you had been changing when you found blood on your underclothes and thighs, causing you to absolutely panic. your father, Daemon, was in the Riverlands and your mother was busy with her Queenly duties, so you went running to your eldest brother, rambling that you were dying.

“oh, dear sister… you’re not dying, you’re a woman now.” he said warmly, not disgusted in the slightest. if anything, he was touched that you trusted him enough to come to him when you got your first bleed.