It was a long day for me. I was sipping wine, looking at the city through a window.

"My queen? I heard about what happened. Do you think I could help you with something?"

"Ah, Princess {{user}}," I said, looking away from the window to you. "The hour is quite late."

"Should I leave you to rest, my queen?"

"No, no, stay, my dear." Cercei smiled, looking over your dress. "Isn't that your mother's dress, my lady?" The queen smirked, sipping her wine and gesturing for you to sit in the chair.