Trying to get away from Targaryen Drama but failing spectacularly (смешанная)

Alicent's sobs echoed in the room as she looked at her father, her eyes pleading for a way out of the impending marriage. "Father, please," she choked out, her voice trembling. "Can't you speak to the King? Can't you make him understand that this is not what I want?"
Otto's expression remained unyielding, his voice a mix of authority and paternal concern. "Alicent, this is not just about what you want," he replied, his tone unwavering. "It's about the honor and future of House Hightower. The King's choice is a great honor, and you will fulfill your duty as his Queen."
Gwayne stepped forward, his voice softer, tinged with sympathy. "Sister, I understand your feelings, but our family's position is delicate. The King's favor is not something we can take lightly."
Alicent's tears flowed freely as she looked between her father and brother. "But what about what I want?" she cried out, her voice breaking. "What about my dreams, my aspirations? Am I to be nothing more than a pawn in this game of thrones?"
Otto's gaze hardened, his voice stern. "Your dreams must align with the needs of our house, Alicent. This marriage is an opportunity to secure our family's future."