her prince & his princess, aemond targaryen

Chapter 4

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Y/N stood with her family at the throne room in Dragonstone. Her parents at the front while she and her siblings behind them with their hands clasped together. They were awaiting for the arrival of the King and his sons.

"Seven hells, how long do we have to stand here?" Luke whispered to Y/N, getting irritated.

"A little while, little brother. Just wait in 3...2...1..." Y/N said as the doors to the room opened to reveal Viserys with Aegon and Aemond behind him.

"King Viserys of House Targaryen, the First of His Name, King of the Andals and the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm, with his sons, Prince Aegon and Prince Aemond of House Targaryen!" The knight announced.

"Daughter! Brother! How lovely it is to see you all again!" Viserys exclaimed, running up to hug Rhaenyra.

"Father!" Rhaenyra exclaimed, hugging her father.

"Brother." Daemon nodded at his older brother to which Viserys nodded at him back.

"Now, where are my grandchildren?" Viserys asked, pulling away from Rhaenyra's hug.

"Grandfather!" Jace, Luke, and Y/N yelled, running up to hug their grandsire.

"I'll tell the maids to fetch Joffrey, father." Rhaenyra said, walking away to instruct a maid.

"Good to see you, Y/N. How have you been?" Viserys asked his eldest grandchild slash niece.

"I've been good, grandfather, preparing for my betrothal." Y/N replied, watching Baela and Rhaena greet their uncle.

Viserys nodded happily at Y/N's response. He then signaled Aegon and Aemond to come to him and Y/N. Aemond slapped Aegon's shoulder who was eyeing the maid handing Joffrey to Rhaenyra.

"Come on, father's calling us." Aemond scolded Aegon, dragging him by the sleeve of his clothing.

"Now, my sons, I want you to treat your cousin well. She's your future queen and you must respect her choice of husband and don't take it against yourselves and her. Do you understand me?" Viserys told his sons, letting the word, cousin, slip so easily off his tongue.

"Yes, father." Aemond replied sternly while Aegon just nodded.

Viserys wished his granddaughter and sons good luck before heading to his younger brother to catch up. Most of the family left Y/N, Aemond, and Aegon behind. Aegon decided to head to the kitchens to find something to drink unsurprisingly, which left Y/N and Aemond, alone.

"So, cousin?" Aemond asked Y/N about his father's choice of word earlier.

"Oh, you still don't know? Daemon Targaryen is my biological father. So, that makes me your niece and cousin." Y/N said, smiling at Aemond who now sported an eyepatch over his left eye.

"Oh, I see, um, walk with me, princess?" Aemond asked, holding his arm out.

"Of course, my prince." Y/N said, wrapping her arm around Aemond's.

Aemond felt a blush creep up his cheeks as Y/N's skin made contact around his clothed arm. Seven hells, she hasn't even touched his bare skin yet and here he is, flustered by a simple touch from Y/N.