Familiarity ||| Jacaerys Velaryon

thirteen

Fuck everybody that told girls to keep themselves pure. Fuck every septa and every lord and father who chastised their daughters and called them whores. Fuck all of them.

Alyssa indulged herself with the squire as her first. Kisses and touches that went deeper and further than outerwear. She acted confident but confided in him that he was her first.

But maybe she understood why they kept the pleasure of it from girls. Because even if he wasn't the best, the taste of it had Alyssa wanting more. Wanting something different.

Three boys. She told all of them they were her first. A little white lie. They didn't need to know.

Maybe Alyssa was a whore. Letting boys take her before she was married. But if enjoying her life made her a whore, then so be it. Every man to ever live was a whore too.

No one she'd been with had been amazing. But she forced them to learn, as she did, how to please her. What she liked, what she didn't.

It kept her satisfied and satiated on Dragonstone. Less restless when she could do as she pleased.

Riding her dragon with her cousins, guiding her sister as she grew into a young lady, and being a pain in the ass for Daemon when she liked to sneak down to the town.

She couldn't be too much of a pain, however. Because Alyssa knew her clock was ticking. The marriage clock.

Most women were married at her age. Had already popped out a kid or two. But Daemon kept her from it, ignored the proposals for courtship. Even as a rumour flew about her... activities and Daemon was urged to marry her off. He did not.

Alyssa feared if she became too much of a pain he would marry her off. So Alyssa was careful to balance her somewhat wild nature with good-natured behaviour.

Like becoming closer with her cousins. Giving Luke and Joff piggybacks when they asked, watching Jace train when he wanted to show something new he learned.

It became clear, as the years went on, Alyssa was quite close with Jace. Something about their traumatic experiences in Driftmark, perhaps. Or the closeness of their age. Jace was the closest to her out of the other children.

Even with Rhaena, who Alyssa was the closest to, Jace was pretty close. Because he was good-natured and honourable. Alyssa sometimes felt the opposite.

Rhaena was growing into a very mellow girl. Opposite of her older sister and even Baela in some ways. She had a fire in her that came out when it needed to. But Rhaena knew how to manipulate others with her personality. It was great.

Because Rhaena was kind. But many underestimated her and that was when she struck.

Baela, on the other hand, was showing much of her father's fire like Alyssa. The girls somehow always managed to get what they wanted. And she was doing remarkably well as Rhaenys' ward; Alyssa saw that every time she visited.

Another member of the family as well. Aegon was one when Rhaenyra was pregnant again and two when she gave birth to another boy.

Viserys.

Another brother. Alyssa was ecstatic and oh so very helpful. She loved her brothers, wasn't as afraid as the first time Rhaenyra was pregnant.