@mccndancer
Dragonstone was quiet - quieter than Rhaella had ever known in Giantsfall Peak. Barring the roar of the sea, traipsing the castle hall was like walking through the ancient crypts below her Lord Grandfather's mountain keep.
Since arriving in her father's household (or at least, that of his new wife), Rhaella had little idea where or who she was supposed to be. As she moved into the courtyard, the silvered hair of Lady Baela - her half-sister - came into view. What a strange thought. Rhaella had been raised alone until only a few weeks ago and now...
Well, she hardly knew what to say.
Instead, she approached the battlement upon which the younger woman stood looking out across the sea.
"Lady Baela... I apologise if my presence is unwanted but I-- wanted to say I'm sorry. About Lady Laena."
