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Saerela Velaryon is the first born daughter of Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen and Laenor Velaryon. Some say it was a blessing for her to be graced with the signature white Targaryen hair but to her it was a curse.
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The big day had finally arrived. Seara was a bundle of anxiety. She had been nervously scratching at her skin so much that it was raw around her fingertips. All day, she hadn't seen Aegon. She wanted to see him even if it wasn't right. She had received some reassurance from Aemond. Nothing seemed to be able to distract her from the ceremony that was about to happen in a few hours.
For a very long time, she had been trying on dress after dress. To determine which hairstyle looks best, all of the handmaidens experimented with several hairstyles. Alicent did an excellent job of keeping her calm despite her need for her mother to be present. as she was young when she got married. When she wanted to get married, she would be twenty years old but she was six and ten as the Gods decided that she would get married now,so there she is.
All of the handmaidens and the Queen eventually discovered the ideal hairstyle and attire. It had designs coming from the bottom of her chest and was a pale pink off-the-shoulder dress. Half of her hair would be up, held in place by a tiny dragon hairpin, while the other half would fall in gentle curls down her back. When she was finished, she turned to face the mirror. She had an older, mature appearance.
King Viserys her grandsire would be the one to hand her off to Aegon. She wished that it was her father Leanor. But she was happy that her grandsire would be able to see her wedding. His health had declined rapidly and most of the time he was drugged up with milk of a poppy. So him being able to witness the ceremony filled her heart up with warmth. Although she had desired to have a Valyrian wedding. The queen thought it was appropriate to have the wedding be in the light of the seven.
"Are you excited Princess, you are going to be wed" Her handmaiden Lyra questions. Seara looks at her through the mirror and purses her lips
"I'm happy" Seara says with a smile on her face. Lyra nods and places her hand on her shoulder
"If he hurts you he will have to face my wrath" Lyra says chuckling. Seara chuckles as well
"Not just yours mine as well" Seara says, shaking her head
The door to her bedchambers open and her Grandsire walks in. Next to her Lyra curtsies and leaves her chambers
"Grandsire" Seara says softly walking up to him. Viserys looks at Seara and his face softens
"You look just like your mother" he says slowly before saying "I'm sorry she couldn't make it"
Prior to her next smile, Seara flinches a little. They both proceed to the royal room as Viserys extends his arm to her. On her route, she notices knights nodding and stepping to the side. They approach the big wooden door, and she finally starts to get nervous. She will experience a permanent change in her life behind those doors. She is unaware of whether something is good or terrible.
She sees all of the lords and ladies gathered around as the doors open. The Iron Throne is accessible by a broad promenade. She could see Aegon in front of it. He wore classic Targaryen black clothing with a tinge of green, though. She can see a small amount of purple on his newly washed face where she unintentionally hit him. She grins at the thought.
Aegon grinned as she approached him. Seara follows suit. For generations to come, people will talk about this wedding. not for the ceremony itself, but for the things that happen following. Neither of the guests was aware that a storm was approaching starting this day and that the dance of the dragons was about to begin.
When Seara finally reached Aegon he took her hand in his and gave her the biggest smile. He leaned down a little to whisper "You look gorgeous Issa jorrāelagon"
Seara turned to him and smiled even more "As do you Ñuha prūmia"
The Septon turns to the two. And begins the ceremony "You may now cloak the bride and bring her under your protection."
Seara turns around and waits for Aegon to unhook his cloak. She can feel his hands on her neck as he hooks his cloak upon her. He gives her a small kiss on the shoulder. They both stands again in front of the Septon
"We stand here in the sight of gods and men to witness the union of man and wife: one flesh, one heart, one soul, now and forever." The Septon says, looking towards the crowd.
Aegon and Seara hold hands, standing side by side as the Septon uses a ribbon to tie their hands together to show their union. Seara looks at Aegon with soft eyes as he too looks at her and winks. Seara's cheeks begin to blush and she looks forward again biting her lip softly.
"Let it be known that Aegon II of house Targaryen and Searela of house Valeryon are one heart, one flesh, one soul. Cursed be he who would seek to tear them asunder."
The high Septon looks upon the two and carries on "In the sight of the Seven, I hereby seal these two souls, binding them as one for eternity. Look upon one another and say the words."
Seara and Aegon recite the vows, speaking simultaneously. "Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger"
"I am hers and she is mine. From this day, until the end of my days," Aegon says smiling downs at his now wife
"I am his and he is mine. From this day, until the end of my days." Seara says softly.
Aegon looks towards the Septon then at Seara before speaking "With this kiss, I pledge my love," After those words Aegon slowly leans down and grabs her cheeks and kisses her. Seara melts in his touch. It wasn't like the first time. That time it was messy. But this one. It was full of love and comfort.
When Aegon finally stops they both turn towards the crowd. They start to clap. Aegon and Seara look towards one another and chuckle. King Viserys and Queen Alicent are the first to congratulate them. Then it is Helaena then Aemond. He was quiet when he saw them only speaking in a hushed tone. But Aegon nor Seara realised the true reason behind his tone.
The couple make their way towards the long table still holding each others hands. Many lords and ladies came up and congratulated them. Aegon to Seara's surprise hadn't even touched his wine and for that Seara was happy.
A/N
Yay they are finally married, I know it's a short chapter but the next one will she better.
Ooo, and Aemond being jealous now that's going to cause a problem.
