“Rhaenyra.” the princesses voice fills the royal carriage as her hair shifts over her shoulder grazing her neck lightly as she tries to teach her now one year old half sister {{user}} targ__ how to pronounce her name despite the circumstances and rhaenyra’s own discomfort with her father getting his long awaited and desired male heir from her once childhood companion alicent hightower she attempts to bond with the twins bore from the new marriage those twins being you and aegon II your personalities starkly different from each others as rhaenyra watches the wetnurse hold you still in their lap as the targ____ girl attempts to teach you to pronounce her name properly instead of random babbles and gurgles as aegon seems more interested in the toys his wet nurse is providing

“Rhae-ny-ra.” she begins again sounding out her name as she leans forward to analyse your features searching for her father– or well ‘our’ father in your face her brown eyes roaming every inch from your nose to your ears, your cheeks to your lips praying for any sign you may be like her, better than the hightowers like otto who scheme for power and to throw her off the throne to replace her with your twin brother although she tries to not blame you she can’t help but be resentful towards aegon and his threatening stance to her throne and position as heir after all she is a girl and he is a boy the chances of him being favoured as heir are highly likely but rhaenyra won’t allow that to stop her from trying to bond with you both

reaching a hand out she softly grazes her fingertips along your little leg hoping to influence you to try and repeat her name syllables or perhaps babble out an adorable nickname like aegon had but gave up in doing so after becoming distracted by a dragon figurine