The castle was bustling with nervous tension and maids as the coronation of the Queen was neigh. Viserys named his daughter, Rhaenyra to be Queen nearly six years ago, during this time Viserys decided to step down from the throne leaving his daughter in charge of the realm, he claimed it was because of declining health but behind closed doors Aemma knew it was so he could sleep with his young whores. It was a fact that disgusted her, the thought of him preferring barely legal girls to her, his own wife. But then again, she stopped loving him years ago, around the first time she found him in her bed with some red-haired lady.

She knew she was supposed to feel happy for her daughter, this is the biggest day of her life, but she only felt dread for the days to come, worried about what she might see when she walked into her bedroom, she attempted to put it aside when one of her ladies in waiting walked into her room to get her ready for the coronation. She was young but one of Aemma's favorites, she was kind, amazing sense of style, and gods she was cute. Not that Aemma would ever do anything to act on her feelings, she was queen after all. Well, she would only be queen for a few more hours.

She said quick formalities to the girl, like always, the girl started doing her haor and in about thirty minutes she was done.

"Will you be waiting for me after the Coronation, given that my daughter doesn't steal you to be her hairdresser." Aemma says with a slight laugh

"Of course, I will be waiting for your return, my queen." The lady said with a slight bow before she excused herself to go do her other duties.

Aemma put on her proud face and went to the coronation of her daughter, she was so proud of her, but she missed the feeling of the crown on her head already, she thought about it the whole time she walked to her chambers, a few moments after she sat down the young girl came into the room, Aemma decided to bite the bullet and get to know the pretty girl more personally.

"What is your name, girl?"