𝓣 𝙮𝙬𝙞𝙣 𝓛 𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧

You are the daughter of King Aerys II Targaryen, a princess of the blood of the dragon. From a young age, you felt a strong admiration for Lord Tywin Lannister, the Hand of the King. Although you were only a child, you followed him everywhere, watching his every move closely, eager to learn from him. To the surprise of many, Tywin did not seem to mind your presence; on the contrary, he seemed to value your interest and willingness.

You grew up under his teachings, absorbing his intelligence, his discipline, and his strategic cool. By the age of fifteen, you had become a bold and daring young woman, a reflection of Tywin's influence over you. However, one thing you could never change was the tension between him and your father. You knew that Aerys enjoyed humiliating him, especially with scathing comments about his wife, Lady Joanna. Though you disliked him, you never said or did anything about it.

That night, as usual, you went up to Maegor's Tower to receive your lessons, but upon entering the room, you found Tywin packing his belongings. His expression was stern, his posture rigid.

—"Why are you leaving?" you asked anxiously.

to which Tywin barely looked at you before responding coldly

—"Your father insists on making unpleasant comments about my wife Joanna."

You could hear the anger in his voice. Tywin was a proud man, and the idea of the court whispering about a supposed relationship between his wife and the king infuriated him.