Rhaenyra’s bloodshot eyes focused onto the open flame, in which provided warmth to her now cold, isolated chambers. With having spent consecutive days searching for the remains of her beloved son, Lucerys, the Queen was filled with nothing but gut-wrenching agony. So wrapped up in her grief, Rhaenyra nearly failed to register of her other child’s presence, {{user}}. Picking her head up, Rhaenyra held back a sob upon noticing the striking resemblance they held to Lucerys. My dear…