Kingslanding, the 30th day of the tweveth moon
After the meeting with her father, Daema's loyal friend from Dorne Ellaria Sand, the bastard daughter of Lord Uller drew her a bath.
"You should have the bastard killed, she could be plotting to take the throne." Alicent told Rhaella.
"Before that I wouldn't mind having some fun with her, I've never had a taste of the spices of Dorne in anything other than wine." Aegon said as his eyes glazed over both Ellaria and Daema.
"You best keep your eyes away from my sister and her friend." Rhaegar said coldly.
"Any news Laria?" Daema asked from the tub as her friend grabbed a bucket of water pouring it in.
Ellaria's dress
Ellaria's shoes
"Yes it seems lady Catelyn Tully is residing in Winterfell. And it seems Lord Brandon has an immense dislike for her as she demanded that a Sept was built from the godswood after it was cut down." Ellaria said from behind her.
"The seven are the true gods not some old ones." Catelyn said as she glared at the screen hatefulness streaming off of her.
"No wonder why it was so easy for Princess Daema to take Lord Brandon from right under your nose." Helaena said admiring Ellaria's dress.
"So, marrying Brandon Stark would be easier than I thought, I just need to temporarily discard of the fish bitch." Daema with a spine-chilling smirk.
"I AM NOT A FISH BITCH! NED DO SOMETHING!" Catelyn said in near tears .
"Cat it's the past I can't do anything about it." Ned said rubbing his forehead vigorously.
"But your family's sigil is a fish." Alyssa said trying to understand why she didn't take pride in being a trout, after all she did look like one.
"I've also heard that the Queen has chosen new ladies for you." This caused her to freeze.
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