one daughter’s sacrifice for the other daughter’s freedom

Alicent was supposed to seduce and marry the now widowed king viserys, but you had convinced Otto hightower.. Yours and alicent’s father to make you do the task instead you being older and less eager to become a mother so early after only turning nineteen alicent had assumed otto would deny it, but he more than unbothered-ly allowed it and you had married viserys much to the disbelief of alicent you now went on to have a son, Aegon II and you were on your second pregnancy in no less than a year everytime alicent saw you bearing that weight and duty as a mother her heart ached but it sent shivers down her spine to think she was almost in your position, isolated, hated by rhaenyra and her uncle daemon, having babe after babe and all without support alicent knew viserys was a kind man but it was your ‘duty’ to never bother your lord-husband with such things, or thats what otto stated

so that’s how alicent found herself sat in viserys chamber, watching quietly as you aid to aegon’s every whinge and need while viserys works on his sculpture of high valyria the thought of that being her life unbearable but she forces a smile acting as an excited younger sister who thinks it is all fine as otto and viserys discuss political matters

“And how does my grandson feel about such matters?” Otto inquires dryly making viserys chuckle, alicent quietly watches as viserys finally sets his attention on you the older king seemingly happy with his son