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 TWO; the princess and the savage bastard⤶
DISBELIEF SWEPT THROUGH THE ENTIRE REALM when the quick news of the Princess Daenys' secret marriage ceremony, and to a bastard of all people. Outraged that the king could allow such ludicrous behaviour, after all he denied many lords with high ranking to marry her. So why this bastard.
After all, what was different about this bastard of a man. Sure he held an extraordinary structure, was awfully handsome, and looked every part of a royal but he was still an unloved child. Surely the princess knew it could tarnish her image.
Though all that knew her knew that she could care less of what people thought of her.
As she strolled through the red keep, husband to her side, she felt the stares of people. How their unwanted judgement pierced through her skull. Both wearing traditional dothraki attire with the princesses royal twist to it. Her gown per se was brown with gold and blue detailing, not dissimilar to her previous gown the night before but Arturus... well his was rather eye catching.
His broad and muscular figure fully visible through the thin material that stuck to him like a second skin, with the same attributes that complemented his wife. The pair looked regal even in what many deemed servant attire.
"How long do you wish to stay in court, my love?" Arturus questioned as he walked hand in hand with his wife as they walked down the long corridor.
"I am not entirely sure, my love." Her voice light as a feather, her head tilting to meet his eyes. "I have yet to see Aegon. I have yet to speak to my sister and James properly."
As they continue their stroll, they pass the gardens where the royal family seemed to break their fast with the Velaryon family. Viserys looks up to see his daughter chatting to her husband quietly, a content smile on her face.
"My daughter, we were wondering when you would show face." Viserys barely spoke before Aegon was on his feet. Squealing at the sight of his sister as he ran towards her.
"DANY!" He exclaimed, his smile bright and youthful making the newly wed awe involuntarily. Dropping to the floor just in time to catch the prince, giggling at his tight hug.
"Oh Egg how I've missed your hugs." She said swinging him in a circle making his laughing loudly drawing the attention of all. Kissing her cheek gently as she rubbed his back lovingly.
Pulling away from the hug when he noticed the buff man next to her. Frowning at him before whispering to his sister in High Valyrian "Who owns him?" Chuckling at his question before finally introducing him.
