Enchanted // Rhae Royce

25. Would've

"Why didn't he tell us?" Nyra asked as they walked back.

"Doesnt want to admit it's Laena?" Taelon offered leaning against the frame of Nyra's door. She hesitated to open it, knowing the night would end. She stared back at him hoping, expecting, but he just smiled down at her.

"Do you.... want to come in?" Nyra asked her hand on the doorknob, it was cold to the touch but she felt an overwhelming sense of warmth looking at Taelon.

"Yeah." Taelon agreed but kissed her cheek and headed to his own chambers. She watched him go as her hand dropped from the handle before deciding that no, no, no that just wouldnt do. She pushed open her door and looked through her nightdresses.

Why didnt she have anything sexy? Why were they all so bland? Why so long? She could cut it she supposed, how short though, what was too obvious and what was more natural? Oh this, it was just buried under type of sexy accident. She must have tossed clothes around for a better portion of an hour before settling on one.

Nyra slipped it on and stared back at her reflection. It wasnt mind-blowingly beautiful, or sexy but it was thin, shorter, just a smidgin of lacey trim. She took the pins out of her hair debating on slightly messy like she tried and failed to fall asleep so found him or if the just took her hair down, little waves framing her face after her hair was stuck in a bun was better. she fluffed at her hair but it remained very lacking in volume.

Nyra knew she should know better, she should have knocked but she also knew that Tommen and Taelon and their most recent women usually told her to come in regardless of their lack of clothing.

With his sketchpad in his lap Nyra thought for a moment he was naked. The women were somewhere and she wasnt invited. He looked up as he heard the door creak.

'Figured I would be seeing you tonight." taelon remarked and he moved the slightest and she saw the shortest, snuggest of shorts gripping his large thighs and hips.

"You going to stand there or close the door and come here?" Taelon asked and Nyra closed the door, moving to him. She tried to walk as the older girls did, a sway of her hips, trying to be seductive or sultry but it didnt work and she felt ridiculous.

"That new?" Taelon asked and Nyra felt triumphant once again as she slid in next to him.

"This old thing?" Nyra mused wrapping a hand around his waist as he lifted his arm allowing her closer. "Who's that?" Nyra asked. It was the same on she had seen before but this time a hand, she assumed his hand was reaching out in the picture, hand cupping the lucky illustrated womans breast.

"Dream girl." Taelon offered simply. Nyra ran her finger back and forth from his muscled stomach and the shorts gripping him. "You look tired.' Taelon remarked putting his sketchbook aside as he moved down the bed.

"I guess." Nyra agreed, curling closer to him. He blew out the candle and felt Nyra's pinky finger slip under his shorts. Running along the very bottom of his stomach, her finger moving along the line of hair that ran from his belly button down.

"Night Nyra." Taelon whispered kissing the top of her head.

"Night Tael." She echoed closing her eyes, listening to the sound of his steady heartbeat, lulling her to sleep. But when she woke up he was gone.

Taelon had wanted to see Rhae after seeing Daemon but veered Ragnarok around. She had asked if she would see him again... Rok flew aimlessly in the clouds as Taelon debated.

His father was announcing a new bride in the morrow he couldnt fuck her and go like last time. Well he could. He wanted to but then she would think thats all she was and Taelon liked to take his time.

But had he known Rhae was delivering his baby early. He would have went. He would have been there to see his son brought into the world.

"A boy." 

"A... boy?" Rhae asked through a chattering jaw. 

"A boy, strong and handsome too my lady."

"Thank you." Rhae reached out for him. 

"Would you like someone to raven-" the wet nurse began. 

"Thank you, for your discrestion." Gerold remarked paying the woman heavily before ushering her out. "Silver hair, violet eyes." Gerold remarked. 

"Fuck off." Rhae hissed. 

"Not Daemon... the prince Taelon perhaps?"

"I don't need him. I don't need anyone." Rhae informed him. "No one must know." 

"I know." Gerold agreed. "YOu are family, I do care about you Rhae. Whatever you need." 

"Thank you..."