Nerissa Velaryon.
Siren of Driftmark
A septa
The reluctant bride
The Viper Queen
A girl fashioned from water and fire; One that shines the brightest.
❝ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴀɢᴇ ꜱᴏ
ᴜɢʟʏ. ᴀɴᴅ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ɪᴛ ᴍɪɴᴇ, ꜱ...
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𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐍𝐘𝐑𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓 if the corset was pulled any tighter.
She had already thrown up twice that morning, nervousness tossing her stomach. The jewels that hung around her neck were constraining, albeit gorgeous.
The assurance that her father chose her as heir made her feel secure. Lords of the realm would have no choice but to bend the knee.
"You look rather greensick," Nerissa said when she entered the room. Rhaenyra smiled in relief. Her cousin was dressed richly, as was typical of her. Nerissa wore the colors of her house, decorated with fine pearls in the hemming.
One could mistake her for a princess.
"I expected you here hours ago," Rhaenyra said. Nerissa shrugged in response, plopping down onto the velvet couch.
"I took Sōnnax flying," Nerissa said. Rhaenyra frowned, turning back to face the mirror.
"And you thought not to invite me?" Rhaenyra said. Nerissa eyed down the maid, beginning to arrange Rhaenyra's hair.
"I shall do it," Nerissa announced, dismissing the maids. Her slender fingers combed through her cousin's silver blonde locs. Oddly enough, Nerissa never envied the hair color as she maintained her own black hair with the valyrian purple eyes made her enthralling.
Nerissa made quick work of Rhaenyra's hair, securing it into a braided crown.
"I am sure my handmaid could have done this much," Rhaenyra said.
"Yes, but my work is perfect." Nerissa retorted.
From the pocket of her breasts, Nerissa pulled out the ruby necklace, sliding it around Rhaenyra's neck.
"This is...beautiful Neri." Rhaenyra gasped out. The gems glittered on her pale skin.
"I know it," Nerissa said smugly. Rhaenyra turned to face her cousin, as the hour of her crowning drew closer.
