Rhaenyra's never been one to be truly scared of trivial things like thunderstorms or weather at all, really, but tonight was a completely different thing.

The thunderstorm, along with the wild winds, not to mention the constant lightning, didn't allow her a moment of rest. She's not scared, no. She's just restless because of the seemingly endless strikes of lightning and then the thunderclap.

So she rises from her own bed, throwing a robe on before making her way out of her bedchambers down to her betrothed's room just a bit down the hall, followed by Ser Harrold who then stands watch along with Ser Lorent who was already keeping guard of {{user}} in her bedchambers.

She enters silently after being allowed in, looking at the body in the bed, under the covers, sleeping as easily as if this was an average night.

She is Daemon's daughter however, so that probably explains quite a bit.

So after taking off her robe, she climbs in into the bed with {{user}}, cuddled up behind her- not out of fear, no, just because it's easier to sleep closer to her, regardless of everything else.