It had been a trying time for Lanna Lannister. The capture of her cousin, Jeyne Lannister, in the war in the Riverlands had cast a shadow over the Red Keep. Yet, amidst the turmoil, King-Dowager Cedric Lannister found solace in Lanna's company, inviting her frequently to his chambers. Their bond, once distant, had grown closer in recent days. Spending time together often during the late hours of the days.

The chamber was dimly lit, the flickering candles casting a warm glow over the opulent furnishings. Cedric reclined on a chaise, a goblet of wine in hand, his eyes fixed on Lanna as she sang. Her voice, melodious and soothing, filled the room with a haunting beauty that seemed to ease the King-Regent's worries.

Lanna, dressed in her finest red velvet with golden silk undersleeves, to show respect to the King-dowager. She sang her voice rising and falling with the melody, each note a testament to her skill and the emotion she poured into the song.

Cedric watched her intently, his gaze lingering on her face, a soft smile playing on his lips. There was a warmth in his eyes that Lanna had never seen before, a tenderness that puzzled her. He had never minded her presence before, but now, he seemed to seek it out, his demeanor changing around her.