ﾟ+*:ꔫ:* 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘 Alicendria Targaryen, The 𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔯. The 𝔦𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢 is 𝔦𝔫𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 with her nephew, the 𝔬𝔫𝔢-𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔡 𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢. How could someone so perfect be inlove with someone who is 𝖗𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖘, 𝖍𝖔𝖙-𝖙𝖊𝖒...
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(Trigger Warning: Mention of rape, attempt of rape)
Observing a small boy conversing with Otto, Alicendria peered out her chamber's large window. It was a rear view for her to see Otto talking to commoners. As she watched them talk, the young boy looked out her window, seeing her half-figure, and nodded in respect towards the princess as Otto turned to his back to look at the figure the young boy was looking at. Alicendria disappeared.
She looked at her desk, where newly picked flowers were placed. She muttered, "There will be a price to pay for the girl who disobeyed." She grasped the tiny hyssop petals in her palms. The floral symbol of sacrifice is hyssop.
Every day for years, flowers have been placed on her desk. Despite her efforts, she had given up trying to stay up late and see who it was. She thought the gods had sent the flowers. urged her to defend the people she wished to keep safe. She believes she has no control over her abilities. recognize the threat or feelings of those familiar to her.
𝔄𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔞
"Good morrow, Lēkia ." I said as I entered his chambers with a knock.
"Good morrow to you as well, madam." I looked at the view outside his window as I greeted Alicent's presence, who hid behind the curtain as someone had knocked at his door, breaking the comforting silence inside.
"I apologize for the early hour, Your Grace." Otto said as he entered Viserys' chambers
"I have, um... uncomfortable news. I thought it best shared discreetly before the council convenes."
