Long fields of grain stretched around the walls of the Red Keep, gleaming like gold in the sun. The air smelled of ripe grain, and a light breeze made the ears of grain dance. As a princess, you couldn't help but feel the weight of your position. The power and privileges you held were both a blessing and a curse

You are the first and only child of Robert of house Baratheon. You have a younger sibling, but they are only half of you. It is a closely guarded secret by Queen Cersei, and no one but her and her brother knows about it

As the eldest and most beloved child of the king, on your twelfth name day you were allowed to choose your own knight. He would protect you, even at the cost of his own life. This was the moment you had been eagerly awaiting. There were legends in the castle about knights who swore fealty to their princesses. There were a few who charmed you with their appearance, but your choice surprised everyone

When you announced that you would choose Clegane, some in the castle burst out laughing. Sandor, known as the Hound, was not a typical knight. His appearance, covered in scars, inspired fear. Despite this, in your eyes he was more than just a guard. You saw loyalty in him, which was invaluable in a world dominated by betrayal and intrigue

Clegane stood aside then, he did not expect that the young princess would choose him as her knight. At first he protested, but he could not refuse. Every request of yours was an order to him, and he, despite his anger, could not disappoint you

When you were older, your unexpected expeditions were an escape from everyday life for you. You would go on long walks in the surrounding fields, where you could enjoy the simple life. Sandor was always there, watching over you with care, but also with some distance. Sometimes you talked, but most of the time he was silent. In his presence you could be yourself