The next day came quickly, a very tired and agitated Daema was awoken from her slumber by both of her ladies. She was prepared thoroughly. Bathed in a bath of lilies and vanilla. Dressed in a dress made by Ellaria herself with the help of lady Mina who carefully braided her hair being mindful of the princess' rules, specifically the one about her hair.
"You look beautiful princess." Mina said putting the final touches on her hair.
"She really does" Helaena says causing the rest to agree.
"That's was my grandmother in her adolescent" Maegora said with pride.
"Thank you Mina." Daema said staring at herself in slight shock. She looked like a completely different person, an angel if she was to go that far.
"Look at you, for the first time in forever you actually look like a princess." An familiar voice said to
Daema & Ellaria, well unfamiliar in Mina's case."Daena as I live and breathe." Daema said not even turning around then to her ladies she said, "You may go."
"Not this one again" Rhaella whispered furiously as she thought no one could hear her but they did to her
"Gods she's gorgeous" Aegon II said finally reverting his attention away from his cups to the screen.
"And far from your league brother" Aemond said looking at the girl or rather woman who held a strong resemblance to someone he knew, he just couldn't name who.
Daena Fyre, Lady of Harrenhal, Daughter of Queen Rhaella Targaryen and Ser Harwin Strong
"Never thought I'd see the day, you would marry someone other than our tedious brother." Daena said sitting on her bed.
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The Last Targaryens (WTS)
FanficLet me just point out that this is MadisonWest714, I recently lost my Wattpad password and can't access my old account so I created a new one. I'm going to be transferring all my stories to this one. Those from the past watch the lives of their desc...