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Give it time. I'm sure there will be plenty of that in our old age

so I am. I can't wait to be your wife

oh I will? (finger curls around a strand of his hair)

you are. but.. (wiggles her finger) I am not

Seems improper to, considering I am yet to be your wife

At least you don't hate it

recently. do you not like it?

Yes? what of it?

since when.. what?

a faint shiver went down her spine at the brush of his fingers, vulnerable and nearly exposed. she held the fabric close to her frame, like it had been her remaining safety net. "if you could perhaps.. turn the opposite way?"

"it is.. thankfully, in the warmer months," she sets her shawl on the back of her wooden chair, fingers grasping the back of it slightly. "a pain to keep warm in the colder months.

Attaboy.

/ ok replies tonight hopefully

It's good to see you as well. I've missed you.

That's a secret. Should I have told you? (Thank you.)

It's always "Lady Aly" and never, "my dark pearl."

... Good morrow.

⠀ ⠀ 𝓘t doesn’t come without blood . it doesn’t come without cracked ribs and broken bones . i am clawing my way, stumbling in the dark just as you are, toward a better version of myself . ⠀ ⠀

my heart.

Hm.

viserys targaryen is a bum and a deadbeat

The chambers that were once cold, empty for the princess-to-be, grew warmer by the moment. Every gentle touch of his through the loosening of jade cords, every breath felt over her shoulder, she couldn't resist the charm of it. Made her warm in the cheeks, though it was easily tamed. The prince

"Pardon me, your grace.. but I quite enjoy these activities.." she chuckles a little, keeping the same level head. The same joyous atmosphere. "They are perfectly suited.. minus the dancing. I'm a horrible partner."

the space was tempting. she could send her parchments off earlier if aemond had not been around.. or would that be too suspicious..? it was best to keep him guessing, keep him blissfully ignorant to some degree. "you may stay, for a little while. I'm sure you have duties in the morrow regardless..

"I am to see your Queen, I come from across the bay with news.." she hummed, giving a faint look around. "Though, this was not the place I expected."

"That is the hope, your majesty," she flashes a smile at her and shuts the doors to the armoire, twisting the handles so they would lock once more. "We shall not waste any more time then, tell me, do you like tea cakes?"

"Tell you what?" her eyes sparkled with the teasing, knowing look that she tries to keep under wraps.. but ultimately failed in the same breath. Her arm linked with the other that belonged to her sister, beginning to walk with Floris. "Before I speak of me, lets speak of you. How was your journey?"

/ sorry I've been neglecting here!! I will get to whats owed tonight and tomorrow 🩷🩷

the question, offer of his assistance made her mind race. help wasn't something she ever requested from him, nor he to outright offer his hand so-to-speak. it was unexpected.. but refreshing. "I don't if you help.."

"very good," a soft murmur to the roughness of his voice, that she's grown fond of over the years. it was a complicated feeling. half of her belonged to him, her thoughts, her favor.. the other half was torn. torn between what was good and what was right. honor versus duty. "anything else that

her delusions do not fall on deaf ears. call me biased..

and delusional. liar.

be kind to my intended.

ANYONE ELSE

don't listen to her

and so does your husband.

wrong brother.

I do. I fuck your brother often.

from osmosis?

why would we need to do that really

/ I'm so sorry LMAO

but you blatantly ignore the obvious that your children have not come from laenor...😒

you would never catch me lying about the true identity of my children by the way.

your lies ..