She must hate them.

There is no other explanation for her thinks. She is young, her brother's new wife, barely 23 and yet again she has to carry the same weight the three of them do.

It's the first time she has reacted like this. Vysenya ponders. The first time she has acted out to the veiled remarks of Rhaenys's court.

The young lady, Allyta is her name, is still sputtering, while the others flock around her as if she's been attacked by a bear.

She has been attacked, but by her queen nonetheless.

Aegon's brow is up, and his face rests on his hands. Rhaenys must do her best to not laugh at her ladies-in-waiting.

Vysenya makes a soft noise in her throat, that has them immediately stop.

Some question Aegon's decision. Does he not have enough with two wives, did he have to take a third?

But there is something about her, something he and the dragons have remarked. She is not a beauty like Rhaenys or even Vysenya in

her own way. The darkbrown almost black hair,trademark of her birthregion and simple green eyes make her perhaps plain.

Yet there is a kindness in her manner, a sweetness and pureness no many possess. He'd seen her once and kept thinking about her; when Rhaenys brings up the young woman in the forests, he knew he had to bring her to court. She's not like any of them.

He likes her. but somehow it's been much more difficult for him to show then he expected.

She's not Rhaenys, his sweet wonderful sister who he loves with all his heart, she is not like Vysenya, who is like a rock standing in all kind of weather and though much less romantic then Rhaenys he loves her as well, in his own way.

But she, she is like a breath of fresh air. She is the point around which the three of them move without realizing it. Where Vysenya is like the dawn, harsh in your eyes and Rhaenys like sunlight on a sunny day, she is like the small rays that tickle one's face softly, gently.

She is shy and not easily provoked, but even she has a bursting point.

He's not sure what must have happened, nor why Alytta and Lysei don't get along, but he plans to find out.

But for now, he will leave her, so that she can pretend that she isn't crying, like the first night she pent in their castle.