"i will give you war"
when a devil falls in love, it is most hauntingly beautiful thing ever. And you should be terrified, for he will go to the depths of hell for her.
"i serve my princess. no one else"
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𝗗𝗮𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻�...
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"N-nice to meet you" she stuttered and smiled at them, specifically Robb.
He had dark brown tousled hair, penetrating blue eyes which would be his very distinctive feature, his face is slightly masculine, with prominent features like an angular sled and well-shaped cheekbones, almost a head taller than Visenya, a slim but muscular figure.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Princess" Robb took two steps towards her but immediately Ser Dalton took them too. After this, Robb stopped and just smiled at her.
Finally, Visenya came to her senses and sat back in her chair, her cheeks burning. She began to feel embarrassed. Wasn't it a little embarrassing? What got her? He was probably the first guy to whom she reacted in this way in her life.
"Visenya, is everything alright?" Aries spoke in a soft tone, her voice full of concern. It was clear that she noticed the princess's embarrassment. She noticed how she reacted to Robb.
Quickly picking herself up, Visenya forced a smile and said, "Yes. I'm just a bit tired from the journey, that's all" after that she took a drink of the wine she had poured in her glass.
Robb watched her closely from his chair. The smile he gave her was sincere, but perhaps also a little curious. As if he wanted to find out what was hidden behind her mask. But Visenya had already put on her usual face again. She looked up at him, and this time, though his presence still unsettled her, she was able to meet his gaze with more confidence.
He noticed how she reacted to him. And he couldn't deny her beauty either. It was true what was said about the Targaryens, their beauty is not equal to all the women of the North.
"If you would like to rest Princess, we won't keep you here by force" Rickon offered, his voice soft but firm. He heard Visenya talking about her tiredness.
Visenya smiled softly at Rickon and nodded. "Thank you for your consideration. Maybe I really need to rest for a while." she confessed but did not want to leave.
Her voice was calm and composed, but embarrassment still lingered inside her. With every look Robb gave her, she felt her heart beat a little faster. What she had experienced a while ago was a completely new experience for her.
If you don't count Daemon, who was her weakness since always.
Finally, Visenya stood up "I'm going to take a walk, see your castle" she said to Rickon who immediately stood up from the table, bowed to her gently, and she, along with Ser Dalton and several other knights, left to explore the corridors of Winterfell.
Robb remained seated, looking after Visenya who had just left the room. His expression was thoughtful, as if he was trying to understand what was going on in her mind. It was unusual for someone as proud how he think she is, as Visenya Targaryen to show a hint of vulnerability.
