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"Do you seek for power, Visenys?"
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"How do you feel, my love." Rhaenyra looking at Visenys who layin right there beside her, naked. The princess was also naked.
"Feel what?"
"You are the heir to The Iron Throne. You are next in line to be a rulling Queen just like Queen Visenya and Rhaenys.." When Visenys spoke of the conquerors, her eyes were shining. She love them and adores them more that one could ever imagined.
"That's a burden. I never wanted to be a Queen. But.."
"You will be a good queen. I know it. And you knows it too. So what's bothering you?" Visenys led her head rest in Rhaenyra's shoulder. Rhaenyra wrapped a blanket around Visenys.
"My father will re-marry sooner than.." Rhaenyra hasn't finished her word. Visenys just pour the heavy thoughts that has been bothering her for days. "Yes. My family wanted to give the king, the proposal of a marriage."
Rhaenyra sighed. She knew it. She was not a fool. "And.. was it you or Laena who will be bethroted to my father.." The Princess is really hoping that it was not Visenys.
"Me. True. Your guess, my love. I don't want to lie to you. But listen, you know I don't want to be trapped in a marriage, Nyra.. you know me better than I know my self." Rhaenyra smiled. True. Rhaenyra knows Visenys better than anyone, there were no secrets between them. Including what happened between Visenys and Daemon. Rhaenyra also knows.
"After losing my mother in childbirth.. I know.. you don't want to go through that horror.." Rhaenyra playing with Visenys's hair.
"Can you help me then?" Visenys want this proposal to fail. She don't like the King, how can she took him and love him as a husband only for power.
"Help you to not marry my father? I glad we agree on something, my lady.." Rhaenyra smirked.
"Pardon me? We always agree in every aspect, your grace.." Visenys act like she was offended.
"You know I was joking.." Rhaenyra snort.
"But, I need to remind you if I am not marrying your father, the others will."
"Like who?" Rhaenyra knows the answer but she just challenging Visenys to say it. Rhaenyra leaving Visenys in the bed to wear her red with orange skinn
