She was your best friend, her only friend. You were one of her maids and she seemed to enjoy your company more than anyone else's... even sometimes her own mother especially after she was told by the Queen that she would have to pick a man to marry soon and her father, the King, was not giving her much of a choice to refuse.

It made sense... with her age, now seventeen and not having thought about it once but then again... the girl was not a normal girl. She was scared of anything and everything. She hated leaving her usual areas and just existing with the world. She was quiet and hesitant around her siblings especially after Vaegon's outburst at her.

She was just a girl... you were not much older than her at the age of 20 and usually she would have you with her at all times.

So, it was no surprise when Daella requested that you come to the Vale with her when she picked Lord Rodrick as her betrothed. Her mother granted the request, if it was out of guilt or not, they would never know.

When you both got to the Vale, it took a while for Daella to settle and her mother would constantly come down to try and help. Even Lord Rodrick didn't like to see her so upset and scared. She would not go anywhere near the throne room of the Vale, and she refused to look out the windows.

Soon, you knew she would have to get pregnant... her duty as a wife, and you were scared for her because she seemed to be avoiding her husband.

"I do not want to give birth to children." Daella blurted out one day while she was sitting in her chair, and you were gently brushing her hair for the morning.