Afternoon. The two sisters sat in the cellar in silence, farther away from each other. Alicent was making embroidery, while Charlotte was reading a book.
"I was wondering we should ride out later today. See the valleys in Kingswood." Alicent suggested with a keen smile.
Charlotte doesn't utter a word.
For the umpteenth time, the aurburn haired kept looking at her sister's direction, the brown haired simply ignored her.
Both Hightower sisters, seem distant these past moons and it bothered Alicent, despite being the youngest, she deeply loves Charlotte but the brown haired seem to not give a damn about her.
Suddenly a knock came against the wooden door nonstop.
"Come!" Alicent called softly as it creaked open.
Jeyn comes in dutifully.
"Good afternoon My Lady, my lady." she curtly bows.
"Good day, how may I help you?" Alicent questioned as Jeyn shifted her gaze to the eldest.
Charlotte didn't spare her a glance, nor did she look up from the book.
"His Grace has requested your presence Lady Charlotte." Jeyn announced.
Immediately Charlotte drops the book on her laps, a professional smile crept on her face. "The King?"
Alicent tightens her grip on the embroidery.
"Yes your presence has been requested. I am to escort you to his Grace's chambers." Jeyn added.
"Give a moment a change." Charlotte stood and went to her room, packs her hair, wore a beautiful dress, that pushed her breasts up, applied some perfume, smelled rather toxic yet feminine in an alluring way. When she comes out, Alicent admired her.
"You look beautiful sister." she says softly
Charlotte adjusts her dress with look of pride. "I know."
".... Shall we go." she tells the servant as they both exits the room, taking the stairs out of Tower of the Hand.
As soon as the door was shut, a whoosh of jealous washed over Alicent, it seemed her sister had caught the King's eye, only remains for him to announce her as his betrothed, but it won't stop her from watching him train tonight, at least that was a beautiful sight she enjoyed. Watching the King train shirtless under the moon.
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Jeyn's gaze remained straight ahead as they moved in silence through the halls, Charlotte took a breath of relief, happy the King sent for her, though from the corner of her eye, she could see Jeyn glancing at her side but she didn't care.
Charlotte even parted her mouth to speak but held her tongue as they neared the destination of the King's quarters.
Her breath shuddered, her heart beat raced, she wanted to run back, but her steps faltered, as she looked down at her dress, was it too much? Will he find her desirable? It's been two moons and his actions are often cold and warm towards her. She sighed.
"My lady...."
"You may go Jeyn, I'll go from here myself." Charlotte dismissed the maid.
Jeyn bows and walks away to the servant quarters. Charlotte takes a deep breath striding briskly with grace, down, past the guards onto the quarters of King Maegor.
Stepping into the King quarters, Charlotte carried herself like a pampered butterfly as. Ser Harrold annonces her arrival and Maegor orders him to send her in.
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To Love A King || Maegor Targaryen || ON HOLD
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