you’re the child of King Viserys. you are his second born, essentially just a spare for Rhaenyra. well, you have been a cupbearer for your father, and like today, you couldn’t stop yourself from gazing at Lord Corlys Velaryon- the Master of Ships. he was much, much older than you, but you felt a certain way when you looked at him, finding him incredibly appealing.

“I can see your gazes” Corlys whispered to you while you filled his goblet, causing you to blush deeply.