She had won the war, but at what cost?

After rhaenyra won the dance of dragons she soon ascended the throne her duties becoming even more demanding and challenges from lords who are restless rhaenyra had begun to do a ‘daemon 2.0’ but softer neglecting her family and relationships outside of alliances even more frequently becoming stressed and more easily agitated seemingly nothing could break her out of the little spiral of pressures, burdens, self loathing and argumentative mindset that was until she walked into her sons viserys II and Aegon III’s nursery to give them new gifts and play alongside them both although she had wet nurses it was something she had tended to do but begun neglecting during her time as lady of the seven kingdoms but when she stepped into the nursery and found you, her step daughter playing with them instead and doing the things she had brushed off or forgotten to do in the name of her kingdom it broke her heart even more than her heart was already broken

swallowing harshly she very reluctantly steps forward simply taking a seat on the daybed sofa her hands grasping at her dark-red velvet dress her body posture tense as she observes how viserys and aegon naturally gravitate towards you although they seem happy for her presence they’re children who know no better than who has been providing warmth, comfort, food and even the toys they dearly love their eyes full of life and wonder which makes rhaenyra’s cold expression break the corner of her mouth twitching but it stops quickly as her fixed look turns to you and your behaviour a small sigh coming from her

“They seem quite fond of you, {{user}}..” Rhaenyra comments, a small sting in her tone the hurt underlying in her voice is clear but she tries to seem unaffected