✹☀︎~°ᑕOᗰᗴ ᗩᑎᗪ ᖴᒪY ᗩᗯᗩY ᗯITᕼ ᗰᗴ°~☁︎★

❥ᗯᗴᗪᗪIᑎᘜ✿

White is frustratingly easy to spoil and though you thought the color nice, what was so obnoxious when the color took the form of hundreds of dresses, each tighter than the last. The Queen Alicent Hightower was a devout follower of the Faith of the Seven, as was her son, and seeing how she was the Queen, you obeyed. 

You hold your breath as a maid tightened a dress and you looked at yourself in the mirror

"this one," you said "I find it hard to believe I will be awed by the end of the week," you admired herself in the mirror, turning in all different angles to see the dress in its glory

"The king wishes to have to see his son wed," Rhaenys said shrugging

.

.

.

Laughter, smiles, and endless love; that was what you had pictured your wedding day to be like. Unfortunately for you those types of things come rarely for royals such as yourself. Instead, you were being pruned over and over by servants whilst you nervously scratched at all available skin. You were made to stand as the servants began dressing you in your gown. The soft fabrics soon enough engulfed your body, the feeling of the seams against your body enough to bring your back to reality as you stared at yourself blankly in the mirror.

A knock on your chamber door caused your head to snap in its direction

"Enter." you cleared your throat before calling out.

A guard entered the room, "It is time, princess." He stated whilst bowing before her

your heart suddenly started racing. You swallowed loudly nodding your head at him almost hesitantly. Your servants rushed to nitpick any fine details about your appearance as you shooed them away with your hands, they quickly retracted with their hands at their sides as they bowed to you. 

You suddenly looked around the room and felt as if it was closing in on you, desperate for your father to hold your hand, and comfort you. your chest rises faster with each breath, and your steps lead you through the castle, surrounded by your guards and servants but never feeling so alone in your lifetime. Only when you approached the sept doors you felt your nerves taking over your body and every ounce of control you had went out the damn window. 

_______

You sat at a table next to Aemond, You looked at him and he, you. Music started and we were to dance, He took my hand and arm's length apart we walked down the small steps and began the dance. you held each other gaze, You met in the middle and you smirked

"you still can't dance" you commented 

Then you both went to opposite corners and bowed 

you walked over to him as everyone joined on to the dance floor, You continued with another dance, Alicent not taking her eye off you in the middle of the chaos

you do sneak away from the dance and into another crowd taking a cup of wine, and sipping it. Aemond noticed you and walked threw the crowd back to you taking your arm and going to the table to eat. You began to eat, carefully to not soil your dress

"Have I told you how beautiful you look?" Aemond said to you

"Yes, after we kissed, as we walked down the aisle, and right now," you said with a smile 

"That right," he says 

you smile and he laughs, you placed your hand in his as we enjoyed the rest of the ceremony until the bedding ceremony crossed your mind Your heart felt as if it could leap out of your mouth at any moment now. It was finally time for the bedding ceremony. The ladies of the court were fussing over you, teasing you about your forthcoming night.