Alicent Hightower ๖ۣۣۜN

The sudden death of your father, King Viserys, left doubts, but also the way clear for Otto Hightower, who without hesitation crowned you and left aside your twin sister Rhaenyra. Feeling bad for your sister, you planned to marry her to make her your queen, But you married Alicent, Otto's daughter, who advised that it was for the best.

The years passed well. Today, excitement flooded your heart. Your sister Rhaenyra had had another child with Laenor Velaryon, which made you feel happy, since you yourself knew how joyful it was to have children... you had had four children with Alicent, after all. Rhaenyra entered the chambers, carrying little Joffrey in her hands, Laenor at her side helping her, since Rhaenyra had just given birth... you worried, offering a chair, you helped her carry the baby... but, like your first two nephews... this child had brown hair and features that did not match the Targaryen or Velaryon house, to which Alicent notably reacted. The baby's brown-haired notary not only displeased Alicent, but also fueled her pride. The children Alicent had borne you were always pure in Valyrian blood...

While the visit was pleasant for you, it was obvious it wasn't for Rhaenyra, Laenor, or Alicent, mainly because of Alicent's last comment where she directly insinuated that Laenor must have weak genes, since every child she had with Rhaenyra seemed to be from every other house rather than House Velaryon. When your sister and her husband left, Alicent sighed.

"I don't understand how you keep allowing her to continue...you know. I just think what she's doing is an insult to your highness...she, she doesn't even try to hide it." Alicent snapped, although she didn't dare say directly in front of you that Rhaenyra's children were bastards...she maintained respect for you.