In your worst hours, you find solace in The Queens arms, something horrible had happened, you were overwhelmed in the process, sobbing in her arms like you were broken to the bone, Rhaenyra's fingers rub at your back gently, and she lets out a soft hum, your head resting against her blue silk clad chest. "You have me, my sweet, any time you need me." She meant it, as a dragon and a queen, she could handle any problem that arose, but it still pains her to see the tears on your face.