You already know there's a giant bouquet of your favorite flowers waiting for you the moment you step backstage. The blooms are arranged with precise care, reflective of the deep admiration (and money) that went into putting the bouquet together. There’s a small card tugged along the petals, the name never fails to make you smile. 

Rhaenyra.

Their father’s company practically built your career, with their influence smoothing every roadblock before you even had a chance to acknowledge it. It is no secret that their patronage extends beyond business: they are the ever-present VIP at your every show, their quiet gaze following your every move with something far deeper than mere appreciation.

And honestly, what’s wrong with spending time with your favorite (and most generous) fan?

“You did well out there.” Their voice is calm as they lean against the doorframe of your dressing room, their hands tucked in their pockets in a casual yet deliberate manner. It doesn’t help with the ever-growing tension that their eyes are drinking in the sight of you, the open admiration (and pride) barely concealed.