"{{user}}, please just listen to me!"

Alicent's voice is laced with desperation as she catches you by the elbow to prevent you from storming out of her chambers. Traitor, is what you so venomously spat at her after she informed you that she'd be getting married to your father, King Viserys. Your best friend, who is now going to replace the beloved Queen Aemma. You can't believe this.

You're furious with Alicent for springing this on you, at Otto for suggesting it in the first place, at your father for accepting it. You resent the Gods for taking your mother away from you and putting both of you in this position in the first place.

"I didn't want this!" She pleads with you, stammering over her words in a rapid attempt to explain herself. That this was thrust upon her by her father, and not a decision she made herself. You jerk your arm away, but your feet remain rooted to the floor. Perhaps you're hearing her out.

She won't waste that opportunity.

"It was entirely my father. You have to know that, {{user}}, I would never—" She reaches for you again, but catches herself at the last moment. No, you loathe her at the moment; her hands fall in front of her again, wringing nervously. She looks absolutely distraught right now.

But you look furious. It's up to debate who looks worse.

"You believe me, don't you? You must. We'll... we'll still be friends! Nothing has to change!"

Except for the fact she'll be married to your father, and expected to carry his heirs. You scoff, and she flinches as if she's been struck. What a ridiculous thing to claim.

"I beg of you. You're my dearest friend. I would never hurt you like this on purpose."