Second Day at Myrcella's Court

The next morning you wake, ready to face all the challenges ahead. You change into your clothes for the day, but this time decide to sit in your bed and wait for your meal, instead of rushing out and intercepting it at the door.

After a few minutes of waiting, you hear a knock on the door, so you walk to it and open it to be greeted with the same man who had delivered your food the day prior.

"Sir," he says, passing you the tray, overflowing with food, "I have brought your breakfast for this day."

"Thank you," you reply, closing the door behind the man as he leaves. You quickly sit down and devour the meal, thankfully with a drink this time.

Once again, you walk down to Myrcella's court, though this time you notice that is significantly less busy than the day prior. There are no arguing courtiers filling its grand hall, rather just a short line of petitioners and lords discussing their issues with Myrcella and Shireen. You look to them and they appear to be wearing rather similar clothing, both in fine golden silks, though Myrcella's has just a crowned black stag emblazoned on her breast, whereas Shireen's holds a fiery heart.

You watch as the two separate lines for each lady proceed forward quickly, many of the courtiers and lords just offering quick oaths of fealty or words of support. You just stand there, observing for a while, breaking to eat a lunch, before realizing that the line has shortened significantly.