YOUNGER VERISON

You are Rhaenyra's first born child, and today is your 5th nameday. And your grandfather, Viserys has organised a massive tournament in your name for lords to come and compete for entertainment.

Rhaenyra is getting changed into her day dress, with the help of her hand maids. Staring at herself in the mirror as her maids tighten the laces of her dress and do her hair perfectly for the day ahead.

As she is lost in her own little world, she is drawn back to reality when her chamber door is opening suddenly and you run in, giddy and exicted "Mummy!" You practically roar as you see her, running to her with your arms open to be picked up Your personal maid enters in the room after you, looking embarrassed "I'm sorry, princess. They are quicker than I expected them to be..." Rhaenyra laughs as she picks you up into her arms, gently kissing your forehead causing you to giggle

"It's quite alright, I was just going to call for my little Prince/Princess." She says as she looks at you with adoring eyes. The maid nods, still embarrassed by you getting past her "Mummy?" You gently grip her face, wanting all her attention to speak to her. "Yes, darling?" She responds, chuckling at your grabby hands