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 TWO ✧✦
⤷ TWENTY; a bloody union⤶
AS IF A FRESH BREATH OF AIR HIT HER, Rhaenyra couldn't help but stare in silent awe. Her sister was here, at her wedding. Not even realising that there was another attached to her sister as her eyes stayed locked onto Dany's figure.
With a smile similar to her sisters, Dany clutched her husbands hand fighting before urging him to follow her down the small steps. All stood at the sight of their princess, before bowing to her as she came to a stop in front of her family. Dressed beautifully in a blue gown with gold accents, her husband in a similar attire. No doubt dressed as to honour her mothers memory.
Confused and judgmental stares were placed upon the two newly weds as they bowed to her father who stood still, too shocked at her presence. After all, he thought she wouldn't return for years to come.
A warm expression overtook the princesses features "Father." Dany greeted her father who in returned sent stuttered out words in return. "Dany...I..."
As King Viserys finally took the time to looked over the pair, he noticed the almost identical wounds on their lips. His heart shaking as he watched his daughter stare lovingly to this stranger.
Unable to help herself, Rhaenyra rushed towards her sister. Smiling gleefully as she clutched the ends of her skirt. "Sister." a whispered reply came from Rhaenyra as she pulled Dany into a bone crushing hug. "I have missed you sister."
"and I you, little sister." She responded patting Rhaenyra's back softly, before pulling away to see her sisters happy tears. "Cry no more, it is your wedding day sister."
For a split moment, Rhaenyra's gaze locked onto the large male that held her sisters hand. As she was urged to her seat, she finally assessed what was in front of her though she could not speak freely with such an audience.
"It is quite the surprise to have you in court, My daughter." Viserys began in a kind tone. "I speak for everyone when I say your presence has lifted the spirits today." Instant murmurs of agreement echoed the hall.
"Father, it is a great honour to introduce Ser Arturus Sand." Dany gestured to her love with a proud smile as he bowed respectfully to his King.
"A great honour indeed, Your Grace." His voice was smooth and humble, full of respect for his wife's father. Though the court who heart his parentage began murmuring with great disgust, A Bastard.
