This Mysterious Love (Alicent x Daemon)

Prolouge

How could they ever want someone like me, I'm broken, I'm ruined, I'm nothing, and them? They are radiant, they are whole, they are everything.
If only I was worthy of him.
If only I was worthy of her.

Alicents pov

I stand outside of the carriage when I see Syrax land with Rhaenyra.

"Syrax is growing quickly, she'll be the size of Caraxes soon enough."

"That's large enough to saddle two." She says, I can see the hope in her eyes that I'll agree but can't. Father would have me locked in the Sept for three days, the only sustenance being the wisdom of the gods. Thankfully I don't want to ride on a dragon.

"I'm perfectly content as a spectator thank you." I say before turning to sit in the carriage again.

On the ride back Rhanyra continues to try and convince me to agree to fly with her. She isn't used to the word no, so I understand why she acts the way she does. though that doesn't mean it doesn't annoy me.

When we make it to the keep she insists on seeing her mother. No matter how hard I try I can't fight the bitterness that I lost mine. Rhaenyra can't seem to stop talking about memories between her and her mother, about their plans once her sibling is born. For I can never do that, I can barely remember what mine looked like. I remember how she made me feel safe, loved, and cherished, but not her eyes, smile, or hair.

How can you truly know if you love someone if you can't even remember them?

When we make it to the Queen's chambers I stand by the door letting Rhaenyra greet and meet her mother alone. I only speak to greet the Queen as is proper.

I look around the room taking in the scent of Lavender the Queen adores. Then the sweet scent of vanilla fills me the one I always put in my hair, a smile comes to my face as I remember the scent of my mother. How it always makes me think of a warm hug. It instantly calms my nerves as I take in the Midwives hard at work to prepare for the new addition to the royal family.

"Ready to go?" Rhaneyra says startling me out of my thoughts and making her giggle. "Always so jumpy." She teases before looping her arm with mine.

As we walk away I hear the Queen moan in pain, the Midwives and Rhaenhra don't react to it so neither do I.

"I need to go to a council meeting, supposedly they can't pour their own wine." Rhaenyra says scowling in annoyance.

I wonder at times if Rhaenyra truly understands how lucky she is, if she knows others would die or kill for the position she was given. But as always I big

Te my tongue and nod with a pinched smile.

Once she's left I sigh and look around trying to decide what I wish to do with my spare time before my lessons with the Septa.

"Now if this isn't a sight for sore eyes, I the little Hightower all alone? Has Rhaenyra finally realized what a bore you are?" I hear the mocking tone of the Prince behind me.

I try not to shiver, his gaze always felt so calculating, as if he is only waiting for you to make a mistake. And from what my father tells me, this feeling is true.

"She was needed at the council meeting, one I hear your to be at as well." I say trying to keep my bearings before turning to look at him.

Gods he is gorgeous, there is no question why Rhaenyra practically drools after him.

"Hmm, but do they? They will be talking about my brother's heir and the tournament. They might talk about the blasted Stepstones, but my brother won't care overly much for it. None of that is something the commander of the City Watch needs to worry about."

"Perhaps not, but it is an honor, one many would kill to have." I respond annoyed him and Rhaenyra always seem to be scoffing at their duty.

He only hums before touching the thin necklace around my neck. "A beauty like you shouldn't have such drab jewelry." He says before reaching into his jerkin pocket and pulling out a gold and pearl choker necklace.

It's gorgeous, and I tell him as such as I admire it.

"Of course it is, I picked it out." He responds before pulling it out of my reach.

"If you wish to have it, take that pitiful necklace off, and let me put this on you." He commands in a tone that leaves no room for if I truly wish to or not, only that I must.

And with that, I reach up and take off the dainty necklace Father gave me for my fourteenth nameday waiting with bated breaths what the Prince will do or command next.

"Such a lovely girl as yourself deserves to be claimed, how no man has taken you up is astounding to me." He says before moving closer and putting the choker on my neck as he stares into my eyes.

I can get lost in those pools of lilac, I swear I can smell their sweet floral scent just from looking in his eyes.

"Gevives." He says as he looks into my eyes before he appears to almost recoil.

"Are you alrigh–" I go to ask but he cuts me off with a clear of his throat as he pulls his jerkin down.

"Lovely seeing you little Hightower. Perhaps I'll be lucky enough to ask for your favor." He says before partially running down the halls and out of my reach.

How curious. I think to myself before I hear the bell toll and realize I'm about late to lessons with the Septa so I rush through the halls. But had I stayed I would have seen the Prince watching after me.