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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The girl was at a loss with what to do. Her friend Julian had been carried away, groaning to the infirmary, and Jacaerys stormed off into the night. It seemed the whole fiasco earlier had been forgotten by everyone else but her. As her people had found something else to entertain them(that being Cressida dancing provocatively now completely naked).
Though Violet was used to being around naked people, the sight still made her lose her appetite. Which was sad, considering the fact Jace's pasteries were probably the best she'd ever had, not that she would tell him that of course. "You should just go after him sister. No one will judge you if you do", Vaximus mused, finally growing tired of his daughter's moping.
"Go after who", she mumbled, playing with her dagger absentmindedly. Vaximus scoffed, and Violet knew without looking, that her father had rolled his eyes. "You know exactly who Violet", he replied then went back to gazing at Cressida. The ruby eyed girl took another drink of her wine and drummed her fingers, growing even more bored. "Why so glum? Julian will be alright you know, his ego though...time will tell", Vaylen joked from behind the girl, sitting where Jace had been. Violet didn't reply, she really didn't have much to say. She considered retiring to her quarters even though it was still quite early for that. But whenever she got bored, sleepiness soon followed.
Vaylen poked his sisters cheek, "oh I see, you're not glum about Julian. You're glum about-" "Don't even Vaylen", Violet interrupted, bringing her dagger to her brother's throat. Vaylen snickered, "gods Violet just go after the bastard, you can't help it if you're in love", he cooed. Violet's face grew hot with anger, as she truly considered slitting her brother's throat. But she couldn't, you're lucky I love you, she thought moodily.
Violet was tired of moping or at least tired of moping in front of Vaylen. "You know what, I will go after him, if it means I get to be away from you", she snapped, flicking Vaylen in the ear as she passed him.
Violet Pov:
"Ao're nykeedrosa kesir", I call out, the High Valyrian words feeling foreign on my tongue. I never spoke the language much, and I didn't really know why I was doing it now. It didn't take long for me to track Jace down, following his obnoxious, sloppy footsteps was easy. Jace who had found a rock to sit on looked over at me. The wind blowing his curls in his face, and his scent my way. He smelled of sweat, soap and somehow like raspberries probably from last nights baking which was...cute to me. "Daor syt bosa", he replies simply, taking a sip of the wine. He was swaying slightly and I could tell he was on his way to being drunk.
I purse my lips, fiddling with the pearls on my skirt. "Oh so you are leaving? Finally had enough of this place", I say in English. Jacaerys didn't look at me, only took another gulp of his wine. "Yes actually I have", he finally replied. "This place...I don't know how you stomach it Violet. These people-"
"These people are my blood, they're all I've never known", I interrupted, stepping into his line of sight. Jace shook his head, "that doesn't mean you have to stay here. Violet you're not like them, you're not a...a savage not really anyway, I've seen it". I scoff and try my best to remain calm, I knew this was probably just the wine talking. "You haven't seen anything Jace, you're blind and drunk to", I add. Suddenly he stands up, getting in my face, he's unsteady on his feet, he dared to get even closer to me. Though if it was due to the wine or his audacity remained unknown.
"Come with me. Let us leave right now Violet, I know you hate me now and I'm only just warming up to your...antics. But with time, we can be happy together I know it", he finishes, tracing my exposed collarbone with his thumb. It was so gentle, and such a strange, innocent gesture that I nearly leaned into it. Gods maybe I can't handle my wine as good as I thought. "Vestragon mirros", Jacaerys urges, his voice slow and sure, his breath tickling my ear as he leaned in to whisper into it.
"I'm going for a swim", I blurt out. And with haste, I shuck off my clothes while running, and jump off the cliff into the water below.
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Au: oooo baby Jace is getting braveee(even tho it's mostly cuz of the wine). Hope yall liked this chapter it's not my favorite. "Ao're nykeedrosa kesir"= "you're still here" Daor syt bosa"= "not for long" "Vestragon mirros"= "say something"
