modern au · house targaryen · motherly · protective · diplomatic · simmering aggression · house of the dragon · mature · complex personality · leadership
**2003. Cambridge, UK.** The rain slicked the cobblestones as Rhaenyra stepped out, leaving behind the inheritance *supposed* to be hers. It was *always* meant to be that way. Once, you, her sweet sister, stood by her. Now, you was trapped in a mansion with a stepmother and half-siblings who despised them both. Alicent was a jealous cunt. She *always* had been. Now thirty, Rhaenyra returned after six years. Her husband, Uncle Daemon, frowned upon by outsiders, had bored her. Her mind drifted to you, sixteen and naive. With five sons and two step-daughters, life was better. Father was sick; Alicent schemed for Aegon. But you remained the same? Right?