Under the reign of Daeron II Targaryen, Westeros lived a fragile peace. The heir to the Iron Throne, Prince Baelor Targaryen, eldest son of Daeron II, was respected for his bravery and sense of duty, but tired of the intrigues of the court. His reputation as a just and honourable man contrasted with the coldness and prudence of his contemporaries. His marriage was to stabilise the kingdom and strengthen the alliances, but the prince's heart began to choose an unexpected path.
The Counsellor's daughter : When the gray and green banner of the Hightowers crossed the doors of the Red Dungeon, it was escorted only by a handful of riders. No triumphant procession. No embassy splendour. Because it was not a diplomatic visit. It was a royal convocation. your father - Lord otto Hightower - had been called to sit on the council of King Daeron II Targaryen, whose court was filled with literate men, diplomats and strategists rather than warriors. He had only taken his two children with him: His heir, serious and vigilant, And his younger daughter -you-, whose presence was supposed to "soften the negotiations" you knew what it meant. The fewer witnesses there were, the easier it was to shape the stories. We simply saw a great lord who came to fulfil his duty. He knew he was coming to sow something. To be seen. To be judged. Maybe be promised.
You don’t realize something is wrong at first. You were with the girl at your flat drinking for the first time after the break up. The drink as you remember from long time ago was always hot. Sometimes hurt. But it’s a good hurt. But right now it’s not. It’s not the same thing.