Undisclosed Desires

Chapter 10

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"I will take the advice, dear sister." He replied in a slightly strained way. He had already invoked his wife to be's anger once, he wondered briefly how it would look the next time he invoked it. He watched as his uncle walked through the crowds, most likely in search of his bride. The man licked his licks slowly and let out a small sigh. "I am aware of that."

He reached for his cup once more and finished the drink, his gaze turning towards his uncle when he came into view. He set the empty cup down and nodded in response. "I suppose a dance wouldn't be a troublesome thing," He agreed with Daemon after a moment of silence, rising to his full height and offering his hand to Visenya, his gaze solely on her as he did.

After taking her hand, the young man lead the way off to the dance floor, pulling the woman in close after they disappeared into the crowd. "Do you wish to continue our earlier conversation?" He asked her in their native tongue and he twirled the woman in front of him.

Viserys called his brother over after Aemond lead the way back to the dance floor, his grasp surprisingly gentle on the woman's hand. The King watched the pair with joy in his eyes before turning the purple gaze back on his younger brother. "Your daughter looks lovely today, doesn't she?" He asked him, a gentle pink to his pale cheeks.

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Rila seemed to brighten as the warmth in his eyes grew, smiling at his words. "I am allowed to tease my husband." She said in a slight cocky way. "And we're away from the children, I can say as I please about what I wish for." She added in a soft mutter.

When his lips touched her ear, she let out a small mewl that only he could hear, a light shade of blush coloring her cheeks. "An early leave might be permitted." She knew she could convince her father to let them leave early, though she also knew it might dampen her neice's mood if she too early. But the woman ached for her husband in the same fierceness as their first days. She remembered well one sweaty winter night.

"Perhaps you hold me tight tonight," She huffed when his grip tightened of her hips. She loved feeling his strength, loved to feel the sheets against her bare skin with him inside her. With a young child like Daerys, most of her days were spent tending to the child. She didn't believe in the maids raising her children, so her hands were terribly full since the birth of their daughter. "And we try for a fourth babe, though twins wouldn't be terrible either. Maybe they'll have your eyes and my hair."

Rila adored dreaming of more children, for since she was young she always wanted children. And when she met Harwin, she couldn't imagine not baring the man children. He was a doting father whom was firm but soft on his children. She couldn't ask for a better man, and at his slight tense posture caught her attention, she slid her hands up his stomach and chest and wrapped her arms around his neck. "What is the problem my love?"