The Princess and the Knight

Chapter 12

First part has a 1.5 month time jump. Visenya and Xanner are enjoying their time alone in their room 😜. Then they get some bad news. Second part Visenya and Xanner return to Kings landings. I hope you guys like it 🥰

                                                          Visenya Strong Targaryen (16 years old.)

                                                       Xanner Strong (19 years old.)

Visenya was woken by the sunlight hitting her eyes, she turned realizing she was alone on the bed, and smiled. This past moon and a half had been idyllic, Xanner and her had spent every moment together. She still smiled every time she remember the first time she took him flying, he had been so nervous. The flight had not been too long, but Xanner had held tightly the entire time. After landing he had told her he never wanted to do that again if he could help it. He still loved to watch her fly around. He had taken her on picnics by the northern shore of the Gods Eye lake, they had gone hawking. They had even entertained some of the Riverland's lords, including the Tullys. Visenya had been excited to see Sara Stark once more, the woman had been spending most of her time at the Riverlands since her marriage. She still went to Kings Landings from time to time, but not as often as before. Sara had been a steady figure in Visenya's life when she was a child and she had missed the woman. Xanner and her had also been invited to Riverrun where a feast had been held in their honor. What Visenya had enjoyed the most had been spending time with her husband and their lovemaking. He would worship her like she was a goddess.
"You look very happy." Visenya sat up, her eyes widened when her husband walked out of the bath chambers. He was only wearing breeches and did not have his tunic on. His beautiful chest was on display and she could not help but lick her lips. "Do not look at me that way, I have to inspect the grounds. I promised the castellan we would go early today."
"But we are supposed to be having time for ourselves, not working." She stood up, walking closer to him and enjoying the way his eyes traveled down her body. Her nightgown was simple and not very sensual, but he was looking at her like she was naked. "You could stay here with me."
"I would love to stay with you, but I promised the Castellan. It does not look well when the lord of the castle does not keep his promises." Visenya ran her hands over his chest, enjoying the way his muscles felt under her hands. Xanner's hands went to his waist and he lowered his head, kissing her softly. "You are going to make me late."
"I want to make you late. I will bare the consequences." Visenya bit her bottom lip, then stepped back unlacing her nightgown and dropping it to the ground. Xanner's eyes darkened and he licked his lips. Visenya walked backward toward the bed, smiling at her husband. "Stay with me."
Xanner stepped toward her, it looked like he was being pulled by a rope. He did not look anywhere else, his predatory eyes did not move away from her body. He moved too fast for her to do anything, pouncing on her and throwing her on the bed, making her laugh. Her laugh died when his mouth took hers in a long, deep kiss. His tongue explored her mouth thoroughly. Her body responding, her nipples beading into tight peaks, heat pulling low in her belly, her core growing wet, readying her body for his possession. Xanner removed his breeches in record time, and then he was between her legs, his hands caressing her breasts. Xanner usually prepared her thoroughly before taking her, this time he did not seem to have the patience for it. He came into her in one deep, hard thrust, making her eyes open wide and a gasp left her mouth. Her gasp did not slow him down, he drew back, almost leaving her body entirely before slamming back in. His pace built quickly, driving her arousal higher and higher until she thought her body would melt. Her legs locked around his back, her arms going under his arms, and around his back, holding on to him for dear life. Visenya raised her head, kissing Xanner and thrusting her tongue inside his mouth. His hips faltered for a second before he growled and his rhythm became punishing. Xanner threw one of her legs over his shoulder, changing the angle and hitting that spot inside her that made her forget her own name. He only thrust twice more before her entire body clenched and she came with a scream. Xanner was not far behind her, his seed filling her and he groaned against her mouth and then fell on top of her.
Xanner was aware she liked staying near him after making love, so he turned over with her in his arms until she was laying on top of him. Visenya caressed his chest, while his hands ran down her back in gentle caresses. She loved these moments after they made love and just laid together. Visenya loved being married, she was happy and at peace. She knew her life would not always be like this. They were supposed to return to Kings Landings in a fortnight, they would have to go back to their duties. Xanner will go back to working with the gold cloaks and she could have to return to her duties as a princess, which would mean helping her parents and sister with the running of the kingdom. Visenya helped mostly with all the charity work for the small folk. There was a knock on the door, making her lift her head and Xanner laugh.
"You got me in trouble." Xanner moved, placing her on the bed and putting on his breeches. He cover her with a blanket, kissed her mouth, and headed to the door. "I am blaming you for this, you will have to explain to my castellan why I did not make it in time."
Visenya laughed, making him smile as he opened the doors. She heard him speaking to someone and then he looked back towards her. Immediately she knew something was wrong. Xanner had only opened the door halfway, so she was able to get out of bed and put on her nightgown. Xanner spoke to the person on the other side of the door, he was speaking even lower now. Visenya just stood there, she did not want to hear what they were saying. She knew it had to be bad, whatever was happening was going to change things. After a few minutes, Xanner closed the doors and turned to her. His eyes were guarded and the happiness they had been feeling minutes before seemed to have been sucked out of the room. He approached her, taking both of her hands in his and leading her to the bed. Once she was sitting at the edge of the bed he knelt in front of her.
"Visenya." He stopped and took a deep breath, he did not seem to know what to say or how to say it. "News just came from Kings Landing. We need to return."
"Is my grandsire, is it not?"
"Yes." He reached up, wiping away the tear that ran down her face. "I am so sorry, my love. He passed early this morning, Your brother Aenys is here, he flew to make sure we got the news as soon as possible."
Visenya just cried and Xanner wrapped his arms around her, drawing her to his chest. Visenya could not stop crying, she had known her grandsire did not have too much longer, but it still hit her hard. Her grandsire was dead and everything would change.
"We have to go." She moved out of Xanner's arms, looking up at him. "I will get dressed and then we will go to Kings Landing."
"I will get everything ready." Xanner kissed her forehead, moving to the door. "Do not worry, love. Everything will be well."
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