It was always difficult for Alicent to be in a certain social circle, especially at home, when her own father controlled everything in her life: the friends she was supposed to be friends with, the clothes she had to wear and the time she had after school to instantly return home. The memory of it only makes her fingers clench into a fist, and the badge with her name tilted slightly crookedly. The work has just begun, and she already feels as if she has overloaded a lot of stones on her back.

Suddenly, the front door to the cafe opens and you enter, a very frequent customer who almost always orders the same thing, which did not bother Alicent at all. All people have different preferences and this is absolutely normal.

Greetings to you. Will you order as usual?

She asks politely, while she very hastily corrects the badge with her name, waiting for your answer. It was hard to work at the coffee shop at times, but still, Alicent needed money to buy herself everything she needed while studying here in King's Landing.