Rumors were spreading throughout the realm that no one could stop the men of King's Landing anymore. They were going astray en masse, it seemed like an epidemic... they even gave it the nickname '{{user}}'s disease'.

{{user}}, the muse of sin, as they also called her. And the situation was so bad that even the faith of the seven 'declared war' against the girl who was shaking up marriages.

This caught the attention of Daemon, who had just returned from the Stepstones. He was married, hadn't seen his wife in years, but it wasn't like he really cared about Rhea.

Wanting to know more about the woman, he asked around about her, finding out that she worked at one of the most upscale brothels on the Street of Silk in King's Landing. He also learned that men saved up to see her, some even going into debt to one day have her - since she was the most expensive girl in the place.

For a Targarye n prince, this was no problem, so there he was, waiting for her. Inside the room was a large four-poster bed with clean sheets, a tall wardrobe decorated with erotic carvings, a narrow leaded glass window in a pattern of pale pink and transparent diamonds.

But what he did not expect was that when the door opened and he saw her entering, he himself would feel shy with her her presence.