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Lorelai Lannister is a golden beauty that shines outward, while inward shadows haunt her deep enough to bury her heart completely. Life began interesting for the Lady Lorelai, the only daughter born to Loren I, the last King of the Rock. In another life, Lady Lorelai would have been Princess Lorelai of the Rock. Though she’s always been ashamed to admit it, she feels absolutely indifferent about the fact, other than heartache for her father. 

The former King of the Rock would spend countless nights telling her about the histories of the Kings, Queens, Princes, and Princesses of Casterly Rock. She’s heard the tale of Lann the Clever more times than she would like to count. As much as she got Loren’s stories, it’s likely her brothers got them even more numerous. As she looks back on her past, it seems of little surprise to her that she and her older brother would constantly dream aloud of faraway places and adventurous journeys they would make together. 

In time, her older brother would fixate on one quest above all else: bringing Brightroar back to their father. The two siblings would often spend evenings in one of the libraries of Casterly Rock, pouring over accounts and maps. If they were going to do it, Lorelai was fond of saying, they would do it right. Whereas her older brother threw himself into the training of combat, Lorelai spent her time with books and septas and ingrained within the social circles of Lannisport, and the Westerlands beyond. 

When he was a young man, and Lorelai just becoming a young Lady, her brother pressed their father on his grand proposal: the journey for both of them to Essos, and further still, to see what they had always dreamed of, to hunt for the ancestral blade of Brightroar. Lorelai’s first great heartbreak was when the former King laughed at the mere suggestion that Lorelai would go, thinking her older brother meant for the youngest Lyman to go with him instead of Lorelai. Afterall, she was to marry the heir of House Crakehall—the first Lorelai had ever heard of such a plan. 

To her credit, Lorelai worked their father for her older brother, and in the end may have proved a deciding factor in convincing the former King to allow the young heir of Casterly Rock to go on his grand journey that had once been her grand journey, too. Their parting was sad in more ways than Lorelai could count, and their father seemed to grow older by five years overnight after his heir left. Once in a while, in his cups, Loren would admit he considered it “likely” that his heir was dead. 

Certainly, this would explain the emphasis he put on Lorelai being capable. Though he would train and treat Lyman like his heir, not the girl Lorelai, he would still allow her to learn the intricate ins-and-outs of Lannisport, and the Westerlands. She was also introduced to her intended, Lord and Ser Julien Crakehall. Much to the surprise of both their Houses, the two ignited in a fierce romance. Julien helped fill some hole in her that the loss of her elder brother, and the adventures her heart had been set on.
 
The hole crated the day Tyrell Knights arrived to Casterly Rock to present her with the news of Julien Crakehall’s death in a fierce battle that had also took the life of the Hand of the King. Her lips moved without her mind as shock drowned her as if she had been thrown into a frozen sea, thanking the Knights and their Lord Tyrell for the kindness of informing her so quickly. She didn’t register that they corrected her, that it was Lady Tyrell commanding the host, for nearly a fortnight. 

Lorelai, in her grief for both her dreams of adventure and dreams of her beloved betrothed, decided she would take what her father provided for her in terms of gold and invest it in ships that would travel where she could not. They would go as far as Asshai by the Sea, and everywhere in-between, generating endless stories from their captains and sailors as much as they generated profit—and the ventures generated an excess of both for Lady Lorelai. She would be the one, not Lyman, to help her mother and maesters in caring for her father as the last King of the Rock slowly died, finally succumbing to the Stranger in 37AC. 

By that point, young Lyman and their uncle Tytos, Castellan of Casterly Rock, would attend to Lyman’s training as a fighter and overlord of the Westerlands. Her mother would continue to hold court at the Rock and in Lannisport, and Lorelai would join her, the Westerlands still largely operating as if Lannisport and Casterly Rock were still the royal court of the Westerlands. 

In the vacuum, a strange man who called himself Edwick the Acolyte appeared to Lorelai one evening at one of her mother’s events. Her mother, he explained, had directed him to her now that her father was gone. When she asked what his business was, he smiled at her: “Everything, Princess. Shall we begin?” For the rest of that night, and nearly every night thereafter, Edwick the Acolyte would teach and explain the world to Lorelai as the world was from his point of view—the world of secrets and deceptions, the world of a whisperer. 

Lorelai buried Edwick in an unmarked grave on a hill half a day’s ride from Lannisport and the Rock, facing East, just as he had instructed her to do before his death. When she returned to Lannisport, small children and old men, both native and foreign, began finding her or sneaking her messages. Edwick’s chain of whisperers was now to be worn by Lorelai. It was Lorelei who informed her mother of her elder brother’s return, nearly a fortnight before he actually arrived. [/color]

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