[105 AC]
Visenya♛♛♛
I headed directly to my chamber, just to wash 'dragon's stink' of my body. Of course, no one cared, except her Majesty the Queen. While her pregnancy her sense of smell, has became incredibly sensitive, so she always knows, when I come back from flying.
"You have a visitor, Your Grace." One of the guards bowed his head, opening the door for me. I didn't expect anyone, therefore as I was entering the room, with swift motion my dagger, that was hidden in a sheath around my thigh and landed in my palm. In a fighting stance, I walked towards a hooded figure, standing near the balcony.
Vigilantly, just like my mother taught me, I made a move, pinning them to the wall beside me. A deep growl resounded around the room, but was quickly replaced by full of contempt laugh. Easy to recognize.
"You missed me?" He asked with that annoying smirk on his face. My weapon pressed harder on his skin, causing him to back his head up.
"The time I spent without you was better then I could ever imagine." I replied, stepping back a bit. The hood fell of his head showing snow-white hair of his. Daemon blue-violet eyes examining my ever feature intently.
"Without a doubt." He smirked and approached me as I felt a heat on my cheeks.
"You haven't come to court in an age." I said, raising my chin, toward him, watching his expressions with a straight face.
"Court is so dreadfully boring, darling." He leaned down, while crossing his arms.
I chuckled "Then why come back at all?" I raised my brows, then trailing straight to the open balcony doors.
"I heard your cousin, the King was hosting a tournament in my honour." He followed me, propping his back against the wall, glancing at me out of the corner of his eye.
"The tornament is for his heir." When I said that his eyes shone mischievously. As far as I know my cousin, that meant nothing good.
"Just as I said." His arrogance was driving me crazy to the edge. He thought everything belongs and should be his. The throne, city watch, all the whores... I have the exact same rights as he. In the same time he has never showed any kind of respect to his King. Actually Daemon was one of his biggest problems and headaches I assume.
"His new heir." I said softly, ignoring his arrogance . I presume, someone have to lower his ego, and I was the last human who still haven't gave up..
"Until our cousin brings forth a son" He started, coming up to me, arms remained crossed on his chest."you are all cursed with me." This man clearly forgot, he is not the only one candidate to the throne.
"You think if it's a girl, she won't rule as a Queen?" I asked, paying attention to his discrimination. "Whatever gender her child will be, it will be a better ruler than you."
"The child isn't born yet, and you already assumed I'd be worse. Have a little faith in me." The fact that he's almost certain, that Viserys will named HIM the heir to the Iron Throne! It was getting harder to take with every his word.
"Prove me wrong, cousin." I said, lifting my chin even more, as if to mock Daemon who's gently placing his hand the curve of my hip.
"I bought you something." He said holding up a dark necklace in his other hand. I took it to take a closer look on a crimson diamond surrounded by black steel. "Do you know what it is?" He asked trying to contain his smile.
"It's Valyrian steel." I stated recognising the metal that is the same as my dagger and Daemon's sword. "Like Dark Sister" I said full of admiration, when all of them sudden he pulled the necklace, hiding it into his palm.
"Turn around" he let out a whisper. Yet I did what he said, feeling his eyes following my every move. My silver-gold hair were tied in a braid,which I had to pick up so he could reach my neck.
Prince ran his fingers across my nack and placed jewelry around it." Now, you and I both own a small piece of our ancestry." He whispered into my ear causing a little shiver crawl down my spine. His hands shifted to d my waist turning my around to face him. "Beautiful" I laid my sight on him, putting my hands on his arms. Running my hands over his cloak, rapidly catching a hood then aggressively covering his face with it. I burst out laughing, as he picked me up and placed my on a solid barrier.
For a moment we, wrestled around. Prince tried to take my hands of his cloak and face as I didn' give up even for a second. And it wasn't in my intentions to give up.
"Princess Visenya... and Prince Daemon." I heard a grunt as someone called our names.
Shit!! The guest turned out to be my mother... Rhaenys Targaryen herself. With eyes wide open and severe look on her face. We jumped away from each other right away, as I made my way towards her.
"Mother" I said, while straightening up, fixing my dress without her notice.
"Sorry to interrupt, but you both have responsibilities. Esecially you, Princess." She said firmly glaring at us with her big, purple eyes. A sigh came out of my mouth, giving Daemon a last glance, watching him leaving my room. He also looked at me.
Princess stared at the closed door while shaking her head with disappointment. "Really? Him?" she asked in High Valyrian, raising her eyebrows with amusement, as her nose frowned with disgust.
"What do you mean?" I was perfectly aware of the meaning of her words. But me and Daemon have always teased one another, so nothing abnormal happened. He just has this weird habit of bringing me a gifts from his journeys. However no one has to know that, my mother as well.
"He isn't the right man for you." she said with serious look. Even though she was saying the most accurate things at thag time, I still didn't like when someone's telling me what I should or shouldn't do, what is proper or rather wrong. Yet he may not be right, after all it is for me to decide.
"You have a vivid imagination, mother." I took her arm, looking into her eyes to comfort her. "We were playing, it's not like marital consent." These words made her laugh, and quickly forget about this whole situation, as we left the chamber.
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and here we have their interaction. I hope you like them cus things are about to get interesting in next chapters;)
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