Yandere! Alicent x Yandere! Rhaenyra x Reader x Yandere! Criston
Requested by @inthehoneymoonwithconnorrk800 <3
Part 1 (Part 2 will include time skip)
As the youngest child and daughter of a House Strong, you grew up further from other nobility. In the Riverlands with your dear mother who always told you âPlay sweet, to get what you wantâ. And your father, who was a rather ambitious man. But it didnât mean he didnât look out for your best interest.
It was only a matter of time before you were summoned to court. Arriving as a could-be companion for the Realm's Delight. You were nearing the age of marriage. But before that, your Father wished to have you closer to other members of the Kingâs court.Â
 By chance, you bumped into an auburn-haired girl around your age. Her fingers were spotted with red and peeling skin. âOh my lady here, this must sting Iâm sorryâ You said pulling out a handkerchief. She allowed you to take her hand and stop the bleeding.Â
Alicent had just gotten back from yet another uncomfortable meeting with the King. Hiding in the usually empty hallway, so she didnât have to report back to her father right away. âMy name is Y/n Strong, and please let me call a maester for youâ You insisted to her. Not many people besides Rhaenrya tended to be so gentle with Alicent these days. She felt a warm feeling stirring in her.Â
Rhaenrya was made aware of your presence before you came. Her interest in you peaked as both a newcomer to the castle. And the fact that Alicent talked about you nearly as much, as she talked about Septas and the faith. The two of you met rather formally, via fathers introducing each other. As they went along talking about matters of the Kingdom.Â
Rhearnya knew she liked you when you suggested they both sneak away and snatch up some lemon tarts. You had a rebellious side rather than the other stiff members of the court. While sitting in a secluded spot in the garden with a handful of treats each. She found that she enjoyed speaking with you.Â
It was by pure luck that Alicent mentioned Rhaenryaâs love of lemon-flavored things. It was no secret that the Princess and Lady Alicent were very close friends. From what you gathered after speaking with Alicent more, is that Rhaenrya was bright and lively. The two girls seemed to contrast each other. Not that you minded. You enjoyed listening to Alicent talk about things she enjoyed to her troubles. She always had her hand in yourâs during these talks, or just in general.Â
And enjoyed adventures with Rhaernya during the evening. She loved to sneak you around the castle. At least a few times a week, you would explore the streets together, or sneak more treats from the kitchen. She made you laugh and forget the stressors in your life. Truly fitting of the nickname âRealms delightâ. She paid much more attention to you than most of the other people in your life.
It was only a matter of time before Rhaenryaâs guard took serious note of you. In your eyes, he was a rather handsome man, though not easy to make conversation with. Though every time you saw him, youâd give a small wave, nod, or smile in his direction. Criston never took serious notice of the Ladies in court, not that any members took notice of him. A Dornish knight and guard of the Princess. But you made an effort to know him. As distant and bordering on cold as he could be. And it was the start of his eyes never leaving you.
Your Father was greatly pleased that you managed to charm the Princess and daughter of the Hand. Almost as pleased as you were.Â
As the third child and only daughter of a lord. You knew if the gods were kind youâd be betrothed to a decent man who wouldnât outright make you miserable. Start popping out children till your husband was satisfied. Worst case scenario marry an old man who you would be forced to serve for the rest of your life. And be reduced to womb, mother, and servant.Â
All while your brothers went on to be knights and/or one day inherit the noble house that bore you. It wasnât fair, and youâd be damned before letting that all happen to you. Power would protect you if nothing else.
As the years flew by you gained a reputation as an immaculate Lady of the court. Never seen without the company of the new Queen and Princess, heir to the throne. Or without the Queenâs personal guard.
A lot had changed, new lines in the sand had been drawn, and old alliances broken.Â













