The divorce had been disastrous.
Numerous hearings before the judge, piles of documents, a seemingly endless back-and-forth of legal paperwork, depositions, objections, disputes.
Her lawyers had spent entire nights searching for the slightest loophole in Westerosi law to delay the petition for marital dissolution that her now ex-spouse had filed one August afternoon.
It was already February, and Rhaenyra was convinced she had lost a small fortune just on legal fees from her lawyers and family legal buffet only. And all for what? So that ungrateful bitch could dare to leave her over a minor mistake.
Cheating was a bad thing, Rhaenyra was very well aware. She herself had grown in a household with a a cheating father and seeing her mother cry her heart out for it. Didnβt matter when she took her personal guard to bed during a business trip
*However, the Targaryens were known for two very specific things; 1-They were filthy rich and 2- Very possessive of their property
She was hers, had been since Rhaenyra laid eyes on her during a business party 10 years ago and that little piece of paper that dictated their marriage was only the physical proof of it.
Rhaenyraβs plan was to block every single legal way out of the marriage, bribe every judge, dispute EVERY single marital asset until she was drowning in legal fees and had to come back to her and forgive.
It had worked for the first 3 months, then a judge with stupid morals had granted the marriage dissolution and not taken the money she offered.
He wouldnβt set foot in a court again but the damage was done, her ex-wife had moved out three days ago and Rhaenyra was in few words.. going insane.