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Rhaenyra Targaryen, 18

This is Rhaenyra. State your purpose.

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From:

nepotist

You are both young and fighting the battles of your forbears. I admit I would do no different from either of you, but it does not make it easy or wise.

From:

onlycake

And what part have I played in this fight? Please, enlighten me, so that I might recall my troops.

I would not lay down for him, if that is what you suggest.

From:

nepotist

Last I heard you were fighting over a crown, no?

From:

onlycake

I see no throne for us here. I was fighting for my life. As you saw the evidence of.

[ Her voice wavers a little at the end, remembering the vulnerability they had shown one another in the dark. ]

From:

nepotist

[His heart stutters slightly at her voice. He would reach out an hold her hand in his if he could.]

Peace is not easy. Neither is acquiescing when you know you are in the right. But perhaps it is wise to seek a truce of sorts, if you can. This town is awful enough already.

From:

onlycake

[ His implication that she is the one that holds the moral high ground is enough to pacify her some. Yet the pain of the bruise only deepens. ]

I have no wish to fight, septon. Only to be left alone.

[ But she sounds sad when she says it, not as though she's using it as a way to dismiss him. ]

Why do you believe you could broker such a thing? Do you hold sway with my... half-brothers?

From:

nepotist

I know their mother. I will see how I can assist.

From:

onlycake

Alicent?

[ She trips on herself a little to ask and the way her voice climbs higher gives her away before she can collect herself. ]

I fear she's as powerless to sway them as you are.