The baby girl was found in the gods wood. Her tiny body wrapped in a thin swaddling cloth, clinging to her delicate skin. Though her features were unmistakably not of their lineage, the king and queen took her in as one of their own. They named her...
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Two years later
Visera sat at a table in the throne room as a line of suitors stood in-front of her. Ser Gerald stood beside her, reading off the names of the lords and knights from a scroll.
" Ser Edmund Greyjoy step forward." Visera had expected another old man to step forward. But she was surprised to see a man that looked to be around his early thirties, and quite handsome.
She watched with wide eyes as the tall dark haired man stopped 5 feet in front of the table. "Uhm- excuse my surprise Ser I expected you to be-" before Visera could finish he had interrupted her.
"Old?" He asked with a laugh, which made her crack a smile. Ser Gerald coughs from beside them correcting his boldness.
But he just smirks and continues to look at the princess, causing her face to turn as red as her dress.
Visera sent a nod to Ser Gerald, telling him to move to the next one. For now Visera was just focused on narrowing down the men she could hopefully have a good life with.
Since the King and Queen are letting her choose her husband she was going to take advantage of that. He looked down to the scroll before calling out " Lord Lucian Tyrell."
A young man around her own age walked forward, he had blonde curly hair, kind blue eyes, and a charming smile.
" it is lovely to meet you my lord." The princess smiled while twirling the tips of her hair, a habit she picked up from her mother.
She watched as he quickly glanced at Ser Gerald, with a look she couldn't quite place. But it was gone in a matter of seconds, and he was looking at her once more. " as I am, my princess." He paused " may I say you look beautiful." She nodded with a smile.
" thank you ser." She replied and nodded at Ser Gerald to bring the next one. Visera had been watching Ser Lucian return to his spot, so she did not hear the name that had been called.
A man stood in front of her making her look up to see another old lord. Oh great.
Visera zoned out most of the old lords, but Ser Gerald coughed causing her to lose her thoughts. " Lord Lannister has asked you a question, princess." He informed her.
She looked to him with a (fake) smile "apologizes my lord, it had been a busy day."
The throne room door opened, Aemond entered but no one seemed to notice. He had promised to come get her for a break, he stood leaning against the door frame with his own guard. A smirk covered his features as he eyes the lords and knights.
" Casterly Rock would love to have a beauty like y-"
" I apologize my lord, but I am tired we may continue later?." She said before standing and making her way to the silver haired boy with a wide smile.
Ser Gerald had trouble matching her pace but caught up when she stopped before her brother.
" thank the gods your here brother." She said with a sigh, making his smirk grow. He offered his arm which she took, as he guided her through the castle halls. Ser Gerold and Ser Thomas a few feet behind them.
" there were so many old men, there were a few around our age though."
"Hm" He replied making Visera sigh and let go of his arm. 'I'm I bothering him?' She thought to herself. He looked to her out of the corner of his eye in confusion, but quickly looked forward when she looked at him.
They continued on their walk to the gardens in silence.
When they enter the gardens they are met with a table and are greeted by their siblings Aegon, and Helena. With a smile Visera walked to her sister, pulling her into a warm embrace.
Visera had been to busy with her suitors for the past few days she has barely heard from or seen her sister and brother. She then moved to Aegon, with a smile she hugs him as well.
" good morning, brother." She spoke with a nod, and sat in her seat beside Aemond.
Aegon had changed since the night Aemond lost his eye, he quit drinking as much he only takes a few sips of wine at dinner, and he actually started to be kind to his siblings and others though it was hard for him at first.
" good morning sister, I hope your morning has been well." He said returning her smile.
The cold autumn air bites at their skin as winter was soon approaching, the servants began placing food upon the table.
" it has been boring and tiresome." She replied with a dry laugh, but soon smiles and looks to Aegon and Helena. " your wedding is soon approaching, only a moon away." She says with a wide smile, the two look to her with the same smile.
Aemond however sat there in a daze staring down at the table.
{Flash back}
Aemond stood in front of Visera's door, Ser Gerald stood beside him waiting for the Princess to answer the knock. The door then opened revealing a tired looking Visera, He then regretted waking her up. But her eyes are swollen, she had been crying.
When Visera saw Aemond she fully woke herself up. " are you alright, Aemond." He nodded and smiled at her. " I am alright, rose." With that Visera seemed to let out a breath of relief.
" well come in." She requested while opening the door wider. Ser Gerald sent her a questioning look but she shook her head. " He is my brother Ser he isn't going to hurt me." With that he nodded his head, shut the door, and returned to his post.
" How are you?" Aemond asks Visera who stood at her balcony. " I don't know" she answers honesty
" I knew I would have to marry, but I never expected it to be this soon." She continued, trying not to cry. She could not, she would not.
Earlier that day the King had told Visera she would be looking into suitors, or he would pick one for her.
Aemond heard the shakiness in her voice so he stood beside her, pulling her into a hug. " I will not let father ship you off to some old fat lord." He promised.
{end of flashback}
Aemond was brought out of his thoughts by Visera's hand lightly tapping his scarred cheek and her calling out his name. He looked up to her, a weird feeling arose in his chest as he looked to her hand that had stopped tapping but lingered on his face.
With a cough she pulled her hand away, but they both desired for her to put it back though they didn't know why.
~~~~~~~~~~~~{Authors Note}~~~~~~~~~~~
I know this is a cruel place to leave this chapter, but I wanted to leave you all wanting to know what happens.
