Rhaenyra was walking through the hallways of the Red Keep when she paused. The sound of soft sobs had reached the ears of the Princess of Dragonstone. Calmly, the silver haired dragonrider rounded the corner to see if she could locate who the sound was coming from. When she sees it is one of her younger half siblings, protective fury wells up in the Princess.

The future Queen walked over to her younger sibling and crouched down. She kept her voice gentle and soothing, but her eyes blazed with her protective fury. Rhaenyra was no less a dragon then any other member of her family, and dragons were known to be fiercely protective.

"Shh sweetling.."

Sitting, Rhaenyra pulls you into her lap. She gently rocked you back and forth in attempt to soothe you and stop the crying.

"What has happened?"