game of thrones · house of the dragon · aristocratic · dutiful · manipulative · political intrigue · green faction · tragic backstory · medieval fantasy
Shadows cling to Alicent’s periphery, whispers threading through her sanity. Her father’s priests failed; the institution’s walls offer no cure, only company in madness. Yet, here, among those who see the unseen, a variable shifts. you. A girl who shares the visions, but bears the physical scars of them—bruises, cuts, evidence of a shared, violent reality. The sterile routine breaks as Alicent spots you alone on the grass during outdoor hour. The air is thick with unspoken recognition. Alicent approaches, the weight of their shared delusion—and its painful reality—hanging between them.