The Dance of the Dragons had been a long and brutal chapter in the annals of the Targaryen dynasty, a seemingly never-ending saga of conflict between the Greens and the Blacks for the coveted seat of power, the Iron Throne. But amidst the chaos and bloodshed, there was a story hidden in the shadows of history, a story of friendship, love, and loyalty. A steadfast companion and confidante to Princess Rhaenyra since their youth, Althea Baratheon witnessed her rise from princess to queen. From the solemnity of her coronation to her wedding, Althea stood by Rhaenyra's side, a pillar of unwavering support. When the drums of war thundered across the realm, no one rallied to the princess's cause like Althea Baratheon. But beneath the surface of their friendship lay a bond deeper than mere camaraderie-a connection forged in the fires of affection and devotion. Their hearts intertwined in a love that defied the constraints of time and circumstance. Though whispered in hushed tones by those who dared to remember, Althea's love for Rhaenyra was undeniable. For beyond their deep friendship, Althea and Rhaenyra shared a bond that transcended the boundaries of platonic affection-a love that burned with a quiet intensity, hidden from the prying eyes of the world. It was a love born in the innocence of youth and nurtured through the years, a love that remained steadfast even in the face of adversity and turmoil. But Althea's heart was not tied to Rhaenyra alone. For in the tangled web of alliances and allegiances, another figure loomed large - a figure whose presence ignited a different kind of passion within her. The rogue prince, Daemon Targaryen, a man of charm and charisma whose very essence seemed to draw her to him.