𝖗𝖍𝖆𝖊𝖌𝖆𝖗 𝕴 𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖌𝖆𝖗𝖞𝖊𝖓...
He was the second son of Virserys I and Alicent Hightower. Even though being his father's son, Rhaegar was very much like his uncle Daemon. Persistent, superiorities and never gave a shit about others. Unless...
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LATER that evening, Virserys had called everyone to a small dinner. They would have it to celebrate the future beginnings of House Targaryen.
It was already dark outside and everything around the table was candle lit.
A soft melody played in the background as everyone began to take their seats.
Rhaegar sat next to Lucerys, facing Daemon who sat next to the Rhaenyra. Rhaena sat on the other side of Luke.
Baela and Jacaerys were sat on the Star prince's left so he had was deep conversation with the velaryon girl.
Rhaegar and Luke had not talked since this morning. The Velaryon boy could not even look at the targaryen prince in the eyes after what had happened.
After the whole chaotic scene, Rhaegar wanted to check up on his lover but all he got was cold shoulders and clear acts that Luke was trying to avoid him.
The Targaryen prince let him be but he knew that would snap if didn't at least get to hear Luke's voice. It was so always soft and proper the way Lucerys formed his words as it entered into Rhaegar's ears.
It reminded him of the shore waves crashing against the sand mixed with the soft breeze howling in his ear. It was so addicting to the Star prince.
He hated the fact that Luke was avoiding him. So he made sure that whatever chance he had, he would make Lucerys would want him.
There was a moment between them, before the King arrived to dinner, when Rhaegar had reached out for Luke's hand but the boy flinched away by placing his hand back onto his lap under the table.
Rhaegar made a fist wrapped around his cup. His brows turned down and sighed sharply.
"Have it your way then..." He mutters in a low, annoyed tone. He brings the cup to his lips and sips away the light liquor.
After that, they did not meet eye to eye the whole time. Luke made conversation with Rhaena instead.
Soon the doors opened for the King to enter. He placed by the guards over his chair. He looked weaker than before.
