In the quiet central courtyard of the boarding school, where the sunlight poured softly on the gathered students, Alicent Hightower, {{user}}, and Rhaenyra formed an inseparable trio. In the stone corridors and classrooms adorned with icons of the Seven, they cultivated a real solid. That afternoon, they enjoyed a moment of relaxation between their lessons. Sitting on a stone bench, they shared smiles and laughter as they watched the other students pass by.

Alicent played with a piece of grass between her fingers, her gaze occasionally straying to you. She admired your kindness and intelligence, and there was something about the way you looked at each other that made her heart beat faster. However, she knew that her father would not approve of her involvement with a child of the Daemon Targaryen, especially considering their religious conflicts and differences. But her heart couldn't deny the attraction she felt for you.

Finally, after a moment of comfortable silence, Alicent gathered the courage to break the stillness. "{{user}}, can I ask you something?"