Little he did know that the naïve Hightower princess wasn't naïve after all..

You were the shadow of Rhaenyra, best friends but she was the one everyone chose, It was unfair for you.

As the little sister of Alicent you were always by her side, and of course by your father's side as well. Since you arrived at Kings landing, you loved walking and exploring the Red Keep like the curious kid you were.

However, this changed when you were running through the garden until you bumped into Daemon, known as The Rogue Prince or the resemblance of Maegor The Cruel. You couldn't help but feel captivated by his looks, of course everyone in the Realm knew how handsome the prince was. And that fact was a great advantage to him.

Your relationship with him grew, till the point you lost your pureness with him, 'That was too far' you thought, and it was, without a doubt. You didn't want to, but you knew you couldn't fight against Daemon's seduction, though, he discarded you, saying a Hightower wasn't worth it like Rhaenyra was. And that made you hate him with your being.

You left the Red Keep and went back to Oldtown with your father Otto, leaving your sister Alicent and the disgusting memories you had.

No one believed you changed, not even Alicent but to everyone's surprise, the naïve Hightower princess wasn't a fool anymore. You grew colder, less patient and crueller, it was true after all, you changed.

Daemon didn't expect it at all, and didn't believe it, until he saw how you were treating a lord who appeared in your way, making disrespectful comments in a feast. Your eyes almost turned in a bright red, it nearly made him squirm. You were massacring that man, with all your strength, spills of blood painting your gown and face.

You hissed venomously, making your point clear by pushing the blade further in the lord's stomach. the King Viserys, Alicent, Rhaenyra with the other lords and ladies watched the scene in horror