𝒯𝒽𝑒 ℋ𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇 𝒬𝓊𝑒𝑒𝓃𝓈
They say twins are made of the same flesh and bone. They say they share not only a life but a soul as well. That was no different for Alyria and Alicent. Both sisters shared a deep and sacred bond. Nothing could ever come between the sisters. That's what they both believe. But nothing could have ever prepared them for what was there to come after the death of Queen Aemma.
Alyria Hightower was different than her father. Her father was ambitious, eager to have more than he ever thought he could have. He had served under two kings. King Jaehaerys and now, King Viserys, the old king's grandson. Alyria had grown up in Old Town, that was her home, and that was all she had ever known, even when her father had moved to the Keep to serve under King Jaehaerys. She remained with her mother, by her side. Her mother had a son, her youngest brother Gwayne Hightower. The long-awaited son.
Her mother passed away soon after, and Otto then called for his two remaining children. Alicent had become another member of King Jaehaerys staff. Alyria's arrival shook everyone as no one knew Otto had another daughter. She met the royal family. The king and his wife, Prince Baelon and his children, and of course Princess Aemma with her daughter Princess Rhaenyra who was a babe.
Alyria was quickly taken in by Queen Alyssane who had lost plenty of children, she and Gwayne spent their time together most of the time. When Queen Alyssane left for Dragonstone she took Alyria with her who took Gwayne with her. In that year, it was when the twins took their second separation, and it was when Alicent realized that everyone in the royal house preferred her sister more than her. Her stay in Dragonstone did not last long as just two years later queen Alyssane passed away with Alyria Hightower by her side.
Alyria returned to King's Landing and Princess Aemma requester her for her service. She served her queen loyally for five years. A year after Queen Alyssane's death, her son Prince Baelon passed away, and just two years after him, the king passed away as well. Princess Aemma became the queen, her queen, and nothing was ever the same. Gwayne grew up alongside Rhaenyra, the two were the best of friends but nothing stayed the same as Alyria wished.
In the year 105, everything changed for the realm, queen Aemma passed during childbirth, leaving the king and her daughter behind. And, leaving the realm without a male heir. Of course, as expected the council members advised the king to remarry but did not wish to, he loved his wife. He regretted choosing the babe over Aemma and he would live with that guilt for the rest of his life. Alyria had been ensured with the care of Princess Rhaenyra. After the passing of her mother, the princess followed Alyria everywhere she went. In rare times she would spend the night with Alyria, she wanted to be near her every second of her day.
Alyria was coming to visit the king, her father had asked her to check on him. To see how he was doing after the death of his wife. "My king, lady Alyria Hightower" Ser Gerold announced. "Lady Alyria" he greeted. "Your grace. I wanted to check on you. And I also brought you a book. I hear you love history" he nodded. "Thank you, my lady" he was building something as she had noticed. "How is Rhaenyra?" he asked as he continued his work. "She fares well. She misses her mother but she's still too young to understand" he accepted her answer. She saw that he did not wish to talk so she took it upon herself to fill the silence of the room.
"When my mother died I was the only family she had in Old Town. Her family was back home, her husband in King's Landing with his other child. So, that left me and her and of course Gwayne as well" he finally looked in her direction. "She held my hand until her last breath. I could not change it for the world. I am glad she had me when she passed" he nodded. "I miss her most days... but I know she is happy where she may be now" he looked at her, Alyria was young, she was seven and ten.
Alicent had been coming to see him too. He did not think about much, he was grieving nothing made sense to him in those moments. Prince Daemon had been deemed the King's true heir seeing as he had no sons. But, after his speech in Flea Bottom, he was cast out by his brother, and his daughter, Princess Rhaenrya was named heir. Daemon was on his way out. Alyria was returning from her time with Rhaenyra. "My prince" she greeted with a nod before he grabbed her arm. "Where is Rhaenyra?' she said nothing. He pulled on her arm a bit harder but not enough to seriously injure her but she remained quiet. "I know you love your family more than power or the crown," she said to him but he did not have time to talk.
He began to walk away. "I know you think the king does not care for you but he does. He loves you" she told him. "He believes you are good and I believe it too. I know I am just some lady. But, don't give my father more reasons to whisper into the king's ears about you and your doings. He wants you away from Viserys" She did not wait for his reply. Daemon knew it too, he always had. But, at the moment he was upset with the turn of events.
The moons passed and the Keep seemed quieter. Viserys had taken a liking to Alyria. She was soft and kind, it reminded him of Aemma. She could never replace her but he could learn to care for her, even love her if he gave himself the chance. At that time, Daemon began to spend time with her. Rhaenyra never left her side. That year, King Visery chose Alyria Hightower as his new wife. She smiled and thanked him for choosing her as his bride. Rhaenyra was happy, Alyria was to be her new mother. Alyria did not feel sad, she knew her duty and she would do it beautifully as she was taught to do. Alicent on the other hand was not happy and swore she would marry the king too.
When the year 106 came around the new queen was pregnant and expecting her first child. Princess Rhaenyra and Gwayne were happy and eagerly awaiting their new brother. Prince Aemond Targaryen was born in the summer of the year 106 to King Viserys Targaryen and his wife Queen Alyria Targaryen. King Viserys threw a feast in the name of his firstborn son. Everyone loved the boy as much as they loved his mother. Rhaenyra loved being a big sister and Alyria never set her aside for any of her children. Finally, House Targaryen knew peace but not for long.
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