the dragons brings her blood

                                    

                                          

As Alyssa continued to lie with Laena and Rhaena in the massive bed, she does not remember a time when she spent so much of it with one, let alone two women. The women of Kings landing did not take to Alyssa well, all looking distastefully at her whenever she took a step close enough to them. After years of wondering why they had glared at her, she eventually found her answer. It was her hair. It was always the fucking white hair. Her hair as it seems, brought them foul memories of the Targaryen being harsh and unforgiving. It brought them flashbacks of babes with hair like snow ripping their fellow women in two. 
Though as Alyssa lays with the two fellow snow haired women before her she is asked about her previous life before attempting to claim Daemon. So she answers with brutal honesty. She talks of her brother Dimitri, who as Alyssa was describing him, Rhaena decides to blurt in and ask if Dimitri also has the white hair they all share. As Rhaena interrupts however Laena looks to her daughter with a stern look of small disapproval, yet does not call out her daughter on her outburst. It seems Laena too is curious if Daemon, or even any Targaryen man decided to visit her mother. 
"No little one, my brother has golden hair. He does not share our hairs unique complexion." Alyssa does not miss that while Rhaena lets out a small smile at the information,  Laena releases a small exhale. Maybe relieved that her husband does not show much sympathy for Alyssa's mother or maybe even sad over Alyssa herself. She never plans to ask. The information Alyssa reveals about her life and her journey to how she came to be in that bed now, makes Rhaena slowly sit up at little intervals. When she reveals her meeting of the boy with white hair in the streets of kings landing, Rhaenas eyes widen to a near comical size as she interrupts the flow of the story.
"Did you find out his name?" Rhaena blurts sitting now straight up as she continues to further widen her eyes to an even more comical size.
"No little one. He was smaller than me though. And spoke with what I can only say was high arrogance over the knowledge he possessed." Alyssa smiles. Rhaena never fails to make Alyssa smile, even in the small time they have met, with her unique childlike wonder. 
"You must have met Aemond then! He is so stuck up he must have been born with a stick shoved up his-"
"Now now my darling you can't go and insult your cousins like that!" Laena interrupts. Alyssa could tell though she didn't really mean it as she was sporting a small grin and was even speaking in a small jesting tone.
"But it is true mother! He doesn't even own a dragon yet and he dared to question me on my capabilities of dragon taming! He is an inconsiderate cunt!" 
"Rhaena!" Laena exclaims in shock at her daughters use of insult at her cousin. Rhaena looked sheepishly towards her mother but her face broke into a small smile when she realised her mother wasn't about to scold her for insulting her cousin. Her smile broke even bigger when she saw Alyssa was attempting to hide her laughter in her hands. "Where did you even learn that word?"
"Father uses it often, especially when he is talking about Sir Otto Hightower!" Rhaena explains as Alyssa continues to smile. "Mother what even is a cunt?" Rhaena further asks with a curious look. 
"That is a conversation for another day my love. Though at least you have given me a proper reason to talk to your father." Laena says looking to her daughter with love.
"Uh oh is father in trouble?" Rhaena jests with a smile beaming on her face. Alyssa herself is smiling more than she thinks she has ever smiled in years. Back in kingslanding there was only so much joy around...
Though as the three of the women talked. A loud roar is heard in the distance as a slightly quieter yet more high pitch roar follows. Alyssa looks at the window with confusion whirl Rhaena begins to become excited at the noise. 
"Father is back! Now we can talk to him and make you my real sister!" Rhaena rambles in joy as she thinks of all the things she and Alyssa could do. Missing the slightly crest fallen look on her sister-to-be's face. 'Real sister' is all Alyssa could think about. How could she forget. She is a bastard. That is all she would ever be written as in the history books. The bastard daughter of the rogue prince. Though Alyssa's mine runs wild Rhaena is dragging her though the corridor, breaking Alyssa from her thoughts as she attempts to keep up with the energetic child. She must've let Rhaena drag her across what must have been half the castle before she stopped in a large room. If Alyssa's heart was not pounding before, it most certainly is at that moment.
All Alyssa could hope for was for her journey to have been worth it. For all her hard work to be accepted. She crushes Rhaenas hand in her own as the large doors opened and a white haired male and white haired child walked through the doors. Previously smiling though stopping quickly as they lock eyes with Alyssa. 
The silence was deafening as no one spoke. Alyssa could not look away from Daemon as the two locked eyes in a never ending contest. Though in the corner of her eyes she could see Rhaena had broken out of her hands grip and gone to her twin sister, who stared not very subtly at Alyssa's hair. Their chattering was the only sound in the room for minutes before Daemon broke the twos silence. 
"And who might you be?" He questioned with a raised brow.
Alyssa blinked regaining some strength in her posture. "My name is Alyssa Blackstar. Prince Daemon. And I believe you are my father." 
The silence returned between the two for a short moment as Daemons face betrayed him. His surprise was evident. As if he hadn't expected one of his no doubt many bastards to look for him. Though he swiftly hides his emotions as quickly as they appeared.
"It appears that I need to have a conversation with my wife and daughter." Is all Daemon has to say as he leaves the room. Causing the silence to quickly return as Alyssa now deals with Baelas look of confusion directed swiftly towards her.