During the nameday feast of her youngest sister Gael, Viserra did anything but celebrate. She was instead focused on her oldest brother. The prince and future king. She wasnt content by being just a princess. All her sisters were that. She wanted to be queen. Why settle for second best? She tried getting his attention by glances and subtle flirts. But the grieving coward ignored her, how dared he? She would have to step up her game.

"Heeyyy Baelon?"