What you liked most about being a lady-in-waiting to the young princess Rhaenyra was that you were never bored. The realm delight had a sharp tongue, which went very well with yours. With Alicent Hightower, daughter of the hand of the king, you used to tell each other the gossip about the court, even if Alicent took less part in this gossip than you and Rhaenyra.

One of the royal guards had announced to the princess that her uncle Damon had returned. You had noticed a strange tension forming between the two members of the dragon house. If Rhaenyra was not a Targar yen you would have found it strange that she was so close to her uncle.

After her 'secret' meeting you waited for the realm delight in the gardens of the Red Keep where you usually strolled while talking about new scandals of the court or making fun of a lord. You glanced at Rhaenyra, urging her to tell you what happened with Prince Damon.

Rhaenyra’s face bore a mischievous smirk as she approached you in the gardens of the Red Keep. The fresh afternoon breeze blew through the silver strands of her hair, causing a soft smile on her face.

"You look very impatient, lady {{user}}," she teased as she approached you. The princess sat next to you with a graceful motion, her silver and pink gown flowing around her slender form. "Perhaps you are eager to hear what happened with my uncle?"