a younger sister. someone who has protective big siblings to look after them.
in which Rhaenyra Targaryen doesn't understand why everyone has began to treat her like a child.
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BOTH ALICENT AND RHAENYRA WERE ONCE AGAIN, sitting by the fireplace talking gently. The Princess sat in front of the Queen, their knees touching and the Queen once again running her fingers over the scar she created some time ago.
Both of them were quiet for a little while, the Princess didn't know wether to ask about what was going on or not as ever since she came here it felt like everyone was different. It even came to light when Daemon had asked and when she'd saw Ser Criston's facial expression at how everyone was suddenly treating her differently.
The door opened gently causing the two of them to look, Alicent smiles when she saw the same maid bringing in another set of tea. "Thank you," she says causing the maid to bow and leave the room.
"I wanted to talk about your safety within the castle." Alicent started off as she had poured both of them tea, "it has come to my attention that someone took away your guards." She took a slow sip while staring into Rhaenyra's eyes, "I had gotten you your own protection, but I was told that my father thought that you did not need it."
Rhaenyra could see that she was slightly blaming herself, "it is not a big deal. I have been fine, though, I didn't know I would have any until Aegon recently said I should." Alicent had once again turned to her, "I am not going to get hurt, I walk around Dragonstone alone, but I always find my way back." She states shrugging her shoulders.
Something flashed within Alicent's mousy brown eyes, "I want you to be protected and followed when you are in this castle, Rhaenyra. You are much more vulnerable now that you are pregnant, I understand you can look out and protect yourself, but if something happens to you I could never forgive myself."
Again, the fuzzy feeling came back to Rhaenyra, a certain warmth within her stomach made her want to rely on her old friend. She tried to talk, but it came out small making her not sound like herself, "Ali, please do not talk like that about yourself." She murmured, she was confused why she sounded so childish.
The Queen turns to the girl and runs her eyes up and down her form, she took notice that the Princess now looked smaller in her chair, her violet eyes had glazed over and a small pink blush started to appear around her face. She inwardly smirked, she could see Rhaenyra battling with herself not to let go and rely on anyone but herself. She scooted forward and pulled her old friend slightly against her and pulled her into a hug.
Rhaenyra fell limp into Alicent's arms, she felt tense and looked a little lost. What was happening? She couldn't even think straight, and couldn't even move, she was like a rag doll that could only move if someone helped her up.
"I will stop blaming myself, Rhae." She says into the said girls neck, running her hand down her soft silver hair. "You are alright, let yourself go, I will be here."
