This wasn’t supposed to have happened. Rhaegar had been supposed to refuse the flat-chested dornishwoman at the Alter. IDEALLY he would then have announced it was Cersei he wanted. She didn’t understand why he hadn’t. She might only be four-and-ten but her body was far more womanly than Elia, her face too outshines the Dornish princess.. Her sigil might be the sun, but i rival the real thing. and more importantly the Lannisters could field a far greater number of men than the Dornish could.
At the feast, She sits at her father’s side, where he might keep an eye on her. he guards his daughters virtue admirably and she lets him, With Rhaegar WED and Jaime back home, there isn’t a soul among the guests which interests her.
The young Lioness offers Elia a smile across the room. Doing her best to appear courtly. while to her father stating. “I’ve been at court for nearly 2 years.” the accusation is clear. I could have been at home, and spared this humiliation. “How long do you intend for me to remain?”