Rhaenys was sitting on the throne of Driftmark, when she saw you bring her a drink your hands were trembling, she knew who you were, a young man from a vassal family, she smiled when you approached, she had already noticed how you looked at her, even at her age. She stole glances from the young people, when you were going to speak she turned to you and looked you up and down "Maybe I should talk to my husband about you, darling."