Hod x oc

King of the narrow sea pt 3

Next day

"Rhaenyra what am I hearing that you and daemon were...intimate at a tavern last night? I overheard father and otto" Rhaynna asked pulling her sister into her room Rhaenyra looked at her older sister, surprise evident in her eyes "Where did you hear that?" she asked, her voice low and guarded. She closed the door behind her, not wanting any eavesdroppers to hear their conversation. "I overheard father and otto talking when I went to deliver flowers to fathers room" she explained, Rhaenyra nodded, understanding now how her sister had heard the gossip. She let out a sigh, sitting on the bed.*

"It's true," she admitted, her voice soft but unapologetic. "I was with Daemon last night. But we didn't do anything" Rhaenyra said "Ok I believe you, last night I went to the tavern with Quentyn" Rhaynna said changing the subject brushing her hair. Rhaenyra's eyes snapped up in surprise, her attention fully redirected to her sister's words. A mixture of surprise and concern washed over her face. "You what?" she asked, her voice laced with disbelief and worry. "You went to a tavern with Quentyn?" "There were lots of drink and people..." She said remembering her night and everything she witnessed. Rhaenyra's expression darkened as her sister described the scene at the tavern. She knew the kind of people that frequented such places, the kind of activities they were engaged in, and the thought of her innocent and naive sister being exposed to such things filled her with dread.

"Rhaynna..." she said, her voice tight with concern and anger. "You shouldn't have gone there. You have no idea the kind of men who frequent those places." "Did you know you don't have to be in love to make love? I just found that out" Rhaynna said turning to her younger sister, Rhaenyra stared at her sister for a moment, her surprise growing. She had been fully convinced that Rhaynna was clueless about such matters. To hear her speak about intimacy so casually was not something she had prepared herself for. "Where did you learn that?" she asked, her voice a mixture of shock, curiosity, and mild irritation.

"A drunk knight told me when he wanted me to do it with him" she said casually An icy feeling of protectiveness and anger washed over Rhaenyra. She closed her eyes for a moment, her jaw clenching. The thought of some drunk, lust-driven stranger approaching Rhaynna, trying to take advantage of her innocence...it made her blood boil. "Prince Quentyn seemed really experienced in that" Rhaenyra's eyes widened at her sister's comment. She knew Quentyn, had seen him interact with women before. The thought that he may have engaged in such acts with her innocent, naive sister was not something she had expected.

"Experienced?" she repeated, her voice taut. "What makes you say that?" "He didn't want to answer my questions when I asked him about it and the way he looked at the naked women, was it love or something else?" Rhaynna asked herself "Princess your father requests an audience with you" Jorne said knocking on the door Rhaynna looked up, the knock startling her out of her thoughts. She exchanged a brief glance with Rhaenyra before responding. "I'll be right there." She stood up, smoothing her dress and taking a moment to calm her racing heart, before heading towards the door.

"You wanted to see me father?" Rhaynna asked entering her father's room, Viserys was sitting in his chair at his desk, a stack of papers in front of him. He looked up as Rhaynna entered, motioning for her to come closer. "Yes, news got to me that you went to the tavern last night" he said staring at her "H-how do you know?" She asked surprised he knew about her late night ventures "Word always gets back to me" Viserys said with a slight frown. He leaned back in his chair, studying his daughter for a moment.

"What were you doing there?" he asked, his voice serious and authoritative "Uhm-well" She stammered lowering her head Viserys noticed her hesitation and the way she was avoiding his gaze. He leaned forward, resting his forearms on the desk, a stern look on his face. "Rhaynna," he said, his voice firm. "I asked you a question. I expect an answer." "I-I went to go see how things were in brothels" she explained, Viserys's eyebrows shot up in surprise, his expression hardening as he processed what his daughter had just told him. "Brothels? You, my innocent, young daughter, went to a brothel?" he repeated, his voice a mix of shock and disbelief.