ETHEREAL | ❝How horrible to be born to such a self-destructive world, always underestimating the power of a Targaryen woman.❞
⤷ In which Daenys Targaryen was born to suffer the curse of the House Targaryen, a curse that her very own name sake had to...
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✧✦ PART ONE ✦✧
⤷ TEN; the hard truth ⤶
PROVEN TO BE A RATHER HEADACHE Ser James had brashly woken me before the sun had risen. After slacking in my training for a week or so he decided that the best time would be right after a drunken night. Lucky me.
After hours of being thrown against the dirty ground, I was beginning to tire. Swiping my leg out recklessly and to my luck, James plowed into the ground harshly.
"James." He stared at me in annoyance. "May we ready ourselves for the day and break our fast... I feel if I train any longer I may keel over." I said with a gasping breath as I locked eyes with his.
"Fine but one more go and on the morrow we train again." Nodding my head before allowing his hand to lift me from the floor.
Taking stance protectively, watching for any falters. Of course the ever so perfect knight I couldn't find any but ever the perfect princess, he could only find what I needed to him to see. Feigning a sore left leg watching as he took the bait.
Waiting as he swung his sword towards my leg only for me to dodge, punching him in the throat unluckily receiving a harsh swing to the lip. Feeling as the blood slowly dripped from my lip, we began swinging at each other skilfully.
Managing to get a hold on one another, his sword hovered against my side. Smirking down at me "It seems I have bested you princess." Laughing at his pride. "Have you?"
He looks down to see my sword pointed at his rather delicate area, looking at me in the eyes with pride. "Very well princess I applaud you." Smiling at one another as we shook each others hands.
A figure behind him catches my attention. Twas the Lady Alicent. "Alicent. A good morn have you?" Watching as her face turned red as I gave her a small smile.
"Princess lovely to see you." bowing her head politely to me. "Care to join me in my bed chambers. I'm sure Nyra is still in my chambers." She nodded her head with a grin.
"I would lock arms with you but you are rather... dirty." Laughing at her shyness ignoring the stares of the servants on us. "need not to worry Ali, I wouldn't want to ruin your beautiful gown."
It would have been an amusing site to see us together. Alicent looking like the princess and I looking like a stable boy, mud and blood all over my body. Ser James behind me just as disgusting. "How are you, Princess?"
