The rogue prince

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Few months later "I can finally breathe" Rhaynna said walking the halls patting her stomach relieved, Rhaynna's statement drew a concerned look from her sister "What do you mean...?" Rhaenyra asked, her brow furrowing in worry. "I wanted to fit for some new dresses and it seems lord Hightower requested I change my entire wardrobe, I've been visited all day by dress makers, shoemakers and jewelers. I'm tired" She said letting out a tired sigh.

Rhaenyra laughed softly, understanding her sister's frustration now. She reached out and patted Rhaynna's arm "Change your wardrobe, huh? I had a feeling Hightower was going to be persistent about this." "Yea, anyways how are things with the small council meetings? I overheard you suggested we send dragon riders to the Triarchy forces as intimidation" Rhaynna said sitting on a window sill patting the spot beside her Rhaenyra shrugged, taking a seat beside her.

"The council meetings are as dull as ever," she said. "But the idea you overheard was mine, yes. I thought it might send a strong message to the Triarchy if they saw a line of fire and fury on dragonback" Rhaenyra said "What was father's response?" Rhaynna asked as her sister's expression hardened slightly "Father... he wasn't overly pleased," she admitted. "He worries about the cost and potential risks of involving the dragons in a potential war. He would much prefer a diplomatic approach first." Her sister said "are you angry?" Rhaynna asked as Rhaenyra let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through her hair. "Yes, I am annoyed," she conceded. "I understand Father's concerns, but sometimes I feel like he's too cautious, too hesitant to act. War is coming, I can feel it, and we need to be prepared."

"Oh honey, if he isn't cautious many people who have nothing to do with the battle will lose their lives, you have to understand fathers point of view" Rhaynna said placing her hand on over her sisters Rhaenyra looked at her sister, her eyes filled with a mixture of frustration and understanding "I know," she admitted quietly. "I know Father just wants to protect everyone and avoid innocent casualties. But it's hard, feeling like we're just sitting here waiting for the enemy to approach. We have the dragons...we should use them" "...I will include your worries in my daily prayers" Rhaynna said causing Rhaenyrato smile softly at her words.

"Thank you," she said, touched by her sister's thoughtfulness. "I appreciate it. Perhaps the gods will hear your prayers and guide our father to a decision that will benefit us all." "And I pray they will give you the heart to be patient and understanding" Rhaynna giggled Rhaenyra chuckled at her sister's comment. She knew that patience and understanding were not exactly her strong suits, but she understood the sentiment.

"You know me too well," she said wryly. "I'll try to be patient and understanding, even though it's not easy for me." "Talk to father, I'm sure he wants to talk to you too" Rhaynna suggested getting up leaving her sister to her thoughts.

Some days later. "mhmhm~" Rhaynna hummed placing some perfectly picked flowers into a basket, Rhaenyra sat under a tree, watching her sister as she hummed to herself and picked flowers. She arched an eyebrow in curiosity at the scene "What are you up to, sister?" she asked, a hint of teasing in her voice. "My flowers have bloomed beautifully" Rhaynna said Rhaenyra turned around to see Quentyn watching from a distance. She gave him a small wave before turning back to Rhaynna, a hint of amusement in her eyes.

"I see," she said, a smirk on her face. "And you're collecting these beautiful blooms for...?" She asked "For my bath and perfume" She said smelling a tulip Rhaenyra chuckled at her sister's answer "You and your love for fragrant things," she teased. "You always smell like a garden, even without the flowers." Rhaenyra's eyes then flicked back to Quentyn, who was still watching them from a distance. She couldn't help but tease Rhaynna just a bit more "And does all this flower-picking have anything to do with a certain prince who seems to be following us around?".

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