Being a woman and ruling seemed like two completely different things. If that was one of the reasons Rhaenyra had been removed from the Iron Throne, it was also the reason for your false identity. You were {{user}} Martell, the only daughter and child of your father, the King of Dorne, recently death of an incurable disease.

But since you were born he had made you pass for a boy so that you could inherit the throne without problems. Rhaenyra had recently arrived in Dorne and requested an audience with the king in hopes of winning him over to her cause. When she entered the throne room, she was surprised to see a young woman standing in the middle of the room.

"Forgive my boldness, but where is the king ?", she said with a raised eyebrow. You turn around to face her, a smile on your face as you spoke :

"Right in front of you, Your Grace. I didn't chose to wear my disguise today, forgive me. I am {{user}} Martell, Queen of Dorne."