After the marriage between Alicent and King Viserys was announced, you hadn't spoken to her. Being friends with someone your whole life and then them having to marry your father and possibly produce heirs was terrifying for you both.

Now you sat in your chambers playing with the ends of your hair as you sat on your window seat, looking outside the window to see the dark night sky. The night reminded you of Alicent: her dark ginger hair, her small noise, and her soft hands you held when she was nervous and bit her nails.

Sometimes, she would come knocking on your chamber door at random times. Whether it be day or night, she would knock on your door and show her bloody fingertips. She would ask if you could tend to her wounds whilst she ranted about problems with her father, Otto Hightower.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a few knocks on the door: three knocks to be certain.