Darling, My Love. Please?

Chapter 15.

I rolled my eyes, looking at my mother, who didn't give a fuck about me, and a grandfather, who was obsessed with power and my brother, I didn't have much to say about him, but he was the favorite after all.

" Aegon, we think it's best if she goes home." My mother slowly spoke. I rolled my eyes, smiling.

" Yeah, I think not." I just smiled slowly. It was her time to roll her eyes.

" Aegon, you can't have her, you are married, why don't you go back to your drinks and whores." Aemond spat. I grinned, I struck a nerve.

" Or brother you can have our sister and I'll take sweet Visenya. But she's not going anywhere and if she does, I go with her, the choice is yours."

I felt the sting of her hand, my eyes sight. As much as I get hit, I never am use to the feeling. I just stood up, walking to the door away from them, not turning around. I just wanted her. I wanted to see her.

It was a warm day, I knew she would be outside, and she was, lying in the gardens on her stomach, reading. I smiled, the stress, even the slap, that I'm sure made my face red. I felt nothing, staring at beauty, ahead of me.

I walked toward her, she smiled, until she saw my face, rushing to stand up, tripping over her dress. The only person that actually cared about me.

" what happened?" Her sweet voice sadly said, touching my cheek.

I grabbed her hand, holding it to my cheek and closed my eyes. " It's nothing."

" It's about me, isn't it?" She whispered.

I shook my head, I couldn't let her know. Not her. I couldn't hurt her. Although deep down I would sooner or later. We are all messed up. But I wouldn't let her go. It was selfish.

She walked past me. " Where are you going?" I turned fast, trying to catch up to her.

" I am going to handle this." She hissed out. I froze. Fear ran through me. Until I rushed in front of her.

" You don't have to. It's alright, I'm use to it."

She laughed, her eyes darken. " You shouldn't have to be used to it. I will handle it."

" What has gotten into you?"

She spun to look at me. " No one is going to touch you anymore."

• She's the fire •

• He will burn for her. •

• They will melt together. •

• Burning Together, Dancing In the Flames•

I didn't stop her, I just followed. She came face to face with the door. She opened it, without knocking. My mother and grandmother looked at us.

" Visenya, Aegon " She spoke.

Visenya lifted her hand, in a silent manner, smiling, I looked to the ground. " If you have a problem with me, speak to me, not him. You have a problem with us, you speak to both of us."

Mother went to speak again, until she cut her off. " The next time you raise your hand to him, you will not have hands."

They were both speechless, looking at her. I was speechless looking at her. She was no longer shy or afraid to speak. " Are you threatening your queen?" My grandfather asked. Visenya laughed. Like it was the funniest joke she heard.

" No, I'm speaking to her as a grandmother. That's what she is, isn't it? She hissed out. Until she turned to look at me, walking toward me, grabbing my hand. She pulled me out of the door and I let her.

I felt my body go hot. She stood up for me. I wanted her, I wanted to feel her lips against mine. I needed her. She walked fast, she still had my hand, I just watched her as she pulled me, until I pushed her into a closet.

" Aegon."

" Shhhh."

I held her hands above her head with one hand and pulled her closer to me with the other. My lips were on hers in a matter of seconds. She moaned.

I could feel every piece of clothing on me, getting tighter. We weren't suppose to be together but it felt so right.

I pulled away, my head resting against hers. " If we don't stop, your first time will be in a closer, I don't think you'd appreciate that."

She laughed, how I loved her laugh. I let her go and we both walked out of the closet, laughing and pushing each other.

Until we heard a cough. We both looked up, and it was Cole standing there. " Princess, your family is here." He was gone. He hated my older sister. I didn't really understand why.

We both looked at each other. She just stood there, deep in thought. " Are you alright?"

" Yes, I am."

" We will get through this."

" Together?"

" Together, until the end of time."

" The end of us."

" Same thing because I will not live without you."

" Aegon."

" I won't."

" Neither will I. "

Together they went, hand and hand.

The Gods kept flipping the coin. Over and over. Some say because she was sane and mad. But the Gods knew, whoever died first, the other one would surly follow after.

The strings that bind them, were to strong.