˚･ﾟ✧ 𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 ˚･ﾟ✧
' a targaryen and a stark love drunk
on one another. what could go wrong? '
˚･ﾟ✧ ⸻ in which rhaenerys targayen and robb stark find themselves enchanted with one another
Started: 8.29.22
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LATER THAT NIGHT, ROBB STARK HAD KNOCKED on her door and before she could even process it, Rhaenerys' lips were captured in his own.
The shocked girl welcomed the kiss but stuttered a little as he made his way inside, panic flashing in her eyes as she glanced at the door right across from them.
"I cannot—I mean we—" She could barely get the words out as Robb continued to assault her lips. "We cannot do this, not here! My aunt is right next door!"
"So?" Robb grinned cheekily at her as he closed the door and grabbed her again. "I promise I'll be quiet," He whispered in her ear, before carrying her off to the bed.
Rhaenerys gasped as her back hit the soft material, the hungry look in Robb's eyes making her shiver.
She had never seen him look so desperate, so worried for her. Robb needed her that night, and Rhaenerys needed him as well. Soon, clothes were shed and sweet nothings were exchanged.
Later, when the pair both laid bare and Rhaenerys was panted heavily, she laid her head on Robb's chest. She then looked at him with tears in her eyes and sniffled.
"My love? What's wrong?" Robb quickly sat up and grabbed the sobbing girl, his heart sinking at the tears that fell from her pretty eyes.
"Everything," Rhaenerys sobbed in his chest, thinking of the events that had taken place the last few months. "Eveything had changed ever since I went to back to Dragonstone. Viserys is dead, Daenerys is Queen, our Dothraki army is threatening to leave us if I don't marry their leader and now—"
Rhaenerys sobbed again as the image of Lyanna being brutally murderer by the Night King crossed her mind. She remembered the way she had sobbed into Jamie's chest, silimar to Robb, and the way he had shielded her eyes from looking any further until they were safely out of view.
Despite this though, Rhaenerys managed to memorize every detail of it. And now as the memory rose to the surface, she couldn't stop crying. Robb looked at her with a deep frown on his face and anger beginning to brew in his belly.
"They are making you marry their leader?" He asked darkly, continuing to hold Rhaenerys tight.
The girl hiccuped as she looked at him. "Daenerys—" She sucked in a sharp breath as Robb's glare grew deadly. "She talked with the Zhili, the leader of the Dothraki army, and he all but threatened to leave us if she didn't agree to marry me to him. He—he only wants me because he thinks I'm a virgin! I see the way he looks at me some times, and you can't let me marry him Robb! Please!"
Rhaenerys gripped his arm, her tears making his skin slippery. Robb wasn't sure what she was asking but he was ready to comply anyways, a murderous feeling rising in his chest.
