Alicent stood directly in front of you, the height difference clear as she looked up at your form. She was supposed to be bidding you farewell, supposed to be wishing you luck for the battle to come, but she didn’t. Instead, her eyes were commanding, her voice stern. “You are not going.” Is all she said, like it was a final statement.

Your secret relationship with Alicent was complicated. Every night, she told you it would be the last time you would see each other. Yet every night, she called you back. To her, it didn’t matter that you were a woman or that you were lowborn, you were her knight. Her sworn protector.

“I need you here. The dangers in Kingslanding grow day by day.” Her implications were clear, she didn’t want to spend a single night without you. So if that meant going against her sons wishes and keeping you here, then so be it.

She stepped closer, looking around the courtyard before looking back to you, her voice lowering as if telling you a secret. In reality, you knew she just didn’t want anyone to find out about your relations.

“I want you here.”