A/N: one of my readers convinced me to add more chapters before ending the book, so here yall go dang🙄 (jk, I LOVE ALI AND ZAENYA SM😭💗💗 don't want them to end ngl)
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Helaena and alicent had set out for an afternoon stroll in the garden, basking in the warmth of the sun and the serenity of nature. the sky was a brilliant blue, with only a few wispy clouds drifting lazily across it, casting dappled shadows on the winding path beneath their feet. the air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the gentle hum of bees as they flitted from petal to petal, collecting nectar to take back to their hive
as they walked, the soft rustle of leaves and the chirping of birds created a soothing melody, accompanying them on their leisurely stroll. the garden was a tapestry of colors, with vibrant blooms of every hue, from the delicate pastel shades of the roses to the bold and bright splashes of the sunflowers. the gentle breeze carried the whispers of ancient secrets, as the trees leaned in, their branches swaying gently in the wind
helaena and alicent meandered along the winding path, their footsteps quiet on the soft earth. they had spent countless afternoons exploring this garden, discovering hidden nooks and secret glades and yet, it still held a sense of wonder and magic. the sun cast a warm glow over the scene, illuminating the intricate details of the flowers and the delicate features of the two women
alicent, with her radiant smile and sparkling eyes, walked with a gentle grace, her pregnancy evident in the curve of her belly. her long, auburn hair cascaded down her back, like a river of sunlight and her laughter was like music, filling the air with joy and warmth. helaena, with her pale hair and soft violet eyes, walked beside her, a constant companion and confidante. her eyes shone with a deep affection and understanding, as she gazed at alicent, her heart filled with love and support
as they strolled, they chatted and laughed, their conversation flowing like a gentle brook, winding its way through the garden of their minds. they spoke of dreams and hopes, of fears and doubts, of the joys and challenges of life to tighten the new bond they've formed compared to how it had been much long before. their words were like petals, delicate and ephemeral, yet filled with beauty and meaning
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