Chapter Twenty

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Mother and Elina helped me this morning. Elina did my hair in a traditional Targaryen wedding style, and my long white hair braided in multiple different sections before she pinned it all together. Mother tightened my corset as I held onto the bedframe, taking in a deep breath as she tied the laces up.

We all turned to the door as it opened, the dress maker. Mrs. Lawrence walked in with a big grin on her face. " Who is ready to see the youngest princess marry?" She smiled, placing down the box that held my dress. Mother opened the box and smiled as she took the beautiful gown out of the box and turned to me. I held onto Mother as Elina and Mrs. Lawrence helped me step into the dress and buttoned me up.

The white gown had a small train for some flair, and the dress showed my figure perfectly. The corset and sleeves were made of lace, gold trimming around the skirt and neckline of my dress. The dress showed off my shoulders and collar bones. I turned to look at myself in the mirror, staring at myself in awe. " You look beautiful, princess.". Mrs. Lawrence smiled, holding her hands together as Elina fixed my dress. " We just need the finishing touches," Mother smiled as she opened up a jewellery box she had brought with her.

I looked at Mother confused before she showed me what was inside. " These are the Royal jewels. The princess wear them on their wedding day.". " Heleana didn't wear these.". I spoke up. " Heleana doesn't like wearing jewellery. It makes her uncomfortably. However, as you will be queen after Rhaenyra, I thought it was only right that we dress you like the queen you will one day be.".

Mother placed the golden necklace around my neck, a few golden rings on my fingers before taking out a small crown like headpiece. " I can't wear a crown, I'm not the King.". " Your father picked this out himself.". The small crown was golden and made of glass like jewels. Mother placed the small crown on my head and smiled at me. " You're ready.". I took in a nervous breath as Elina helped me step into my white heel shoes.

" Don't be nervous, Visenya, we have gone through how the night will start. You will sit beside me and your father as they announce each house. The last house they will announce will be Rhaenyra and her family. Then you will join Jacaerys on the floor for your first dance in front of everyone while Rhaenyra and her family join us at the head table.". " I know, I'm just nervous. This is my wedding day, and I never thought this day would ever come.". " You will be perfect, Visenya. I have all the guards tripled today. Ser Criston will be watching your brothers while Ser Harrold will be keeping his eye on you.".

Mother walked me to the throne room where the wedding would be taking place. Of course, we were meant to be the first ones there. I held my mothers arm as she brought me inside the room. All the servants bowing to us as mother walked us inside. Father sat in this throne like chair at the head of the table. My sister, grandfather, and brothers sat next to him as they waited for the wedding to start. Father was the first to notice me come in and smiled.

" My dear Visenya, you take my breath away.". Everyone turned their attention to me, Heleana smiled as did grandfather. Aegon and Aemond stared at me with wide eyes, their eyes never leaving me as Mother walked me to the head table to sit beside Father. Grandfather greeted me first, " Visenya, look at you." he smiled, kissing my cheek. " You have grown into such a beautiful young woman. I am so very proud of you.". " Thank you, grandfather.". I smiled.

Heleana held my hands and smiled. " Beauty, you are true. The true queen. Spool of red intertwined in black and green.". I kissed Heleana's cheeks in thanks before I uncomfortablely moved on to my brothers. " Visenya, you are gorgeous." Aegon smiled." I never thought I'd ever see a bride was beautiful.". I sighed, annoyed how he could say something when Heleana, his wife, was right beside him. " Thank you, Aegon."  He kissed my cheeks before I stopped in front of Aemond.

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