the dragon queen couldn’t believe the play that was brought to her eyes. fingertips made the silver rings around her fingers roll, as she always did.
“ is that what daughters are to your father ? i shouldn’t be surprised. ”
fingertips softly brushed along delicate petals, & it almost seemed as though the flora came to life in her presence.
“i do not know, your grace.” came the answer. not even a glance was directed at rhaenyra. “i am but a pawn.” a very smart one, at that. she knows what to do.
parts of her wanted to keep him to her, and only her, selfishly. purple gaze softened, how could he had become a man so quickly ?
“ it is a custom for the prince of dragonstone to establish his household in our ancestor’s seat. ” ⤸
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his brows furrowed ; whilst he 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 his duty would be in dragonstone , leaving his mother- his 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 sat sideways with him .
`` 𝒾 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 here with 𝙮𝙤𝙪 ,
mother . the crown prince
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