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———the banter between the dragon and the stag led to a final decision on bringing the dove to their cave, ready to unveil its innocence, so pure, so bright
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☆°•☆ Visenya looked to orys boredly, whom had taken the chance to express—or more so rant to the other two targaryens on visenya sudden decision on getting him a wife that he did not ask nor agree to having "i just think it is unfair that she decides on who i wed which by the way dragon lady, you have no say" he huffed crossing his arms throwing a look at visenya
to which she rolled her eyes in retaliation "need i remind you that i am the eldest in this room, and yes i can make that choice for you since it is up to me, the eldest to see through that you do not let your lineage die out"
orys glared "you the one to talk" he retorted, visenya scowled throwing her empty cup his way nearly hitting his head if he didn't duck out the way
"okay than children" rhaenys announced standing from her chair as she sent the two a look "firstly visenya, that wasn't your choice to make. so yes orys is right in some sense, even if he has no thought behind those eyes" the baratheon man grinned at first before it fell into a scowl at the last part
"secondly orys, visenya is the eldest and has a say in whatever concerns us, especially you orys since she promised mother to take you under her care if anything were to happen to her and father, and finding a wife in this war is of importance if we are to win" she further explained slowly so orys could process it in his head
