Violet Pov:
"Violet you let me up this instant! Gods you really are mad", Jacaerys shouts, fear in his eyes. This situation was my favorite of the day, me deciding if the heir to the iron throne lives or dies. My hand being the only thing between life or death for this bastard.
"Aha so you're just like everyone else! You think I'm mad, why would any sane person wish to marry a mad girl hm"? Jacaerys doesn't answer, and I loosen my grip on his hand, causing him to squeal like a babe. "I don't know, maybe I'm not...sane", he tries, but I can tell he doesn't believe it. I wasn't really sure what I wanted or was expecting from this situation, just that I was still in shock that this boy had come to visit me. No one ever came to visit me when I was on punishment, it wasn't allowed. Which meant Jacaerys had really taken a risk to come see me. And for what? "Not good enough", I shoot back, loosening my grip some more, making him quickly grab my forearm with his other hand desperately.
"Or maybe it's because you're not mad at all. Maybe you're just misunderstood. But I'm willing to try and understand you, the way your mind works, even now it's amazing. Cruel but amazing, genuinely how are you so quick witted to think of doing this to me? Damnit Violet let me up please"! I don't give myself much time to consider his words. But nonetheless I heave him inside, as I wasn't sure how much longer I could hold him.
We both ended up on the floor side by side looking at each other. It was obvious he was furious, but he was also something else, something else I couldn't quite place and I hated that. "You could've killed me, let me plummet to my death", he said wiping what was probably a tear away. I shrug my shoulders, "you should thank the gods you caught me in a good mood". For whatever reason, he grins revealing dimples that made me want to roll my eyes. "Was that an attempt at a joke? Or worse, is this actually your version of a good mood"?
I feel my face grow hot under his quizzical gaze, "it's neither Jacaerys". He nudges me with his head, his dark curls soft on my skin. "It's neither Jacaerys", he repeats my words back to me. I smack him on the head and shove him away, "do you really think mocking me is going to make me want to marry you", I ask with an arched eyebrow. Another sly grin from Jacaerys, "I was kind of relying on my charm for that milady". I scoff "what charm"?
Just then, the door swings open, and we both scrambled up as if we had been caught doing something we shouldn't have.
"Ever heard of knocking"? "Ser Julian"! Jacaerys and I's sentences overlapping one another's. "Well well well, looks like my shift started just in time", Julian noted crossing his arms over his chest. I didn't know why, but I felt like disappearing. Julian looked from me to Jacerys, and Jacerys looksd from Julian to me. "Violet, you know you're not allowed any visitors when you're on punishment. So Says your father", Julian noted, walking closer to me. But he was quickly intercepted by Jacaerys, the hilt of his sword in hand.
"She can to if the visitor is me. So says the prince and her betrothed", Jace stated nearly in Julian's face. I was astonished what the actual hell was going on? The tension in the room was palpable, which didn't even make sense. I nervously chewed on my bottom lip, the familiar copper taste of blood filling my mouth. "And what will her father think of this when I tell him of this little...situation", Julian challenged stepping closer. Jacaerys chuckled dryly, "Gods Julian, I never took you for a tattle tale, little old for that don't you think"? Julian looked over at me, "not when it comes to Violet, and especially not when it comes to her...virtue".
"Julian", I yell suddenly stepping in between the two. "What are you implying"? Julian shakes his head and puts his hands on my shoulders, "nothing Violet, I'm simply protecting what's mi-what's so precious. And after what I just seen one can only assume this...prince-"
"How dare you! I'd never, and for you to even imply such a thing, is a vile accusation. Treason even, I could have your head on a spike", Jace hissed. I'd never heard him so angry, even after everything I'd done to him. "I'm willing to take my chances my prince. You have no power here", Julian shoots back. "How about you take that chance with me right now", Jacaerys says and I heard him unsheathe his sword. Julian moves me out of the way not so gently. "Gladly", replied Julian and draws his sword.
I couldn't take it anymore, it was all too much and I had a lot of things to sort out. It seemed Julian and Jacaerys were fighting over me, which just didn't make any sense. I let out a blood curdleing scream, causing them both to look over to me. "Julian shame on you for questioning my virtue if you weren't my friend I'd have Morningstar burn you to ashes. And Jacaerys...go back to The Heavans, or go home if you're grown weary of all this chaos".
Jace's eyes find mine, "not even close milady. I will see you tomorrow, and I mean that", he tells me squeezing my hand.
.~.~.~.~.~.~Another chapter yayyy. This one kind of sucked. But you gotta admit Jiolet is getting cuter and cuter! Vote and comment plz I love talking to you guys!
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