"i will give you war"
when a devil falls in love, it is most hauntingly beautiful thing ever. And you should be terrified, for he will go to the depths of hell for her.
"i serve my princess. no one else"
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𝗗𝗮𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻�...
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"𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝑼𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒆?" Visenya asked the man sitting on the Iron Throne across from her as she walked towards him.
At that she turned and motioned for her guard to leave, he obeyed and closed the door behind them.
"I sit. It could be my throne one day."
"Not if they execute you for treason. You haven't come to court in a long time," she approached him.
As she got closer, she saw more and more of his face, Visenya has a vision problem, she can't see well in the distance.
"Court is terribly boring," he snorted.
"Then why are you here?" she didn't understand.
She was finally standing close enough to him. His entire face was now perfectly visible. He hasn't changed much, he has the same long white hair, the same features, he just looked a little thinner.
"I came to the tournament in my honor," he grinned at her and stood up.
"Yours? The tournament is for the heir"
"And it's me"
"For the heir my mother carries under her heart"
"Unless it's in the world, it won't be"
"Like you don't," she smirked at him.
He then started walking towards her until he stopped in front of her.
"I brought you something," he smiled at her. She frowned. She didn't know what he would bring her.
Then he pulled out a necklace from his pocket. Visenya's eyes lit up. "Do you know what it is?" he asked her.
"Valyrian steel," he smiled.
The necklace was grey-red with a pendant where the coat of arms of their family was located.
"Turn around," he ordered her.
"I can't accept that, uncle"
This time he frowned. "Why shouldn't you?" he approached her, slowly walked around her and stood behind her.
He grabbed her fair hair and moved it to the right side with slow movements. Visenya held her breath. She was no longer in her zone, he was disturbing her.
