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Rhaenyra Targaryen 4

Rhaenyra's POV

As soon as he turns to me , I can see all kinds of feelings flash through his eyes, from anger, sadness, betrayal, pain, and I can see his body tense up in my presence.

Y/n: What are you doing here, princess? - he asks coldly and I can't understand his attitude.

Rhaenyra: I thought we had agreed to call each other by our names and put formalities aside when we were alone.- I commented confused, looking around me and observing the place for the first time.

Y/n: It happens that I have realized that it is not appropriate. - I listen as he says and I turn my gaze towards him, seeing the muscles of his jaw contracted.

Rhaenyra: Has something happened? - I ask confused, taking a step towards him and feeling my heart ache when he takes a step back.

Y/n: I don't know.- He speaks with a certain irony. -I am not the one who enters other people's rooms without knocking and dressed as a page.- He points to my clothes with venom in his voice and I open my eyes surprised at his tone of voice.

I just keep watching him, confused by his behavior towards me and a little hurt by the way he talks to me. But I realize something. That when I entered his room, he thought I was his brother, and that means that Ser Harwin was probably in this room shortly before me.

Rhaenyra: You know.- I whisper with my eyes open.

Y/n: I don't know what you mean by "I know" - he makes quotation marks with his fingers. -But if you're referring to your night out with your uncle, yes, then yes I know.- he assures and I swallow heavily because of the nerves at his answer.

Rhaenyra: I can explain it.- I quickly defend myself, walking towards him and trying to grab his hands.

But when he sees me walking towards him, he shakes his head and steps back again, letting me know he doesn't want me around right now. Which hurts me, because in these months we have become very close and he is the person with whom I feel most comfortable.

Y/n: You don't have to explain anything to me.- He denies between his teeth. -What you do, or stop doing with your uncle or any man is none of my business.- he assures me, withdrawing his gaze from me, as if looking at me disgusted him or something similar.

Rhaenyra: Of course I have to explain to you.- I assured him with certainty, trying to keep my voice from shaking from the pain of his obvious rejection. -I want to explain myself to you, I want to tell you that it has happened with total sincerity, I want it to be your concern and I want you to believe me, because your opinion about me is more important than my own father's.- I assure him giving a step toward him with each word.

Y/n: It's not necessary, because I'm just your personal guard and not your confidante.- He shakes his head, still not looking at me and not reacting to my closeness.

Rhaenyra: But I want you to be my confidante.- I assure him, stopping in front of him.

Y/n: I don't.- He denies trying to get past me, but I grab his arm and stop him.

Rhaenyra: Don't run away from me.- I beg, feeling the stinging in my eyes, because of the pain of his attitude and rejection of me.

Y/n: I'm not running away.- He denies trying to release his arm from my grip, but it only makes me hold him tighter. -I'm drawing the line of our professional relationship.- he excuses, managing to break free, but I lunge at him and grab his dark blue shirt so tightly my knuckles turn white. -Let go of me, princess.- he asks me with obvious anger.

Rhaenyra: No.- I deny sticking my body to his. -I'm not going to let you go until you've listened to me.- I assure him with all the security and seriousness that I can have at this moment.