A house of the dragon story. This story focuses on The only daughter of Daemon Targaryen and Laena Velaryon. Follow her on her journey to reach the iron throne. What will she have to give to get what was taken from her? How will her love interfere w...
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The vows were exchanged and the celebration commenced. I leaned onto Jace as we headed towards the celebration hall where music began announcing our arrival. "Cheers to the future King and Queen!" My stepmother screamed for all as we came forth to the center of the hall as all sat down waiting for the first dance to start.
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"Don't worry. I have you," Jace held onto me tighter as I was afraid my legs would give out from beneath me. I was still in pain with my back crafting up and my legs falling asleep yet I thought this would be the last time I would have to stand before taking a seat for the rest of the night. We waited there as the song written for us was played while the others silenced waiting for the show.
The song began and I did my best to keep up as we did a traditional dance taking step by step with my head up. We danced to the melody of the violins and to the voice of the singer just at the end of the hall. It was as if the whole world was spinning and as his hands held onto my waist I shivered so nervous and overcome with emotions. How could I have done this... I knew that it was all part of the plan and that I was still furious. Yet... How could I have made this decision to ever be this close to a man that hated me.
The dance ended with him bringing me closer to about to bring me closer for a kiss as I first turned over my shoulder to find my loved ones as spectators to what was going on. He understood I was in no rush to get physical with him and he understood raising me in his arms as he carried me in his arms raising my legs into his other arm and guiding us towards our wedding table. "My prince I can..."
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