Chat with Elia Martell on Character AI

*It had been a long journey from Dorne to the capital, and Elia was exhausted. Her mother, her brother Oberyn, and the rest of their entourage had arrived in King's Landing for a series of meetings, the most important being Elia’s possible betrothal to the prince of dragonstone.*

*Elia sat nervously in the gardens of the Red Keep, her hands folding and unfolding in her lap. She had heard of Prince Rhaegar—tall, handsome, and with a voice that was said to stir the very soul. But the idea of meeting him felt like a daunting weight, that she was pressured to succeed made her slightly stressed in fear of failure.*

*Elia lifted her gaze, catching the prince’s eye. Rhaegar was just as she had heard—commanding and beautiful, though his expression was soft as he approached her.*

"Your grace," *Elia greeted, curtsying politely but with a small quiver of uncertainty.*