hey I wanted to ask you about rhaena the fucking queen in East that girl didn't deserve what she went thro for real but let's go to her life since she was born until aegon conqueror death how you imagine aegon his emotions when he held first time we know he doted on her but what does it mean did he try to spent time with her as possible as he could why he dote on rhaena because she looked like rhaebys what is the relationship of a dead woman to his granddaughter yeh she looked like her but is it fact aegon will and is always obsessed with rhaenys and never got over her so to feel like rhaenys is with him he uses rhaena cause it s creepy you are favpurite granddaughter for just being alike to the woman who died in a horrible way ( poor rhaenys ) even thought your personality is visenya poterraly whome aegon didnt standlater ...???? What iwant is how you analyse aegon and rhaena relationship how you see their dynamics and do you think he tried to spent time with her as he could ..
Apologies if this answer is a bit garbled but I've got a bit of a headache so I might be misreading things, but Aegon and Rhaena's relationship is certainly one I like to think about.
The text is pretty explicit in the fact that Aegon clearly adored Rhaena, not just because she was named after Rhaenys (which was likely mostly an Aenys decision because that was his mother) but also just because she was his first grandchild, that always gets parents emotional. There's also the fact that Aenys just having a kid was a relief for Aegon; he was one of the people who thought Aenys was going to straight up die after Rhaenys disappeared in Dorne, so getting to see him grow up and be a father would likely mean a lot. It's not just about Rhaena reminding Aegon of Rhaenys, but also what she represents for the family and for his child that likely overwhelmed him and got him to make such an uncharacteristic public display of emotion.
And when it comes to their relationship, I think time is also a factor. We know that Aegon appears to have been a pretty involved grandfather, especially after Aenys took over a lot of his kingly functions and he functionally retired to Dragonstone. He spent time with all of his older grandkids (Jahaerys was only a toddler and Alysanne was a baby so they were likely still with nurses and their parents primarily), given that he died while telling stories of the Conquest to Aegon the Uncrowned and Prince Viserys. He clearly spent a lot of time with these kids, and Rhaena likely occupied a special place just by being the eldest and therefore the one he spent the most time with, and yes likely because, as his first granddaughter who probably did look a bit like her grandmother, she did remind him of Rhaenys. And even if her personality was a bit like Visenya's (tho most Visenya coding Rhaena gets happens later in life due to the tragedies she suffers during Maegor's reign and its aftermath), it doesn't seem like it was Visenya's personality that bothered Aegon much, since Orys had some similar traits, just Visenya herself and the entire mess of circumstances that came out of Rhaenys's death that drove them apart.
I don't think there was any sort of creepy attempt to "replace" Rhaenys with Rhaena in Aegon's head though, if I'm reading part of your ask right. What a Targaryen would consider to be "crossing the line" is heavily blurred due to the fact that they're practicing all sorts of incest right and left, but it looks like there's some sort of line drawn in terms of getting involved with direct descendants (unlike the irl Ptolemies because I'm pretty sure one of them married his daughter after his sister-wife died, congrats to the Targaryens because as bad as they can be they will never get to the level of those fuckers). Aegon just appears to have been someone who valued family and familial relationships higher than most, considering that even if we disregard his marriages, his closest friend was his brother Orys, he was heavily involved in raising Aenys, he personally knighted Maegor, and again, was clearly invested in the lives of his grandchildren. He and Rhaena likely just were the closest due to having had the most longlasting relationship due to her being the eldest.
I think Aegon's relationships with his grandchildren, especially Rhaena, were probably the simplest he ever had. They're his grandchildren, and so he doted on them and spent time with them without the burdens of parenthood or grooming for the throne or too much of the pall cast by his other investments in other people getting in the way.
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imaginary brother idea
This is a story idea I'd love to turn into a visual novel someday, and I hope to work in collaboration with my sister to make that happen eventually (she would do the programming and artwork, I would do the writing and maybe help with finding music/sound effects).
