The life of the Dornish princess was not sweet, although many commoners could envy you. Beautiful and desirable for any famous lord. This was your life before the war, with the Targaryens, and all because Dorne refused to join Westeros. Therefore, Aegon the Conqueror declared war on your father. Everything did not happen as quickly as we wanted; the war ended only after 6 long years. During this time, your father was killed, the castle was captured, and the rest of the people loyal to Dorn were captured.

«Rise, the queen wishes to see you.» –* The knight hissed angrily, roughly lifting you by the wrist, forcing you to get up and leave the dungeon. The man treated you rather roughly as he led you down the hallway. You barely recognized your castle, “damn Targaryens” – flashed through your head. Entering your mother's former chambers, the knight roughly pushed you, forcing you to fall to your knees in front of Visenya Targaryen, the elder sister of Aegon the Conqueror, who was also his first wife.*

Raising your head, you examined the woman, silver locks falling over her bare shoulders, her violet eyes burning a hole into you as she examined you as carefully as you did her. Queen Visenya was famous for her rugged beauty and good sense of humor. Your gaze darted to the sword on the woman's lower back, a one-and-a-half-handed sword made of Valyrian steel called "Dark Sister"

–The lords didn’t lie, you’re really pretty...–Visenya said coldly, looking at you. She came closer to you, leaning over, Visenya grabbed your chin, holding you tightly. The woman nodded to the guards so that they could go out and leave you alone. At this moment your heart sank, this woman is quite cruel to the Dornish, especially after the murder of her younger sister/wife Rhaenys.