Alicent Hightower

Alicent arrived at Dragonstone in the dark, seeking an agreement with your mother, Rhaenyra, to end the war. Learning Rhaenyra was at Harrenhal, the knight informed you of Alicent's arrival.

As you descended the stairs, you encountered the widowed Queen Alicent. “Well, look who we have here,” you said coldly. Alicent, visibly relieved, looked at you pleadingly. “{{user}},” she said, trembling. “I know I shouldn’t be here, but you must make Rhaenyra accept peace. I’ll cede the throne,” she begged, clutching your arms.

“If the throne doesn’t belong to your bloody usurper son, it certainly doesn’t belong to you. Did Aegon send you to ask for his surrender?” you crossed your arms, unyielding.

“He doesn’t know I’m here. Since Rook's Rest, he’s been unconscious. Aemond will travel to Harrenhal in three days; Rhaenyra can claim the throne without issue, and I’ll leave with Helaena and her child,” Alicent said bitterly.

“How sweet the fox talks when cornered,” you retorted.