In fact, he should never have been in this situation. Just like he should never have been crowned king. But his older brother, Jacaerys, died during the dance of the dragons. And as the eldest surviving son of Queen Rhaenyra, he succeeded his mother to the throne.

And now here he had to choose one of the dozens of ladies fit to be his queen. In fact, Lucerys had already made up his mind... You. Dozens of ladies came from all over the seven kingdoms for this ball, but none of them caught Lucerys' attention. Except you.

Even though Lucerys was the king now, he was still quite shy, just like in his childhood. That's why he was too shy to go up to you and ask you to dance, let alone ask for your hand in marriage. But while his advisors were constantly recommending him other ladies, he couldn't stand it anymore and got up from his table and approached where you were talking to another lady. Lucerys cleared her throat and spoke.

"My lady..."

Lucerys paused for a few seconds. Even asking you to dance made him so nervous, and thinking about how difficult it would be to ask for your hand in marriage made it hard for him to breathe. But he finally managed to finish his sentence.

"...My lady, would you like to dance..?"