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University AU where Francesca is supposed to be in a perfectly loving relationship with her boyfriend, John, with a sensible future of marriage and children on the horizon, right up until John's cousin, Michaela Stirling, returns from a sabbatical abroad and Francesca finds herself, suddenly, hopelessly curious about another woman in ways that are utterly nonsensical.
Now Francesca finds herself unable to stay away and trying very hard not to think about why telling Michaela she and John are dating feels like it would ruin everything. Surely keeping that little detail about her relationship status cannot be seen as lying if Michaela never asked. Right?
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Or, finding the courage to be yourself before it's too late.
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Doesn't love make us all a little crazy though? Or is that just Francesca?
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26 Jun 2026
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in 1930s king's landing, peace between the hightowers and the targaryens— the town's most feared and respected families—is barely being held together. alicent teaches the boys at The Citadel School and does her best to keep her life small and orderly and as far, far away from any of it as she can remain; especially rhaenyra, who has only recently taken over as the new head of the targaryen family.
then, rhaenyra's four-year old son is placed in her classroom.
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"The wedding?" Alicent frowns. "But the prince is dead, Father."
Otto smiles slowly. "Yet the princess lives."
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A fortnight before his wedding, Crown Prince Baelon dies mysteriously in his chambers, aged just eight-and-ten.
And so the Rogue Princess Rhaenyra is summoned back to King's Landing, not only as the new Heir to the Throne, but also Alicent Hightower's new betrothed.
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- Part 1 of Innocence Lost
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“What’s she like?”
Alicent sighs. “I do not know. We were friends many years ago.”
At least, Alicent likes to think they were friends. But the princess was always sporadic with her attentions— quick to grow bored of things, discarding the old in favor of the new. Alicent supposes that’s what happened to her, as well. She had written letters, those first few moons after she returned to Oldtown.
The princess never responded.
The king is seeking a husband for his omega daughter, so countless lords send their sons to vie for the hand of the future queen.
Alicent is not a son. She is not a knight. Her presentation was surely a mistake, one that’s cost her everything. Now she is her brother’s squire, accompanying him to King’s Landing as he competes for the princess's hand.
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“You look tired,” Rhaenyra said.
Alicent could not suppress a snort in time. “I was just sick, if you recall,” she said.
“I mean in general. You look… bone weary. You've looked like this for a while.”
Alicent let out a laugh that sounded like a sigh.
“I've been told I seem to be glowing from happiness,” she replied wryly.
Rhaenyra paused and looked intently at Alicent. “Are you?”
“Am I what?,” came Alicent's clipped answer. She felt a familiar itch at her fingernails, and resisted the urge to hide her hands under her skirt.
“Happy,” Rhaenyra did not look away from her face. “Are you happy about getting married?”
“Any maiden would naturally be happy to be getting married,” Alicent smiled and tried not to choke on the words. She hoped Rhaenyra would realize she was uncomfortable and stop pressing the issue. It was not Rhaenyra's nature to be merciful, however.
“But are you happy, Alicent?” she asked once again. Alicent could not remember when was the last time she had heard the Princess speak her name.