𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 - 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐬 𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁Aena Velaryon, the firstborn of Rhaenyra Targaryen and Laenor Velaryon. The next 𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 to the ℑ𝔯𝔬𝔫 𝔗𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔫𝔢. The ℜ𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔪'𝔰 𝔊𝔬𝔡𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔰. Some say that she is Aemma Arryn in many ways. Aena Velaryon is the ideal child of any family. She was everything. She's beautiful, smart, obedient, and caring to her loved ones. Some say that she is too good for the world. Yet she hid the 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖗𝖊 to marry her brother, Jacaerys Velaryon, the 𝖇𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖉 prince. But what if her brother shares the same 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖗𝖊 with her?

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She leaned her head on his shoulder, Jacaerys tensed up. "What's wrong?" Aena asked."You know what's wrong." He snapped. "I don't understand why you're so angry about it." She said."Because I don't like the thought of you seducing our uncle!" Aena rolled her eyes, standing up and crossing her arms over her chest. "Oh please, it's just a bit of fun." Jacaerys scowled, standing up to face her. "It's not 'fun', it's stupid. He's our uncle!" He said as Aena stepped closer, a sly smile on her face. "You're just jealous because I can get any man I want." She said. Jacaerys clenched his jaw, feeling his heart race. "I'm not jealous." Jacaerys said. "Oh yeah? Then prove it." She took another step closer to him, their chests almost touching. Jacaerys swallowed hard, trying to keep his composure. "And how do you suggest I do that?" Aena smirked, moving even closer until she was nearly pressed against him. She reached up and ran a finger down his chest.

Trigger Warning
Story contains: 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖌 language, 𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌, 𝖘𝖒𝖚𝖙, 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉, and mentions of 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍.