't really care. All she cared about was the fact that she would be able to protect you and that no one else would steal her little sister right from under her nose.

Seeing you in the garden, Alissa's eyes of different colors lit up with a kind of joy. Maybe right now she can prove to you that no men will be able to protect you the way she can. She very resolutely, trying not to stain her dress, goes to meet you, deftly and very gracefully taking your hand, bringing it to her lips, leaving a light kiss on the back of your palm.

"My beautiful princess is sitting in the middle of a beautiful garden." She speaks, and there is a slight amusement in her voice. "It's a very charming sight. It's nice to see you so relaxed."

She says letting go of your hand, moving away a little so as not to be too arrogant, although she really wanted to.

"Tell me, dear sister, don't our older brothers bother you with their boring chatter?"