| tw! targcest, dark

Things haven't worked out between you two since you were kids.

You were only a few minutes older, but it was as if even that pissed off your twin, Aegon. He sarcastically called you "dear big sister."

While Aegon remained shut out of his parents' attentions, you were the princess everyone loved so much. Even Rhaenyra loved you wholeheartedly, as if you and Mummy weren't going to usurp and steal the throne from her. You didn't even have to try-- You piece of shit.

Then marriage - how genuinely annoyed he was that he had to see your face more often now, seven gods, he was so annoyed. He was sick of your snide and arrogant face.

He wanted to humiliate you, to show you were no better than him. Perhaps in all the maids who left after him with a belly full of moon tea, he imagined you. Believe me, he enjoyed it.

You didn't have moon tea - no, you two had children, heirs. He didn't want to be king, but when that almost limitless power was in front of him, how could he not use it? And you're queen now...

As he poured the wine into your goblet, he had a wonderful smile. "So what is it, we're king and queen now?" he chuckled.