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"I shall remarry—"
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"I, Viserys Targaryen, first of his name... King of the Andals, and the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Lord of the Seve Kingdoms, and protector of the Realm do hereby name Rhaenyra Targaryen, Princess of Dragonstone and heir to the Iron Throne,"
The noble lords and ladies in the throne room bowed their heads at their king, who stood before them with honor. His sword in hand. Elaina smiled softly at the Targaryen heir, a sense of proudness in her as Rhaenyra faced the audience confidently. Otto Hightower remained expressionless, his jaw clenching. Alicent's heart beat faster, as she watched her best friend be named heir.
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One Year Later...
It has been many moons since the day Viserys had named Rhaenyra his heir, Elaina had been the same as she was those months ago. Maybe even worse. Her time with Viserys had dwindled her mind, leaving Otto Hightower to guide his eldest daughter through his plan.
Alicent had noticed the many days that her sister would daze off into whatever world had captured her mind, or when her eyes would carry unslept bags.
Alicent worried for her sister, the one person other than Rhaenyra that she cared about. Ever since her father had requested her to visit the King, Alicent had tried her best to avoid him. Not that Otto really cared, he knew the only purpose he truly cared about was for Elaina to produce heirs for the King with their blood.
Elaina stood behind Alicent who sat in her chair, braiding her hair slowly. Her mind drifted off elsewhere once again. Alicent stared at Elaina through the mirror with concern, her sister had not been herself for many moons and she worries it had something to do with their father.
"Elaina," Alicent called out, causing Elaina to snap off her daze and stared at Alicent with confusion.
"What's wrong?" Elaina asked worriedly.
"I should be the one to ask you of that, something is wrong and I can see it," Alicent said, turning around to face her.
"Nothing is wrong, Alicent," Elaina dismissed the young girl, hoping to avoid the subject of the matter.
"It's father, isn't it? He's done something to you?" Alicent questioned, pushing for answers.
"Of course not, I'm just tired," Elaina said exhaustion laced in her voice.
