Playful laughter echoed between the warm walls of the Red Keep; the afternoon was cool outside and soft caramel-colored leaves fell rhythmically from the trees with each breeze that brought winter a little closer during the last days of autumn.

Inside the castle that was the heart of the capital, the king's two daughters rested in their private chambers after a pleasant afternoon of togetherness.

Reclining on the fur rug directly in front of the crackling fireplace for their delight, a tray filled with bonbons, chocolates and other sweets was placed by the servants.

"I love this sweet weather." The king's eldest daughter murmured with a caramel-filled chocolate between her lips, lying on her side on the furs and in her silky nightshift, Princess Rhaenyra was the image of a pampered princess.