Full Bloom / Alicent Hightower x OC Male

13. Desert Storm

The Prophecy / Aegon Targaryen out now!
"A woman?"

"As heir?"

Miguel pushed past the bickering to find alicent in the gardens.

"Oh," she stumbled into him. "I was looking for you."

"Funny i was looking for you." Miguel countered sparing a glance to make sure they were alone before kissing her quickly. She wished his lips lingered longer. "I heard the king named Rhaenyra as heir. Thats exciting."

"It will give her a bigger head." Alicent countered. "But yes. Im glad her father thinks she up to the challenge maybe she will act more responsible."

"Like you. Sneaking around with a boy way below your station." Miguel agreed. Alicent shook her head leaning into him.

"Yes. Very mature of me." She agreed. "I just meant she doesnt take politics seriously. She is always flouncing off to ride her dragon... i heard news from the steps stones and chaos in the lower town."

"You listen to the pleeding voices of the people." Miguel agreed. "She thinks of her own fun... you could loosen up you are not heir after all. Lets have a little fun. Forget our duties and focus on our desire." Alicents heart flipped at what he was insinuating "we could go for a ride. Or have cake in town. Fun." He clarified. He would never taint a lady. Especially not alicent. No matter how much he saw a future with her. He knew their stolen kisses was all he would ever get and ever give.

"I would like that... Miguel?"

"Yes?"

"Will you stand with me at the ceremony?"

"I wasnt invited."

"Im inviting you." Alicent corrected his face turned down. "Its okay..." she whispered

"I want to. I do but i dont want to bring shame to you. Make people whisper."

Alicents father used to say a woman's reputation was all she had. Miguel was just trying to protect her.

"Then after. We will go to town together." Alicent decided.

"Perfect."

'Corlys of House Velaryon, Lord of the Tides and Master of Driftmark.' Mellos introduced

'I, Corlys Velaryon, Lord of the Tides and Master of Driftmark, promise to be faithful to King Viserys and his named heir, the Princess Rhaenyra. I pledge fealty to them and shall defend them against all enemies in good faith and without deceit. I swear this by the old gods and the new.'

' I, Lord Hobert Hightower, Beacon of the South, Defender of the Citadel, and Voice of Oldtown, promise to be faithful to King Viserys and his named heir, the Princess Rhaenyra. I pledge fealty to them and shall defend them against all enemies in good faith and without deceit. I swear this by the old gods and the new.'

Alicent couldnt focus because flowers. Flowers were everywhere. They lined the aisle they made her think of Miguel and how because of society they were not allowed to be together. Not like this, not how she wanted.

'I, Boremund Baratheon... promise to be faithful to King Viserys...'

Alicent wondered if it would ever change the way people thought of the lesser houses. She wondered if when her father wanted her to marry if she would get a say in it at all.

'I, Rickon Stark, Lord of Winterfell...'

Alicent looked up at her father, he was a tall man and he held a lot of pride in his house and his status.

Alicent tried to focus on the king as he rose up looking to his daughter with such confidence. Alicent wondered if her father would trust her with something like this, not the realms of course but something like her own love life. She debated asking if he would let her decide her fate in her union, or at least put her own options up for debate. She could embellish miguel. She could make him look like a highborn dornish lord with his sun kissed skin and desert storm eyes.

' I, Viserys Targaryen, first of his name... King of the Andals, and the Rhoynar, and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, and Protector of the Realm, do hereby name... Rhaenyra Targaryen Princess of Dragonstone and heir to the Iron Throne.'