Princess Daenya's Nameday

"Me, I would!" Lysa said.

Arwyn rolled her eyes at her youngest sister's enthusiasm. "Megga would be a better choice," she whispered.

In their new gowns, the sisters looked respectable enough, the dresses for the two youngest hastily altered to suit maiden girls. Leona, the second sister, wore a more womanly dress that clung to her breasts but was still modest in cut. Each girl had her own colour, Leona in blue, Megga in yellow and little Lysa in pale green.

Arwyn, however, wore the white dress that was a silk slip, low cut, with a lace overlay and lace sleeves. Her breasts were half displayed and half covered by the lace and the dress clung to her slender figure. She wore her hair down loose.

"So many people," she said, trying to subdue her nerves. "Which is the princess?"

"Oh, let's see..." Baelon answered, scanning the room. "Ah. Well that's a change. Pink hair, looks like she's just scorned some poor suitor. Come, I'll introduce you."

He took Arwyn by the hand and led her through the crowd, nodding greetings at those he recognized.

"Oh, Daenya," He said once they were near, "A joyous nameday, niece. Allow me to introduce my betrothed, Lady Arwyn Cuy and her sisters."

"A tall order," Aegon smiled with good humor.  "I think my first priority will be to do something about the smell.  That or a royal edict banning people from talking loudly during plays.  Truly, the pressing issues of our era."

Maekar laughed lightly, as he followed her gaze to Vira. "She claims to be one of grandfather's bastards, by some peasant in a village on the Blackwater. I met her at the Dragonpit, though, she just arrived from Dragonstone after taming the Grey Ghost, so perhaps she might be telling the truth about her parentage. Are you jealous, Princess?" he asked with another small laugh, though Rhaena knew well that he was poking fun at her, and his fingers remained entwined with hers.

"These are Arwyn's sisters. Leona," Baelon pointed to each as he named them, "Megga, and Lysa. They all dearly hope to have a place at court, and I thought you might accept one as your handmaiden, as your gift from myself and House Cuy."

"Ohhhh, a handmaiden, hmmm?" Daenya said, studying the girls a little closer. The decision was easy of course, but letting them dangle a little was fun. "I'd say Leona, she's the prettiest."

"I rather thought so," he replied dryly, "though you are right, she bears little enough resemblance to grandfather, or any of us. I saw her climb down off the Ghost's back, however, so she's clearly a dragonrider. I think you might like each other," he added, elbowing her in the ribs playfully with a small grin on his face, "and besides, that sounds like a friendship that I would rather enjoy getting in the middle of."

"Perhaps I we will like one another so much we no longer require your friendship" Rhaena said, poking him in the shoulder with her spare hand, it really can't be stressed enough how helpful two hands are. "We do not all have to look the same, look at Trajan, he has dark hair. Aegon's hair may as well be brown, and the younger traitorspwan? She's as good as a mouse," she looked round pointed to Elseyris at that, but woon enough looked to Maekar again.

"There is something I needed to discuss with you, but it will have to wait until we're in private."

"Good. I would not have wanted to miss much of my favorite niece's party. Rather surprising it hasn't yet turned into an orgy or a brawl, with this much of our family around."

"Oh?" He asked curiously. "If you wish it, I will come to your chambers tonight and we can speak of whatever you desire," he replied with a warm smile.

Arwyn's eyes widened. "An orgy? But isn't that...?" She looked to Baelon for help. "Please, don't make me do that. I don't want another man."

"I'll do it!" Leona cried, earning herself a scowl from her sister.

"It was a jest, dear." Baelon told Arwyn, squeezing her hand a bit even as he chuckled at Leona's enthusiasm. "Not an entirely unrealistic one, granted. But no one's going to force you into anything like that."