The cloaked girl in white ● After The Dance

Chapter twenty-six

I have recently starting to rewatch 'The last kingdom' TV show where Ewan is playing a young munk named Osferth. I had completely forgotten that he already back in 2017 made a big impression on how he acts on his roles when he plays a character like that. It is insane how a man that tall can manage to almost completely disappear into the screen.
If you find yourself not being able to get enough of Ewan I recommend watching the show. It's on Netflix.
I also recommend "World on fire" where you see a complete different role. Big, bold and cheeky. It is a WWII drama, so it is not for everyone.

CHAPTER TWENTYSIX

The morning came quickly over Kings Landing. Vis had woken up just as the sun rose out of the sea that made out Kings Bay.

When looking by her side, she had found her lover still peacefully asleep next to her. She was happy that he had stayed with her the whole night.

Vis laid down again with her head on her pillows, shuffling herself a little closer to the Prince. She had woken with a clear mind but in terrible pain coming from her feet. She did not want to disturb her lovers slumber, but she knew very well that they could not afford to be found together in bed before they were married.

She moved her head closer to her lovers face, gently pressing her lips against his scared cheek. The prince didn't seem to be bothered by this, so she repeated it several times, each time kissing the cheek where the light pink scar followed along his skin.

When there was no response from Aemond, she lifted her hand and starting brushing the lock of his long white hair that laid across his forehead.

A gentle hum coming from the prince in response, now clearly he was starting to wake up. Vis could not help but to let out a quiet giggle in response to her lovers groans and humming. She started kissing him again, this time she did not just focus on his scared cheek.

"Aemond." She said quietly, causing the prince to slightly open his good eye and look up at her.

The view that faced Aemond the second he opened his eye was breathtaking. How could he be so lucky to be blessed with such beauty in the morning? She had tried to wake him for a while, and now the delighted sight made him almost instantly completely councius.

He groaned slightly when Vis placed another kiss just by the corner of his lips. The response was him reaching his still tired hand over as he grabbed a hold of his lovers waist, rolling himself over and on top of her. A hysterical giggle escaping the Princesses lips, her eyes now gazing up at his face.

"Fuck, how are you so beautiful?" He whispered as he lowered his head and placed a open mouth wet kiss on her neck, continuing to let his lips brush up her jaw, kissing it before connecting their lips again.

"How are you feeling, huh?" He whispered against her lips, not allowing her to answer before kissing her yet again. Vis had her hands on her loverd back, her fingers dug into his skin, letting her nails slightly rasp as they continued trailing up to his shoulder bones.

"You know waking me like this when you look more delicious than breakfast could end in me resulting to make love to you, right?"

Vis was certainly not in the mood for that. She had been reminded of yesterday's horrors the second he started kissing her neck. It was a thought she tried to force away, and she managed to do it only when he had his lips on hers.

His strong arms was now holding his upper body that was hovering above her slightly away from her was getting weaker by the sight he had under him.

He really wished there and then that he could just show her how much he longed for her and just be done with it. But he also knew that if there was something that was certain, it was the fact that his love still needed rest. He grabbed her waist with one of his hands as he let himself roll back over onto the bed, pulling her towards him.