"why would I choose one? I want them both, so I'll have them both. ask me again and I'll have one kill you. "
"..."
"you're dismissed."
{ in which the daughter of Rhaenyra bewitches the two Green princes and single-handedly make...
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Valyria walked into Aegon's bedroom and saw him asleep on a mattress that was on the floor. She rolled her eyes. "Aegon!"
He looked up and rolled over. "Darling? What is it?" She groaned. "They're here! My family is here! Isn't this amazing!" He shrugged and attempted to go back to sleep. He drifted into slumber, and she whined.
"Get up!" She yelled and tore the sheet off of him. Except he was naked, and she saw his naked ass. She tore her eyes away and felt her cheeks heat. He pulled the blanket back over him.
"It was warm," he mumbled.
"Aegon!" She whined again, and he just mumbled something unintelligible into the pillow as he drifted in and out of sleep. "Has something happened?"
She scowled. "I just told you, Aegon! Come on..." She suddenly had an idea.
"I do feel the heat. If only I could get this dress off." She watched as he nodded and responded with a groan, then her words registered. He quickly sat up and smirked. He stood, holding the sheet across his waist.
But as he reached to take the dress off, she stepped away. "And now you are awake. Spectacular. Put some clothes on and let's go, shall we?"
He looked crestfallen, then nodded, obviously pouting. She rolled her eyes and kissed him on the cheek before she walked out of the room.
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Jacerys and Lucerys wandered about the training yard, speaking amongst themselves, until they heard a loud noise. They went to where a circle of people crowded around two, and Jace grinned.
Because there was Valryia Velaryon and Aemond Targaryen.
Valyria wore black riding leathers as she swung her flail at Aemond's shield, and it was cast away. Aemond twisted out of the way, and the two boys saw his eye patch. Jace sent Luke a look, whose eyes went downcast momentarily.
Valyria swung time after time at Aemond, but he kept evading her.
"Good, good. Don't be afraid! Go for blood!" Valyria grunted as she swung again, but as she straightened, Aemond's sword was to her neck.
The crowd clapped, and Valyria dropped her weapon to do the same.
"Well done, my Prince You'll be winning tourneys in no time," Ser Criston congratulated Aemond, who just gave Valyria a set expression that she had deemed his smile when people were near them.
Valyria nodded. "Well done, Aemond." There were collective gasps at her using his given name, and even more so whispers when she curtseyed.
"I don't give a shit about tourneys," Aemond said, and dropped his sword, "Nephews, have you come to train?" Valyria turned around and saw her little brothers.
