in which rhaelle targaryen finds solace in a certain dark haired prince in order to escape her estranged family- and her own mind.
act i.
fem!oc x jacaerys velaryon
act ii.
fem!oc x jacaerys velaryon x baela targaryen
started: august 11, 2024
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Later that night, both sides of the family were supposed to attend the feast together. If Rhaelle were being honest, she would've preferred not to go. She didn't want to sit around people who held tension and animosity between them.
But, she was forced to go by her mother.
So, now Rhaelle sat, between Aemond and Helaena while the two sides conversed among themselves. Aegon and Aemond stood by Rhaelle, while Helaena reached over the table to show their grandfather another one of her bugs. But, Rhaelle looked across the table at her nephews and their betrothed.
Now, Rhaelle wasn't jealous of them. She was more saddened that she couldn't be over there talking with them, instead of sitting like a statue while her mother watched her like a hawk, like she always did.
But, they were all forced to sit down when the guard brought in the King's chair. They all stood. When they, placed Viserys down onto the floor, they all looked towards him.
"How good it is... to see you all tonight... together." He breathed heavily as he looked over his family.
Alicent leaned closer to him. "Prayer before we begin?"
"Yes." He answered.
Alicent began her prayer, while not many shut their eyes. "May the Mother smile down on this gathering with love. May the Smith mend the bonds that have been broken for far too long. And to Vaemond Velaryon, may the gods give him rest."
Rhaelle saw Daemon hold back a laugh.
"This is an occasion for celebration, it seems." The King looked upon his grandsons, and their betrothed. "My grandsons, Jace and Luke, will marry their cousins, Baela and Rhaena, further strengthening the bond between our houses. A toast to the young Princes... and their betrothed."
Rhaelle looked down at the table while mostly everyone raised their cups.
"Hear, hear!" Daemon smiled proudly at his daughters.
Rhaelle could see that Aegon leaned closer to Jacaerys and whispered something that seemed to bother both Jace and Baela before their father spoke again.
"Let us toast as well Prince Lucerys... the future Lord of the Tides." The King raised his cup while looking at his grandson.
This time, Rhaelle raised her cup.
"Hear, hear!"
"You'll be great." Rhaena smiled softly at her betrothed.
