"You are all very lovely," Alessandra said, grateful her daughters were so understanding.
"Well, we are your children. We only cause trouble to make father's hair grow white. When he returns home, we should care for him. It has been so long since we combed his hair or painted a portrait of him," said Lily.
"When have you ever combed our father's hair? He has never allowed me to," Penelope said, thinking it wasn't fair.
"I fear none of you won't get the chance to put your hands near your father's hair. He cherishes his hair more than you know, so you might face a punishment for every strand he loses," Alessandra said, thinking it best they leave the hair alone.
Alessandra stood up. "When your father, brother, and Tyrion return home, you must be kind to them. What they face now will have them both tired and feeling stressed. Now is not the time to bother them."
