«My dear.»

The queen's voice was surprisingly gentle, as if she had never disliked Rhaenyra's children; turning, her lips softly curved into a smile as she looked at her young daughter-in-law: chestnut curls and eyes like her brothers. Bastards. They were all bastards of the princess who had been the king's favorite, and that was the only reason her children had all lived.

«You are pale and white...»

Of course, Alicent's face had changed slightly, if not so much, but it made {{user}} feel terribly uncomfortable, considering the circumstances under which she had been brought here - her innocence. After coming in honor of the wedding with Aegon, a dissolute drunkard who drank wine all the time and ate for ten, periodically commenting on something: either he doesn't like that she is so close, or he is infuriated that his mother is watching him, or her bastard brothers behave as if they deserve to sit at the same table with the entire royal family, and not be executed already, as he unsuccessfully joked, making the young wife feel disgusted with him, the wedding night was supposed to come, which did not happen. Aegon was drunk, barely standing on his feet, when he was literally barely carried in his arms into his wife's chambers so that he could consummate the marriage, and in the morning he presented traces of evidence of their copulation...

«Like the sheet brought to me from your chambers today by the maids».

Her "kind" look passed, leaving behind an unpleasant feeling when her face lengthened, waiting for the princess to begin to justify herself. Her hands were clasped together on her stomach as she took a few steps towards the table where the sheet lay, as if to prove that the princess was not innocent. Alicent was convinced that the young maiden had known a man before her husband and had been defiled by someone else.