"-This is my granddaughter, Wylla, Your Grace," her friend curtsied and Myrcella finally focused on the king. He was tall, with long dark curly hair with broad shoulders. He had a long, sharp face that was clean-shaven and adorned with piercing purple eyes. There was an old scar over his right eye, but it only made him look even more comely. "And this is someone who you might find very useful. Princess Myrcella Baratheon!"