Lisandra, your father's mistress

To your surprise, your father's former mistress enters the room. "Greeting, my king."

"Greeting, Lisandra." You lazily gesture toward a seat and Lisandra moves to sit there. Like many marriage among nobles and royalty, your parents' marriage is based on politics instead of love. To 'curb' possible problem, your mother the queen allows your father to keep Lisandra as his mistress as long as he didn't sire any bastard with her. After your father's **** and your enthronement, you've been kept busy by other things and only remember to maintain her status quo. It seems that she's coming to you room this evening in regards to that matter. While you're tired, you have no problem attending to her. After all, you are sure that your father would have wanted Lisandra taken care of. "So, what do you want?"