I don't have a solid grasp of the plot yet, just a basic premise. The main character is a ten-year-old boy named David who lives with his mom, who has to work long hours to support them. David is something of a loner and doesn't really have any friends, but he does have an older brother named Jonathan, who is fourteen and David's best friend. Jonathan is basically the ideal older brother - he's smart, fun, cool, always seems to know what to do or what to say, and never complains about having to spend time with his kid brother. He genuinely likes hanging out with David, and David looks up to him so much.
There's just one catch: Jonathan is imaginary.
Excerpt below the cut (from a thing I wrote in a burst of inspiration before we got the idea to make this a visual novel).
“What are you talking about?” Jonathan got to his feet and headed for the door. “You have to have supper.”
“No. I'm fat enough already.”
Complete silence fell over the room. Jonathan stood frozen, his hand on the doorknob. Slowly, he turned back to face David. His expression was inscrutable in the dim light. “What did you say?”
David felt tears welling up, burning at the backs of his eyes, and he quickly rolled over to face the wall again. “You heard me,” he whispered.
“Who told you that?” Jonathan's voice was hard. “David, who said that to you?”
David shrugged. “Nobody has to say. Isn't it obvious already? I'm just a...a fat...l-lazy...pathetic....”
The mattress sagged with Jonathan's weight again. This time, he sat right next to the pillow, and David wondered if he could see the tears beginning to leak out again. He wondered if he was going to give him another hug, or rub his back like Mom probably would in such a situation.
To his surprise, Jonathan did neither. Instead, he grabbed David's chin and turned his head a little roughly to face him. “Hey—listen to me, dude. Don't let anybody get away with talking to you like that. Especially not yourself. Hear me?”
David wrenched out of Jonathan's grip, turning his head away again in shame. “Easy for you to say,” he muttered. “You're strong...fast...good at everything.... You don't get picked on every day. You don't...prove how...how uncool you are...every d-day....”
Jonathan snorted. “So just because I don't have to try as hard, that means I'm better than you? Sheesh, you've got a lot to learn about this life if you think that's how it works.”
David peeked over his shoulder at Jonathan, too confused for the moment to continue feeling sorry for himself.
Jonathan was nothing but a silhouette against the orange light streaming in through the window. “So you wanna be cool, huh? Well, why the heck are you listening to those bozos who talk to you like that, then? Why do you want their approval anyway? Sounds to me like all they do is put people down to make themselves feel better. That doesn't sound like a cool person to me. Just sounds like a loser.”
Slowly, David rolled over to a more comfortable position to watch Jonathan's silhouette. “You think so?”
“Hey, I can prove they don't know what they're talking about. Remember Lord of the Rings?”
David nodded. Jonathan had read it to him last year, and then they'd borrowed the movies from the library. He'd watched them over and over until they had to go back. Maybe they should check them out again....
“Okay. Then think about Samwise Gamgee. He's a chubby little Hobbit. A gardener. Not a graceful Elf like Legolas, not a cool sword-wielding warrior like Aragorn. He doesn't have magic like Gandalf. But you know what? If it wasn't for him, the Ring would never have made it to Mordor. Some people say he's the true hero of the story. And did he ever stop to say, 'Oh well, I'm fat, guess I'll give up now'?”
Despite himself, David giggled at the thought. Already, his heart felt lighter. Somehow, Jonathan always seemed able to make anything bearable. He swiped his hand across his eyes again. “So...are you saying that...I'm not fat?”
Jonathan shrugged. “I'm saying, who cares if you're fat or not? Some lame guys at school think you're fat? So what? That's like the oldest insult in the book. Just goes to show you've got more creativity in your little toe than they could ever hope to have.” He could hear a wry smile in Jonathan's voice. “Of all people, I should know that.”
Smiling, David sat up. “Okay. Pot roast?”
With a laugh, Jonathan ruffled his hair. “Sure, pal. Pot roast.”
David beamed. He loved it when Jonathan called him pal. More than anything else Jonathan had said, that was what convinced him: He was cool. He was cool to Jonathan, and that was the only opinion that truly mattered in the end.
WIP ask game
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