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Mekar Targaryen the husband of Princess Visenyra Targaryen, Princess of Dragonstone, Visenya Reborn and the Heir to the Iron Throne was smiling at his daughter. Still, his eyes did not show the same joy. His wife was busy with duties and plans they no longer spent time together, he had not been in her bed in moons, and it bothered him.
"Your Highness, the princess has asked for you" Mekar turned and watched the woman before acknowledging her statement and walking off. He entered the room with a small frown on his face "Visenyra, is everything okay?" his wife stood leaning against one of the many pillars that were in between their room and the large balcony.
Her hair was for the first time in the past few months free and no longer in tight warrior braids or updos, she wore a sheer white gown that clung to her skin in her hand was a glass of wine. She looked relaxed and calm slowly he walked over to her.
"I have failed you as a wife, haven't I" Stunned Mekar moved directly in front of her and could see the tears in her eyes. "No, you have not" yet Visenyra only laughed "I am not asking my love, I know it while I have given birth to heirs for the throne, I hardly spend time with you or them you must resent me"
Mekar had never been this confused had his lady wife lost her mind? "Visenyra while I have not gotten to spend time with you as we did before you were named heir I do understand. As for our children, you spend time with them, I saw you reading them to sleep and singing them the songs of Old Valyria. You have not failed us"
Mekar felt very guilty for his earlier thoughts now his wife was to be the next ruler she had responsibilities to her people in addition to that she was still a mother. Visenyra looked at her husband "You have not said how you felt about my absence in your life" Mekar flinched and pulled her into a tight embrace.
"I miss you, I miss our talks and spars and while I do miss fucking you it pales in comparison to our discussions and beating one another in an arena" The woman nodded and pulled back placing her hands on his face before kissing him. It was soft and passionate he could almost feel her emotions as the two engaged in another kiss only separating to breathe. "Then I shall stop my royal duties at a certain hour to balance our life." Mekar nodded and picked up his wife she had lost weight again it seemed.
He intended to take care of her tonight and Visenyra was pleasantly surprised. Outside their door, a previously worried Rhaenyra smiled and walked away.
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Princess Visenyra Targaryen (21) visits Royal Consort Hightower on her husband's birthday
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