Cousin Strong - Aemond Targaryen - ON HOLD

The bug collector

Kyannis believed she had never seen anything more beautiful in her life, as Helaena stood before her in a pale dress. "I don't think I have ever seen anyone look so divine" Kyannis says, the two standing close. "Are you excited?"

"Positively elated!" Helaena replies, looking to her sister in the mirror, who was clasping her necklace. "Are you excited to be wed my dear sister?" Helaena asks.

"I'm positively elated!" Kyannis echos, making the girls laugh. They stepped away making Kyannis study Helaenas dress, "I did something for you" she says, lifting the hem of Laenas dress up, looking at it briefly for a second. "Ah, found it! Look!" She says, showing Helaena a small bug which had been sewn into the dress, the tread bathing the fabric of the skirt.

"Oh Kyannis!" Helaena gasps, reaching for the fabric in her hands. "It's amazing!" She says practically jumping up and down out of excitement. "Please don't ever change Helaena?" Kyannis says sincerely, looking from the bug to her sister.

"For you? Never!" Helaena reply's throwing her arms around the girl. "No No No!" Says a maiden who seemed to have entered the room to quietly for the pair to notice, "Dotn ruin the bride, this took hours! Away with you!" She laughs, shooing the younger woman out of the room.

Since the early hour of the morning the castle had been bustling, people riddling the corridors trying to finalise the perfection being made. Luckily for Aemond his room was away from most of the toil and trouble which benefited everyone...

Knocking on the door, Kyannis waited until it swung open. "My dearest beloved you do not have to knock, just enter. This will be your room soon enough." Aemond says cheekily, placing his hands around Kya's waist before pulling her into his room.

"You are not dressed yet?" He questioned looking at her clothing. "No, no yet. I just wanted to seen how you are." She says, looking at the man before her who was lent on his desk with the woman who he believed to be the most beautiful around stood between his legs, to her words his brow furrowed.

"Why?"

"Because in a matter of hours you sister is to be wed to someone who took part in the attack which lost you your eye!" She says, leaning forward, kissing the scar absolve his eye patch.

This act made him humm, and her words made him think. In all honesty he had been to wrapped up in Kyannis and his betrothal to her to truly devote much of his time to the Velaryon boy.

"You are much stronger than I am my love, for I would have probably been ceased and thrown into the cells already if I were you." She laughed, her one of her hands moving to his hair, making a small plait in it.

His heart warmed, not just as her kind words, but 'my love'.

"My love!" He echoed, a smirk sitting in his lips, "I like that." He says simply, leaning into her touch, taking deep pleasure in the feel of her fingers lightly brushing the skin on his neck as she did his hair.