(The painting)
TW: nothing to see over here y'all. It's smooth sailing.
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A Royal Statement from Her Majesty
(Age 22)
"Are you sure you can still ride- you know with your condition?" Maneora asked concerned as she walked down the hall. "I'm pregnant not dying. I've been careful, one ride there and back cannot hurt the baby." She stated opening the door to her office. "Does his majesty know?" He asked concerned as she chucked. "Considering how my belly pops out I would say so." She said sitting down at the desk. "Another note, his majesty Prince Aegon." Maneora said as she sighed. "What did he do?" She asked as he sighed. "He's drinking, or already drunk by breakfast." Maneora stated. "What is Alicent doing about it? I'm sure she's done something." She stated as he looked down. "Has she not done anything?" She asked as he nodded. "I want guards with him everywhere and anywhere he goes, even if it's is to the loo." She stated. "His majesty would want-" he started to say. "He's 18 years old, he doesn't know what he wants. He a baby." She stated firmly.
"On other news the palace has made a statement on behalf on behalf of you about- recent events..." he stated. "And?" She asked placing her hands on the desk. "From what it looks like people are very angry by Washington's actions." He stated. "And I'm sure it will reach London by noon by your name being stated." He said giving her a week smile. "I'm sure it will." She said placing a stack of papers in front of her. "Do make sure my bags will be ready tomorrow, I want to be at Aubrey hall by late noon." She stated as he nodded. "Of course your majesty." He said bowing his head down before closing the doors generally behind him.
At Aubrey hall the Bridgertons had arrived a day earlier to set it up before the ton joined them in a few days. They tried to create some sort of normalcy without having Daemerys around.
"Viscountess!" Coral yelled as Violet and Daphne turned around. "Yes coral?" Daphne asked as Coral took a deep breath. "This just arrived from in the behalf of her Majesty Queen Daemerys." Coral said as some servants brought in a square box wrapped in brown paper. "Well what is it?" Violet asked as the servants unboxed the present. "Oh mama..." Daphne said seeing the painting of Daemerys. "It's beautiful." She said. "She's so..." Violet began to say. "She looks so much like her mother." Violet stated. "Yes. She does." Anthony said coming into the room. "So is she coming or not?" He asked annoyed. "We think so. Isn't that right mama?" Daphne asked as Violet nervously nodded. "Yes we'll let's hope she doesn't bring any drama." Anthony said under his breath. "Anthony." Violet scolded. "Oh I forgot to give you this viscountess." Coral said handing Violet the paper. "What is it?" Daphne asked. "A special statement from her majesty Queen Daemerys and the palace." Coral stated as Violet tipos the paper open. "Oh my god..." Violet said reading the paragraph.
Her majesty special statement....
Her majesty has been aware of the concerns with also the rumors of her disappearance. Her majesty would like to say that she is fine. Her majesty suffered a attempted assignation by one of her partners after the bells. His grace, George Washington was a sole key in the incident. Her majesty has been taking the time to heal, and to spend more time with her siblings and husband. His majesty, King Daemon, has nothing to say about the incident. But wishes for privacy during this hard time. Her majesty wishes for this to. By order of the palace they all will be not answering any questions at this time or ever.
Please respect their decision.
- Dragonstone Castle
"Mama?" Daphne asked as Violet closed the paper. "They made an app enter assignation on her, by orders of Washington." Violet stated slamming the paper. "What?" Daphne asked shocked. "She looks fine mama, look at her." Daphne said pointing to the painting. "She's ok, mama." Daphne repeated. "She's alive, and well." Anthony stated crossing his arms. "Anthony walk away." Daphne stated. "Go." She ordered as he sighed leaving. "Do you what to hang it?" Daphne asked giving her mother a weak smile. "I want it in the front of the foyer, next to all of your paintings" Violet said. "Well you all heard her." Daphne said looking at the painting. "Hang it in the foyer." She ordered.
By nightfall, half of Dragonstone was ready for bed. Daemerys finished her stack of paperwork by 9 o' clock. The castle was dim lit as she walked back to her chambers. She had bathed, put her nightly cream on, and had her night dress on, when Daemon walked into the room. He had kissed her forehead before caressing her stomach.
"Maneora was asking me if it was ok for me to ride Drogon to Aubrey Hall." She stated serious as he chuckled. "I have no say in the matter, you're the Queen." He said stripping naked. "Happy life, happy wife." He said getting into the silk red sheets. "Blow out the candle after you done." He said kissing her cheek before laying his head into the pillow. "Goodnight darling." Daemon said as she hummed. "Goodnight." She said watching him close his eyes.
As soon as she heard him snore a little bit, she blew out the candle and laid down, on her side, thinking about the Bridgertons. She felt some sort of guilt of almost ghosting them. She couldn't think about that right now though. She snuggled close to daemon as he laid an arm over her waist. She could feel the breath hitting her neck as she closed her eyes. Then soon, she went to sleep. With only one thought running in her mind.
"What was to come for tomorrow?"
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