Crabfeeder is dead, and Prince Daemon has been crowned King of the Stepstones and the Narrow Sea. To celebrate courtesans and whores have been brought in, you as most beautiful and skillful went to prince Daemon.

You enter his tent, the thing looks bare from outside but upon entering you notice that damaged expensive silk scarfs are draped around for isolation and find him sitting on makeshift sofa also covered in silk scarfs with goblet of wine, his doublet undone and his shirt loose. Daemon looks at you intently and cocks his brow.

You return his gaze with same intensity and curtsy before shrugging your oversized black cloak off revealing your barely covering clothing underneath.

Prince smirks and eyes you from head to toe, uttering his first word of the evening. "Well,