I have been wondering what actually happened during Alicent and Rhaenyra's childhood friendship. In this story I will delve into the details of what I think might've happened. I did a lot of research and I do truly think their relationship was a bit romantic. Maybe not at all times but many people believe that they did have a romantic connection, and I think that that should be explored a bit. This story follows Alicent and Rhaenyra's pov's, switching every once In a while to show both sides of the story.

(18+ Mature Content) A secret pregnancy, hidden from the Realm, produces a daughter of pure Fire and Blood. Forced to succumb to silence, shipped off to Oldtown, raised by a High Septa instead of her own mother. Is her true identity the key to the Dance of Dragons, or will she be the demise of House Targaryen? Daenaera was a sickly infant, abused and groomed into believing she deserved the treatment; until she forged a forbidden love with an awfully distant 'sibling'. Her true, innocent, being is called to charge, where her fate remains undecided by the Gods. It's as if they wish a greater purpose for her, sending the largest, cruelest, and brutish of dragons to guide her journey throughout the terrors the Dance of Dragons curates. {Storylines may be canon, and/or untrue to the books & series} {TW: ocxoc, religious trauma, angst, violence, general themes of ASOIAF, heavy smexual & smut material. this is your warning!!}

I'm bored so I'm making a satire fanfic of what if Alicent was the father(or other mother) of Rhaenyra kids Etc and I'm writing this at 3am btw so it's definitely not going to be too serious

"I want to fly with you on dragon-back, see the great wonders across the Narrow Sea, and eat only cake. I'm being serious I never joke about cake."

Alicent Hightower loves Rhaenyra Targaryen. And with loving Rhaenyra come the unexpected realisations that Alicent has collected over the years spent together. But when Rhaenyra starts to gain more self-awareness, Alicent is left with the daunting task of communicating needs and feelings while navigating the rules she's learned to love - or loves to hate. It's always been easier to kiss Rhaenyra than to do that up until now anyway.

The first love. What is it like to fall for someone for the first time? When you accidentally touch your best friend's hand and butterflies fly in your stomach... or when the last thing you think of at night before sleep is the sound of their laughter... Is it love? These are the tales of how Alicent Hightower and Rhaenyra Targaryen felt for each other, the discovery of many feelings, mostly, when they were on dragon back. This fanfiction will be divided in two parts, the first one setting when the both friends were still teenagers and the second one when they were adults. Enjoy the reading! :)

Book-Accurate Rhaenicent

The king is in decline and men scent the throne like hounds. In the Red Keep, they say Rhaenyra is careless; that Alicent is pious, but not blind. Between the heir's red flame and the queen's green flame, Aelyx Targaryen finds not only the coming war, but also finds desire, debt, and the terrible idea of power. When the bells toll and the scales take flight, what name will the dead whisper?

The last thing Rhaenyra Targaryen remembers is the flames that consumed her when her brother orders his dragon to burn her. The next time she opens her eyes she finds herself in a completely different world. In a world where her childhood fantasy of marrying her best friend became a reality. Now she has to learn to navigate in a world that is so different from her own.

In a world bound by duty and tradition, two young girls-Alicent Hightower and Rhaenyra Targaryen-navigate a bond that teeters between loyalty and forbidden desire. As expectations of the crown and the gods loom over them, moments of quiet intimacy spark feelings that could alter their futures forever. Torn between devotion to faith, family, and each other, they must decide whether to embrace the fire within or let the weight of the world keep them apart. When love becomes a secret, how long can it stay hidden?