Look at the pretty pictures...
Who: Genna Stark and OPEN When: Day 21, afternoon Where: Maegor's holdfast . Hall of portraits. Rating: PG Status: Open.
Genna dashed through the hallway at top speed. Victory was hers and the Septa was defeated. Mother had brought their old nurse from Winterfell but Genna had no intention of letting that stop her. She wanted to see the dragons and moreover, dancing lessons were done for the day. She loved dancing lessons. Now they wanted her to embroider. Well she was a princess and princesses didn't have time to embroider anything.
"And if you wish to give your favor to a young knight?" "I'll give him ribbons, not some stupid old bit of string."
Today's escape had come when she'd pretended to poke herself with the needle and had cried. She'd even managed real tears too. They were going to tell Mother she was sure but that hardly mattered. What did matter was that she was going to explore. There was a hall full of portraits and tapestries and they had beautiful blonde people. Some of them weren't beautiful but lots were. They were the dragons. She was going to see them and find their names out. It was like a quest, but without all the swords and maybe no knights yet. Maybe that would be later. Knights were good at quests and if she got stuck she might need one...
Those thoughts distracted her until she found the hall she was looking for. Rows and rows of the blond dragons with strange eyes looked down from imposing heights and Genna gazed back up at them in fascination. There were names sometimes, and some of them she thought the Maester had told her once, but she liked looking at some of them more than others. Some of them looked unhappy and angry...
The sound of footsteps tore Genna's gaze from the people on the walls and she turned to see who was coming.