After two days as my father came to my place, Rhaenyra didn't have time to visit me. It's not meaning I'm missing her presence, however, it was not defined as she is. I knew my sister is like a little pup following my back everywhere I go.

Things to clarify is that we didn't share any intimacy yet, I mean I have fond of my sister, a self-sufficient, loveable and naive one. Plaything is what our game is.

She knows me well and I didn't have time to look at her more deeply. I know what would be the consequences if I go far with her. She's still my sister, we share blood in our veins.

"No princess again?" Lorcus, my good friend, said to me as he came to my tent.

"Busy, I suppose." I replied coldly.

"So I do have time with my good lad in here?" Lorcus shook my shoulders as I grinned at his statement.

"My time was never belong to someone, my dear lad."

"Yet that princess is so clung to you every day. I heard the King came down here, did he propose to you something? Are we going to serve the royals?" He was excited about this.

"No. I told you that we are very different from them. Just for you to remember, I'm a bastard." I countered.

"A bastard of the King! He cares for you, Lex. Even your step-sister."

"But not the Queen."

"Fuck the queen, she's so difficult for you. She doesn't like to remember that her husband fucked someone better than her."

Lorcus hates the queen because his family was banished and he's only left in here because of my father's wife.

"If someone hears you, they will pull off your tongue with a Valyrian Steel." I reminded my friend.

"That's why before they execute me, I should have a wonderful time with my great friend. So, you're all free later this evening?" His grins make me think this will be going unfavourable for my end.

"I have more swords to forge, Lorcus, so I will decline your offer."

"Come on, Alexa, you need an entertainment too. And I see no false that you are not allowed to go in a pleasure room." He begs.

"Because I have other important things to accomplish."

"I'll tell you, if you drop that hammer and go with me, I'll continue your work for a day."

"How about a week?" I bet.

"That's too much! 3 will be good."

"5, that is final. If you can't take it, then it is your loss, my friend." I continued to forge the new blade while my friend here is still in deep thoughts of agreeing.

"Fine! You win, now can you join my company later?"

"Just for an hour."

"Such a killer enjoyment. Just grab two cups of wine then you can go. Also don't forget the ladies." He winks as I rolled my eyes.

"Get out of my sight now, Lorcus. Before I change my decision."

"Very Well. I'll see you later, your grace." He teased while exiting my area.

-//-

Night peeked at the paths, we were on our way to a famous brothel in the city. As Lorcus and I entered, I can hear from the doors of hell the different kinds of orgasms and flapping skins to each one.

"The old man gave me enough coins to pay for my first job on the other side of the city. This will serve as my treat to you, Alexa. Enjoy the moment." Lorcus excitedly reminded me.

"So you're the infamous King's bastard daughter? Would you mind having my time with you?" With the deadliest look and talk, I knew what this woman wants from me.

"A wine would be better for me, Lorcus. I'm not here for sex."

"Then you should end up in a tavern, not in here, bastard. You got my attention when another silver-haired came to our place."

"Another Silver-haired?" I furrowed my brows from curiosity.

"The Prince itself, Daemon Targaryen."

I closed my eyes as I forgot that my uncle was here, in King's Landing, Pleasure house is his habitat, nonetheless.

"We should take another brothel, Lorcus. I prefer not very near to my uncle." I suggested to Lorcus.

"Ah! My dear niece is here! How lovely to see you again, you grew up bigger and taller." Oh from Old and New God's sake, of course, he will notice my hair just like his.

"Good evening, your grace. We're about to leave here, so worry not about my presence." I told him.

"Nonsense, you are my brother's bastard daughter, and I don't own this niche, why bother to go when we just met again? Everyone! I would like to introduce what my brother first made daughter, Alexa Blackfyre! Yes, she is the King's bastard." Daemon cupped my shoulder as he cheered my name to these pathetic people.

My height is much taller than Daemon now, but I'm weaker than him. He was the one who trained about balance, holding a sword and its function. He wasn't fond of me as his niece, but he believes that someday I will be the reason for the end of my father's era as king.

"Viserys will love the news that you are exploring your capabilities when it comes to women, especially when Rhaenyra hear about this." He whispered to me and I glared at him.

"Your grace, I think you are drunk already, and I begged for you to not speak any of this to my father and the princess."

"Acting tough now, little bug? Just because you're height is greater than mine, doesn't mean you are a Targaryen. You need to remember your place, you fucking wretch." He pushed me and continued to join his whores.

I shot daggers from my glare until he finally vanished from my sight. "Are you alright, lad?"

"I told you that this is not a great idea, Lorcus. Now he has a card to show to my father my false reputation. I should exit now from here." I started to go out of the brothel with worries in my chest.

"Forgive me, my friend, I thought that there will be another place where the prince will stay for a night."

"It's alright, Lorcus. I shouldn't blame it on you. It's my choice too, I should prepare what will my father tell me about this." I groaned.

"Again, forgive me, Alexa. Maybe we should go to the tavern and get our asses drunk as fuck. Agree?" He cheered and he knows that a cup of wine will be my saviour from my despair.

"Fuck yes." I smiled and tried to forget my predictions for tomorrow.

-//-

"All rise and bow your head for your grace!" I woke up from a loud manly voice we heard.

Fuck! My head is spinning and I realized we were still at the tavern, wait, I noticed it was just me. Where the fuck is Lorcus?

"Leave." My eyes widened open when I heard her voice and everyone who worked in the tavern was leaving the premises.

When I heard the door locked. I stood up and prepare to look at her, however, when I spun, I earned a painful smack in my cheeks.

"Your grace."

"Drinking all night while banging some whores in a pleasure house, you think you deserve to be named Targaryen? You are a disgrace, Blackfyre!" Queen Aemma was flamming mad when she heard the news from Daemon, I supposed.

"I didn't fucked anyone, your grace."

"Still your name was ringing all over that place. Your King's name is ashamed of your actions!"

"It was Prince Daemon who did the introduction to me." Yet I received another slap in my face.

"And you have the voice to blame it on Prince Daemon, which he's your uncle, the King's brother. How dare you? I should have already ousted you here since the day you were born but my husband just stopped me from it."

"I'm sorry, your grace. I will keep my name low again."

"You better be, or else, I will be the one to drag you out of this city, bastard." With that, the Queen finally left the tavern with me dumbfounded.

"What a shame."

"A bastard."

"Useless and pathetic wreckage."

I listened to the comments of the people as I walked down to my place again. Not bother with the words they are saying. While I'm almost in my tent area, another king's guard was all over my entrance and I saw the King's service chariot.

"Not again." I snorted. I continued as I entered while nodding my head to the guards.

"I'm sorry, your grace, but I think I'm already advised to have one lesson at a day, maybe you should come back tomorrow for another one." I asked lazily.

"So, did you fucked her so good?" She replied as I reached my private tent.

"Princess..."