“This wasn’t even the dress I was going to wear when we meet the Princes and Princesses, but what do you care? Obviously you don’t,” Daenerys huffed and crossed her arms, turning away from her brother. It had been a long few days of traveling for them and it was clear that the young Princess was exhausted. All she wanted to do was sleep, but they were to meet with the royals today. “I just want to get into Dorne, alright?”
“I don’t wear dresses. So yes, you are correct. I don’t care….persay.” Viserys admitted as his sister huffed he reached out a hand to ruffle her hair and than smoothed it out “ Come on, I’ll braid your hair real pretty like okay?” He asked knowing his sister was still moody and there was nothing he could do to quell her mood. “We will soon, I promise Daenerys”
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Jasmine turned when she heard his familiar voice. So warm and warm as the alcoholic drinks her father would sip from at night. She smiles as he bowed to her, and shook her head. “How many times do I have to tell you to stop doing that?” She asked as he came closer. The way his eyes traveled over her, made a small shiver run down to her tail bone, and she bit her lower lip. “You are always being bold, why stop now?” She teased before watching as he moved away. She watched the moon play with his hair, how his muscles moved under his shirt.
“He was from a neighboring kingdom. Supposedly the last nearby kingdom.” She mocked the way her father had said it earlier as he scolded her for chasing another one away. Jasmine walked towards him, before brushing her fingers over his cheek. She lifts his head, studying him. “…You know we aren’t staying here.” She whispered before kissing him. The kiss was full of her desire that she had been holding back all day, even earlier.
Jasmine then slowly drew back, before turning and heading for the vine covered wall. She moved them, to reveal the door they only knew was there. She got her key out, unlocking the door and slipping inside. Inside was a smaller garden, mainly grass and a tree, though flowering vines crept up one side, and a small stream ran through it. Jasmine waited for her lover to join her, before speaking again. “I noticed you were so quick to leave. Was there a reason? You knew I was going to turn him away like the rest.”
“Once more, Princess” He joked softly as he shook his head as he followed her as she led him to their secret hideaway place. “Than he will have to go even further to find a prince. Maybe as far as Westeros” He mentioned giving a small pause as he thought of that idea. “Wonder what your father would do if he knew I was a Prince from a far away country.” Jafar had made sure that knowledge of Viserys’s origins had been hidden away from the Sultun.
Viserys came through the vines and sighed as she spoke about him leaving. “I didn’t think my absence would be noticed.” He replied, a small lie. He knew he’d been missed. It wasn’t as if he really blended in with the other people around the palace. “I know you were. But…Just the thought of him trying to get to you. The thought of anyone else with you but me….I was going to do something that I knew I would regret. So I walked away before I did so.” He explained after a moment of silence.
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