I retired to my chambers as told, exchanging small talk with Elina as she helped me ready for bed. I wished Elina goodnight as I sat in front of my mirror, brushing my long white hair to free it from any knots my braids may have caused.
I picked up the current book I was reading and sat next to the fireplace in my room, sitting comfortably as I read through the pages. After a while of reading, there was a knock on my door. I turned to my door confused, it was so late who could possibly be at my door.
I walked to the door and opened it, surprised to see Aemond glaring down at me. " Aemond? What brings you here so late?". " You never came to my chambers, so I figured I'd come to yours.". Aemond pushed past me. I quickly closed the door, turning to Aemond. " Aemond, it isn't safe to be doing this." . " You already know Mother can not stop us. She may make her small threats. You know where we stand.". " Daemon knows.".
A scowl grew on his face as the words hit him. " He watched us at dinner. He said if he caught us in the act, he would tell Father.". " He can tell Father all he likes. Why should that threat cause us any fear?". " Aemond, this is serious. Daemon and father may not be close, but they are brothers. Father has already shown he is trying to make up for his past mistakes. That includes the excluding and ignoring he did to our uncle.".
Aemond took my face in his hands gently. " There is nothing to worry about, Visenya. Our uncle has no power here. The court dispises him, and Mother loaths him. He is known for his threats and lies. Nobody would believe him." ." I'm scared, Aemond.". " You have nothing to fear, Visenya. I will always keep you safe as long as you stay by my side.". I leaned my head into the warmth of Aemond's hands, feeling comfortable and safe.
" You always make me feel safe, Aemond.". " I'm glad to hear that.". Aemond leaned forward and placed a soft kiss to my forehead. " Get some sleep, love, for I will be keeping you up tomorrow night.". I gave Aemond a long, loving kiss on his lips, leaning back with a smile . Sleep well, my love.". " I wish you sweet dreams.".
~~~~~~The next morning, as Elina was helping me dress, Mother burst into my chambers, startling us both. " By the gods, mother, you scared me.". " You need to look perfect today, Visenya.". Mother rushed to my closest and looked through my dresses. " You say that every morning, Mother. Elina already picked out a beautiful dress for me today. Besides, I have training with Aemond and Ser Criston in a few minutes.".
" Your training with Ser Criston will be cancelled.". " Why?" I turned to my mother in anger." I'm already three days behind in my training." . " Rhaenyra wants to discuss the tournament for your hand.". I let out a groan and stormed over to my mother as she pulled out a dress. " This dress will be perfect." I pulled the dress from her hand and threw it on my bed. " I will discuss it later. I have my training first." ." This is serious, Visenya! Rhaenyra thinks she can steal you away from me and marry you to her bastard son without even competing in the tournament.".
I sat back down so Elina could continue braiding my hair the way I always do for my training. It is a braid in Targaryen history, known as the Visenya braid. The braid my ancestor wore during every battle she fought. " I will deal with it later.". " You will deal with it now! We can not let her get away with this!.". " Rhaenyra isn't getting away with anything!" I yelled, turning to my mother. " You always see the worst in her for no reason! She wished to speak of the tournament, and you turned the situation into Rhaenyra, wanting to cheat the system and wed me to Jacaerys when you don't even know this to be true.".
" Visenya-" " No, Mother! I am going to continue my training with Ser Criston and Aemond today, as I do most mornings. When I am finished and dressed as a princess, then I will speak of whatever you wish.". Mother let out a disappointed sigh. " Fine, we will discuss it later when you have had your fun.". She spat before turning around and slamming the door behind her.
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Visenya Targaryen
FanfictionVisenya Targaryen, the second of her name and second born daughter of Queen Alicent and King Viserys. The youngest child born from the Queen and King is just like her ancestor, Queen Visenya. Out of all her siblings, she is more like her elder broth...