/ i'll never forgive rhaenys for saying some this was not my war to start. if i was her i woulda used my nuke with wings and aired that whole mf dragon pit out fAWK. THEY WERE RIGHT THERE BRO WHAT THE ACTUAL FAHHHHHHHHHH
she stayed behind to wait out his cousin, the princess daenora. they were to travel together.
“ and I you, my prince, ” the female allows, voice gentle, lips curling into a soft smile. “ I had been told all the princes had departed together. ”
disembarking, slightly sweat-ridden after a day’s worth of training. valarr departed earlier, so it’s curious to still find her here.
❛ lady kiera, i hardly expected you. ❜
but what a dangerous thing it was, to dream of him.
and gods, how she did.
dreaming him had become the loveliest cruelty she had ever known—soft as summer rain and twice as merciless. there was something intoxicating in it, something that lured her back each time despite the —
—— the prince was never one like others. his unsociable nature and boundless patience were due to baelor and jena. although his insecurities and social anxiety were as much the price of the upbringing and personality he had developed during his youth as anything else.
— beneath the moonlight, vivid against the muted dark surrounding them. tilting her head, she searched his face openly now, not with the invasive curiosity of court, but with quiet concern.
“ but something troubles you. ” her voice softened further then, almost tender. “ and —