Winter's Delight || A. Targaryen

|˚ a girl facing her fears

" at the end of the day, my happiness lies within you "

"Look there! It looks like a little rabbit!" the young stark girl stated as she pointed to the rabbit shaped cloud. the betrothed couple had been laying beneath the godswood for almost an hour, pointing out the clouds that resembled animals, dragons, and even items.

aelia stark had her head laid on the stomach of her direwolf as aemond targaryen laid next to her, her legs over his as she was afraid of getting sticks or splinters that could place an injury on her smaller legs. it took them half an hour to finish their own tarts, whilst daenys had fallen asleep while nibbling on the bone aemond had gotten for the wolf.

the area was calm, and the two could appropriately act their ages around each other, almost as if they didn't have the dutys the were born into.

aemond chuckled and shook his head, "No, that's clearly a hound." he contested, "See the ears? They look like the ones we have in the kennels." his voice was low as he leaned closer to her, his arm stretched out as he pointed to the cloud.

"Nonsense. It has a smaller face and even a bushy little tail." she proclaimed, she too moved closer to her as her hand gently grabbed aemonds ans began to trace the cloud with his extended finger, pointing to the 'bushy little tail' that she had mentioned.

the prince chuckled, despite feeling the same odd sensation aelia felt just hours ago, he felt his heart beat a bit faster. "Bushy little tail," she traced the tail with his finger and then the smaller face, "Smaller face. Just admit I'm right." she chuckled as she looked at him.

aemond was already looking at her, his face unreadable to her as her eyes locked on his. her hand still held onto his as she realized their closeness, it could be seen as something else if someone were to walk into the godswood.

the girls face began to heat up from fear, or so she thought. however fear wouldn't have her heart beating the way it was. she felt anxious, but not in any danger. she could hear the sound of the wind blowing through the tree, as well as the sounds of their matched breathing. it was slightly heavy yet also calming.

both of their eyes refused to leave the others, almost as if their staring was a contest. if one were to look away, it would show that they are 'weak', that their nervousness was evident. both aemond and aelia were confused with the feelings they felt within themselves, and it made both of them feel vulnerable, something they were have never been privy to.