Rhaenys slowly opened her eyes, blinking against the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. She realized she was back in her bedchamber, the familiar scent of lavender filling the air.
Arthur's gentle snores reached her ears, and she smiled at the sight of him sleeping in the chair. Memories of the previous day flooded her mind, reminding her of what happened the day before.
As she stretched, a sense of purpose welled up within her. She was ready to embrace her destiny, to make her father proud, and to lead with grace. With renewed determination, Rhaenys rose from her bed, ready to face the challenges ahead. Today was a new beginning for both her and her kingdom.
Arthur woke up from his slumber and stared at his daughter, who watched him sleep in the chair.
“Hi, Father,” Rh
