"You're staring." Bucky speaks with some insecurity in his voice "You can't blame me, Barnes." I shake my head with a smirk. "You're just a sight I don't want to look away from." I flirt and he chuckles what sounds like a sigh of relief as he walks into the kitchen "I can say the same, doll." He glances over his shoulder HIGHEST RANKINGS: 🥇#1 in avengersfanfiction 🥇#1 in jamesbuchanan 🥇#1 in wintersoldier 🏅#3 in marvelcinematicuniverse 🏅#4 jamesbarnes 🏅#7 in marvelfanfic 🏅#7 in protective 🏅#35 in maturethemes 🏅#88 in friendstolovers 🏅#98 in wattpad 🏅#165 in marvel

They taught her to be a lady. Her father taught her to kill. At Ashford, a mystery knight emerges-brutal, relentless, unknown. Aerion Brightflame craves what he cannot name. A lady's defiance. A warrior's violence. Valarr Targaryen offers devotion to a woman hiding a blade behind her smile. When the truth bleeds through, the game changes. Some crowns are given. Some are taken. Hers will be earned in blood and steel.