Duncan was sat down on a log that was on the outskirts of the Ashford Tourney, eating a bowl of stew whilst his squire, Egg, or as he recently found out, Prince Aegon Targaryen, went on and on about a 'sister.'

Truth be told, Duncan wasn't paying attention, too focused on his own thoughts and eating. He was mostly thinking about the fact that he'd have to compete in a Trial of the Seven on the morrow.

However, when Egg grabbed his strong arm and began to point in someones direction, once again mentioning a sister, Duncan nearly choked on his food after having looked at who Egg was pointing at.

That was one of Egg's sisters? Was all Duncan could think as his eyes slowly followed the Princess as she made her way through the crowd of people. Duncan couldn't quite recall ever seeing woman as beautiful as her.

The wooden spoon hung loosely between his fingers and his jaw was slackened as he continued to watch the Princess, slowly blinking.