I know if I'm haunting you, you must be haunting me...
In which Jacaerys Velaryon is doing everything he can to avenge his brother Luke and insure his mother's seat on the iron throne.
"Violet Smitherman. Her house is barbaric and so is she. She's...
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Jacaerys was beyond surprised, he'd never been to a feast like this. The feast he'd attended were always indoors rather than outside and he didn't think he'd ever seen the attendants of said feast be so happy. People all around him were singing and laughing. Some were drunk, some were high on an ancient Smitherman drug called Kighta, and some were just excited to be there. The stars shined brightly down on them, not a cloud in the sky. Morningstar and Vermax screeched gleefully as they played a game of Tag high above them.
"Have you seen my betrothed anywhere", the prince asked a guard, who had been wrestling in the sand with Julian. The last time he and Violet spoke was hours earlier when the girl had unfortunately witnessed him cry. The guard shook his head 'no'. "Maybe she finds you ugly, and she's run far far away", Julian said smirking. Jace narrowed his eyes, "mm a tragedy for us both it seems", he fired back, with knowing eyes. It didn't take a dreamer to know that Julian harbored feelings for the Smitherman girl. Julian didn't reply, knowing there was no point and went back to wrestling.
Jacaerys felt an intense gaze upon him as he sipped some very strong ale. "Dance with me", a voice said from beside him. He turned to see the owner of the voice was a pretty, slightly older woman, with blonde hair and blue eyes. By instinct, the boy looked around for who the woman could be talking to. "You prince, dance with me", the woman said, not leaving much room for refusal. "Uh but Violet-" The woman rolled her eyes and grabbed Jace, pulling him to his feet, "isn't here, now let's dance". ~.~.~.~.~.
Violet Pov:
"Ah Vaylen just the person I was looking for", I announced as I turned a corner into the corridor leading outside. I could hear my people celebrating loudly, and I had every intention of joining them as soon as business was taken care of. Vaylen turned slowly, flashing me a nervous smile, "well here I am in all my glory dear sister". When I didn't reply, Vaylen tried to look everywhere but at me. "You're angry", he stated swiftly before he could dodge it I punched him square in the jaw. I forced myself not to wince at the pain in my knuckles.
"Alright very angry", Vaylen noted, cracking his jaw. "You're cruel", I state crossing my arms. Vaylen shrugged, "runs in the family little sister". I grit my teeth, fighting myself not to punch Vaylen again.
"Why'd you do it Vay", I asked pointedly, giving him no room to play stupid.
"You mean why did I tell your pig headed betrothed exactly where to find you, even though I knew father would punish him for visiting you"?
Throwing my hands in the air, "yes that's exactly what I mean Vaylen"!
Vaylen shrugged his shoulders, "you're not the only one who can play tricks Violet". I purse my lips not really knowing what to say. I just knew that I was annoyed with my brother, and even more annoyed that I was...attempting to defend a bastard.
"Have you considered that Jacaerys has a dragon and could kill you or father or both"?
Vaylen rolled his eyes, "our dragon is bigger, faster, older".
"My dragon Vaylen, Morningstar is mine", I point out.
"Yes, you made sure of that didn't you sister", Vaylen challenged. The painful memories of that dreaded night threatened to invade my mind but I pushed them away.
"Mind yourself Vaylen", is all I manage to say, a lump rising in my throat. "You just...leave Jace alone, he will leave on his own time. No need to try and scare him off", I add and walk past him.
"Oh gods, I did you a favor. Seeing just how badly this...prince wishes to marry you is crucial. Look Violet, if it bothers you this much I promise not to set him up again", Vaylen calls out from behind me, he sounded genuine enough. "Hell if I knew it would bother period, I wouldn't have done it all...probably. Anyway the prince is yours to torture from now on, you have my word". Hastily I turn back to Vaylen, striding up to him, grabbing his shirt collar and yanking him down to my eye level. "Let us be clear about this situation brother, it does not bother me at all. For that to be true I would have to care about that shit for brain's well being and I do not. It's like you said, until he leaves he's mine to torture, not yours, not father's, not Julian's, mine", I say louder, loud enough for a spying Julian to hear. I had noticed his presence ages ago, he had never been one for stealth, especially with his armor he was for some reason still wearing.
Vaylen nodded, I heard Julian scurry away and with that I hurried outside, not wanting to miss anymore of the feast. Gods everyone in the place is going mad. I am in dire need of some wine.
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Au: wooo a filler character. Hope yall enjoyed. Vote and comment plzzz.
