VOW OF HATE
ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ
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ೃ⁀➷ cregan stark never imagined he would have to protect the very person he vowed to hate.
when rhavena escapes from the greens and into wolf territory, the chieftain is forced to honour th...
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Rhavena Targaryen, 9 days of name
SHE WAS still too young to claim to have known love. But for her nine years of innocence, Rhavena Targaryen firmly believed she had already found it.
As she ran through the gardens in the company of the wolf cub, Rhavena thought everything was perfect. The boy she had met a summer ago was now visiting her constantly in the Red Keep, all courtesy of her mother, who, having learned that her youngest daughter had taken a liking to the youngest of the Stark pack, had convinced her father that, not having "enough friends" to live with, it was only fair to bring the only one she had ever liked. Viserys, blind with affection for his wife and daughter, did not hesitate a second to send a raven North to make arrangements with Lord Rickon Stark.
"Draven, don't run so fast!" the princess complained, bringing the boy to a sudden halt.
Rhavena was a princess, and she ran after no one, capricious she was all thanks to her father, the king would die before he stopped coddling his two precious daughters, and that, in both of them, showed.
"I'm sorry, Vena, are you tired?" The boy, though used to messier and more unruly games, always made sure to look for ways to please said capricious princess. "Of running, yes, but come, I want to show you something else!" Draven, as always, didn't have much time to protest before he was dragged away by hand by Rhavena.
It was evident that the princess had more than perfected the skill of sneaking out of the castle, as that was just what she was leading the young Stark to do. They descended through the streets of King's Landing perfectly concealed in robes that Rhavena had grabbed before they left, and before Draven could guess where they were going, they arrived at the infamous dragon pit. The boy swallowed dryly, only imagining what Rhavena wanted to show him.
"Princess, what a surprise to have you here," a man, old looking, bald and dressed in robes greeted them just at the entrance. "Can you put two mounts on Kalyax please?" Rhavena immediately asked, head high.
The man had no room to protest, Rhavena's demand as respectful as it was definitive, it gave further proof to Draven that the girl had the power to convince anyone to get anything she wanted, he could hold himself up as an example, for Rhavena Targaryen had him eating out of the palm of her hand.
"Come on, come on, come on!"
As the older man disappeared into the pit, Draven felt his nerves on edge dancing with every bead of sweat he felt sliding down his forehead.
"Are you...are you sure that-that this is safe?" he asked, holding back the urge to turn and run before he saw a real dragon. "Of course I am, or well, we'll see about that," not at all words that calmed his racing heart.
