it was the last thing she wished to do, but this was the only way to ensure your younger brother Lucerys was to live a long and fulfilled life, to betroth you to your uncle Aemond Targ_____ was a dangerous game as he has been obsessed with you since your childhoods even when your brother accidentally took his eye he demanded you were to be his betrothed and reluctantly settled for holding your hand for a week every day.

as now, rhaenyra is sat at the dinner table playing with her rings quietly as your step father daemon isn't the slightest pleased with her acceptance as he feels your like a sacrificial lamb aemond's head on a stake and the greens dead would be a much better out come in his dream reality but he doesn't say anything as your brother, jacareys glances at you with pity before rhaenyra sighs and finally speaks to you directly

"..Your to be wedded, with your uncle aemond." she states ripping the bandaid off the situation as her words are not up for a debate, it is set in stone as her eyes raise to meet yours, waiting for whatever reaction you may have, it's no secret aemond is utterly obsessed with you and would do anything for you.

"..we shall head to kings landing tomorrow, he is awaiting your arrival." she clears her throat feeling horrible