Love and Fire\\G!P

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When I arrived at the banquet, everyone is having a time with a good conversation and mead, while I still stand here at the corner like a lost pup, waiting for Rhaenyra to come out or Alicent.

"Great celebration, isn't it?"

I looked to my side when I heard a robust voice. He was dressed nicely while holding his cup.

"Indeed, my lord."

"Yet you're not enjoying the party itself." He replied.

"I'm not kind of that person, I guess, my lord." He just smugged at me but never leave at my side.

"Aren't you exhausted of this kind of  people around?" He began again but I didn't quite understand him.

"Sire?" "They pass the throne to their sons. They named themselves according to their ancestors. People who clearly know how to play games."

"I-I... I am not one of them if you are going to ask me, my lord." I stammered.

"Are you not?" He faced me for the first time since we started this nonsense conversation.

"Stark!" The King interrupted us as he called his name. So he's Lord Stark, I heard about him before.

"My King! Great to see you again. It's been so long since we last talked to each other." Lord Stark welcomed.

"It is been a while. I believe the crowd is over there." Father replied.

"You really don't know how to facilitate your own festivity, my King. I frankly say it is relatively tedious." He scoffed while drinking his liquor. "Also, I was invested when I saw this fine-looking man."

"I'm a woman, my lord." I answered back. "Alexa," Father warned me about my rude response.

"So you are the Alexa. The greatest Blacksmith in Westeros." I felt embarrassed when he praised me with that name of mine. "You are his bastard child." I changed my face with the last call. Of course, I am more famous for that name.

"I believe you are drunk, Lord Stark. You should continue and enjoy the festivity." Father stepped forward as he covered me at his back.

"I will remember that child, Viserys. That kid will be your sickness. And she... will be my redemption." Lord Stark finally walked back to the hall and left me and my father.

"Who is that?" I asked him.

"If he comes back again, remember do not believe what his words coming out of his mouth. You understand me, Alexa?"

"He called you by your name, sire. That's a disrespectful action."

"Alexa! You heard me. He's nothing but lies." The King was so upset. Maybe that man did something to my father, or maybe in the other way around.

"My love?" I saw the Queen as she called her husband. "Blackfyre. I forgot that you are here."

"Forgive me, your grace. I should keep my shadows away from your sight." I bowed to her.

"Don't be. We invited you here. Please, enjoy the place for a moment of your lowly life."

"Aemma," Father called her. "Yes, I will. I should find my sister to accompany me. Your grace." I bent my head again as a sign of respect. Father was worried about me, or rather to that Lord Stark.

"I will, my king. I will avoid him for the rest of the night."

"Thank you." He sighed and smiled at me. And I proceed to find Rhaenyra again. 

"Alexa. We need to talk." Frost's calling. I forget to look for Rhaenyra as I go to the Dragonspit.

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