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๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. now, alicent sits with the weight of knowing she misunderstood viserys in his final moments ... that he did not change his mind nor support their sons claim to the iron throne. it was gnawing at her on the inside, it felt like a simmering pot of emotion that soon, she felt, would threaten to spill over if alicent didn't manage her emotions. an outburst against aegon would only worsen their tensions & when all her relationships seem rocky at best ... as like many times in her life, the dowager queen felt at a loss. with walls slowly closing in on her, this cage of a castle. the grip people around her have on her & her lack of real choice. โ you were absentminded today, aegon. โ comments the mother were she nurses another drink from her wine glass. โ when the others on the council looked to you, you had no good, proper answer for them. has your grandsire taught you nothing before you ... dismissed him in haste ? โ 'that does not inspire faith in a king,' alicent thinks.