xii. dragonstone

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chapter twelve
act two . war of hearts

 war of hearts

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ALYLLA had said her goodbyes to her family. Her mother, whom places a kiss upon her forehead and wished for well, her father whom remained her of her duty, and her siblings. Helaena embrace her sister as she did her best not to shed a tear, Aegon didn't say anything, and Aemond placed a kiss upon her cheek.

Alylla made her way to Dragonstone, with her half sister / mother by law, and her new husband and brother by laws.

They had gotten to Dragonstone by dawn, and Alylla was overwhelmed and exhausted. Her mind wandered as she knew it was her and Jacaerys wedding night. Which was meant to put Alylla into her duties as a woman.

With Rhaenyra being very welcoming to her new home, Alylla and Jacaerys would be sharing a chamber, as all new married couples do.

Which left Alylla in her new chambers with Jacaerys and a handmaiden whom unpacked her dresses.

    Alylla met her eyes to Jacaerys whom stood there. Anne, the handmaiden went around the chamber with many dresses in her hands, "I need to bathe," Alylla whispered to Jacaerys and he nodded, "Anne. My wife would like a bath drawn for her."

    "Right way my prince."

    Alylla let a small grin appear on her face as she watched as Anne had started a bath for her, the handmaiden bowed before leaving the chambers.

    Alylla was having trouble with her dress strings, she pulled at them and Jacaerys smirked upon her troubles, "Let me," He spoke walking behind her, his breath tingling her neck as it was warm and it made her nervous, he help untie her strings of her dress, which fell from her shoulders down to her stomach then to her feet. Which left the princess in only her underdress.

    She cleared her throat as she felt his stares on her, Jace quickly turned away, looking at the wall instead of his wife.

    Alylla quickly pulled at her underdress, letting it fall to her feet as she stepped out of it, "You can turn," She whispered and she cover herself. Jacaerys was breathless.

     A blush quickly appeared on her cheeks, as she watched as his eyes ran up and down her body, "Beautiful. My wife is beautiful."

    "Do you wish to join me?" She asked, her head motioning towards her bath, that steamed hot water.

    Jacaerys nodded, his mind racing with excitement, as this was their wedding night. And being with her was all that mattered in that moment.

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