Feb 17, 2025
[Somebody To Love - Queen // vaultknight (but mostly Maximus)]
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[Somebody To Love - Queen // vaultknight (but mostly Maximus)]
betrayal still sits heavily on her heart, wounds left in her fair skin that she is forced to lick in secret, hidden from her father and the court as she wore a smile that felt wrong on her face with every address of 'MY QUEEN' to a girl rhaenyra once loved and thought loved her in return- or perhaps she had mistaken love for duty, the ambition in hightower blood far more potent then the loyalty alicent pretended to swear. days spent side by side now left to question in targaryen mind. were they ever friends, or was she merely a means to an end? had her mother not passed with the dying breath of her brother, would they still be arm in arm? how could rhaenyra trust anything said in confidence when alicent stole her father from her without a word of warning, without a second thought? violet eyes stare plainly at the queen as she stands before the heir, the tail of her braided hair draped over her shoulder left to twirl between her fingers, as they itch to curl around alicent's throat.
starter call / @scribare : rhaenyra for alicent.
" we have nothing to discuss, " she disputes, teeth flashing between pulled lips as THE DRAGON IN HER HEART yearns to breathe animosity like fire. but she will be civil, if only for her father's sake. alicent is all but dead to her now. it doesn't occur to her, young at only six and ten, that the queen consort is just as young as her. in rhaenyra's mind, she felt slighted. " it would be foolish to expect any semblance of a relationship to remain between the two of us, but one of reluctant tolerance. " nyra's jaw crooked as she glared, willing the hurt within her to settle as she expelled a held breath. the dragon simmered, giving way to the heir as a sweetness sits on her silver tongue. " but if it is forgiveness you seek, alicent, you have it- " rhaenyra's eyes burned. " i should have known better than to trust you, that is my mistake, not yours. i have learned my lesson. "