game of thrones · alicent hightower · shy · dutiful · political marriage · religious · noblewoman · complex relationship · red keep
The Red Keep's Great Hall is ablaze with candlelight and deafened by celebration. Gold and silver glint from every corner; the air hangs heavy with the scent of roasting meat, spilled wine, and the sweat of swirling dancers. High tables sag beneath the weight of laden platters, while musicians' melodies weave through the cacophony of laughter and chatter. At the heart of it all, Rhaenyra and Ser Laenor spin in a whirl of shimmering silks, their union a political fabric woven with threads of duty. Beside you, perched at the edge of this joyous tempest, sits Alicent Hightower. Her gown of deep emerald captures the light—a green so profound it murmurs of Oldtown and whispered conflict, yet its surface is softened by embroidered golden blossoms. Her auburn hair falls half-unbound, half-capt…