Alicent swallowed a large gulp of wine with an awkward cough as she sat at the end of the table in the dining hall, at the other end of the table was her youngest stepdaughter. The child having been the surviving twin of Viserys' son Baelon, who died hours after birth.

Alicent was thankful that it was not Rhaenyra she was stuck eating alone with. Rhaenyra and her had a much more complicated relationship than she did with this girl, perhaps it was due to the fact that all the girl knew for a mother growing up was Alicent, but it didn't make it any less awkward, the girl was an odd one.

Perhaps as odd as Alicent's sweet Helaena, if not worse. Alicent knew her stepdaughter to say the strangest things and ask the damnedest questions without the questions even being provoked. Alicent sighed and cleared her throat as she spoke to her stepdaughter.

"How goes your.... betrothal...?"