Rhaenyra Targaryen's trueborn daughter had finally revealed her allegiance to reclaim her birthright. she won't stop at nothing to restore her throne that was rightfully hers, no matter the cost.
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Aegon ii Targaryen x Oc
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~Training yard~ CHAPTER 4
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A week later-
Visenya sat upon the edge of the training yard, her eyes intently fixed upon the pages of the ancient tome resting in her lap. The tale of Old Valyria unfolded before her, its rich history and powerful magics captivating her mind. Yet, despite her engrossment, her thoughts kept drifting back to the moment she shared with Aegon.
The memory of their encounter persisted, a lingering presence that haunted Visenya's thoughts, refusing to be shaken no matter how intently she tried to concentrate on the text in front of her. Her gaze wandered, repeatedly drifting towards the training session unfolding below. Aegon, Jace, Luke, and Aemond were immersed in intense practice, their swords clashing as they refined their combat skills under the watchful eyes of Sir Harwin and Ser Criston.
The air was alive with the clash of steel, the grunts of exertion, and the sharp commands of the instructors. Every critique and word of guidance pushed the young princes to excel, demanding improvement with each passing moment. Visenya's attention returned to Aegon, and her heart skipped a beat as she watched him move with fluid precision. His eyes narrowed in focus, his muscles flexing with each strike, captivating her with his raw charisma. As she observed him, a flutter rose in her chest, her fascination with him growing with every passing moment.
As she envisioned herself beside Aegon, Visenya imagined the two of them reigning together, their partnership fortified by respect. Her thoughts drifted to the possibility of marriage, and she felt a shiver of excitement at the prospect of becoming Aegon's queen.
In her mind's eye, she saw the majestic ceremony, the solemn exchange of vows, and the promise of a lifelong union, with Aegon by her side as her king consort and her love.Visenya's heart overflowed with love as she envisioned a future with Aegon, one where their union would bring joy and prosperity to their kingdom.
The training session raged on, filling the air with the cacophony of clashing steel, sweat, and damp earth. Yet, Visenya's gaze irresistibly returned to Aegon, her heart skipping a beat as she recalled the tender moment he'd whispered, "I love you." The memory sent a shiver through her chest, and a delicate blush warmed her cheeks. Entranced, she watched him train with unyielding focus, his movements a testament to his unbridled passion.
Visenya's gaze lingered on Aegon, but was soon diverted when Aemond disarmed Jace with a swift and forceful strike, sending the wooden sword flying across the yard. She noticed the way his movements seemed to be fueled by a hatred, his actions sharp and aggressive. As he turned to face Aegon, Visenya saw Aemond's eyes flash with a fierce look, his jaw clenched in a tight line.
