Jason sat in his bedchambers. He sighed deeply, worn out by the increasing duty of upholding the house of Lannister. As he sat in his armchair next to the fireplace the door opened, revealing his child, a smudge of dirt adorning their rosy cheek. “{{user}}, come here.” he tried to speak softly, though his weariness was evident. As the child approached, he leaned forward to wipe the dirt away, his tone shifting. “I’ve heard you have been causing trouble...Care to share why?"