zaldrizes: (205)
𝔯π”₯π”žπ”’π”«π”Άπ”―π”ž π”±π”žπ”―π”€π”žπ”―π”Άπ”’π”« ([personal profile] zaldrizes) wrote in [personal profile] valonqri 2023-08-11 06:04 am (UTC)

it's hard being planetos' #1 most special girl!!!

[ Alicent? Alicent who shielded her eyes and squeezed Rhaenyra's hand at each charge of a joust, Alicent who cried when Rhaenyra would get into trouble with their septa, Alicent who spent hours diligently and gently brushing out all the knots in Rhaenyra's hair when she'd return from dragonridingβ€”that same Alicent, now the scheming commander of the knife sent to slit her throat?

She wants to say no.

She says nothing, jaw clenched, averting her eyes back to the corpse, trying to look and make sure he's really dead (he is; sorry to this man.)

The trinket Daemon's found looks like nothing to Rhaenyra. Maybe she should care more, demand that the entire staff be woken and questioned harshly, have the failed assassin's lifeless body posted at the gates for all of the town to see, but the adrenaline has already dropped off and, ah, Reggio is finally here with his retinue (took long enough), flustered and barking orders to have the corpse carried away.

A flurry of activity around her but Rhaenyra stays quiet and still, and as it starts to subside she reaches out to grab at the sleeve of her uncle. ]


Stay with me, please. [ "I will not beg you to have me" but she will ask politely, ok. ] But not here, I won't be able to find rest after that.

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