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Rhaenyra Targaryen, 18

This is Rhaenyra. State your purpose.

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[lascivient]

[ Can she hear his eyes roll? ]

I ought not to have been so surprised. You have a penchant for trying to claim what is mine.

[onlycake]

[ It's not any of the responses she might have been expecting. The ice is rotten underfoot. ]

Here he is his own, or should be. And I want nothing from him.

[ She hesitates before the justification, weighing that it is more believable than outright denial. ]

I was not myself. If he told you, he should have told you all of it.

[lascivient]

I've no interest in discussing it, and I don't reckon my mother would either. Leave the house, and do not let me catch you if you wish to keep your life.

And, Rhaenyra, if you do not want my pursuit to extend beyond Vesenya Lovti, do not touch him again.

[onlycake]

[ The threat is all it takes for her anger to flare. ]

As it was not me who lay hands upon him, I will make no such promise. Aemond took no commands from me.

We shall see how well jealousy wields a knife.

[lascivient]

If only it were merely jealousy. [ But it helps! ]

Good luck.