Maenya Targaryen.
Born in 96 AC,
The first child of Aemma and Viserys Targaryen,
All seemed well, Maenya was "The gem of the Kingdoms" her younger sister, Rhaenyra was " The realms delight" and her mother was pregnant again, this time with a boy
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Maenya POV
The dinning hall was beautiful, pillars on half of the room led to the beautiful gardens and the other half was decorated with candles, sculptures and rich fabrics
One thing I notice is that people tended to wear a lot less because of the heat, this now included myself.
Qoren was seated at one end of the table whilst there was an empty space for me opposite him, I sat down we got to talking.
"So, did you ask for my hand or did my father offer it?" I asked
"Well, your fathers offered your hand, though refusing him never crossed my mind" he smirked
I retuned it "And why is that?"
"Only a fool would refuse a women like you"
I smiled and drunk some wine, Dorne always had the best wine
"You brother did not seem to happy about it" it was true, one of his brothers scowled at me the whole time that introductions were made
"Ah yes, my first younger brother Harmen, he is not very fond of Targaryens" he said, sounding like he honestly could not care less about his brothers opinion
"I do not blame him, in sure seeing Meraxes back in Dorne was nerve-wracking for a lot of people"
"Yes though, you, yourself does not have such a bad reputation here"
"No?" I question
He smiled "No. I think quite a few people in Dorne pity you"
I fowned "pity me?"
He nodded "Why yes, after your younger sister being named heir. If you we from Dorne, you would have been named heir at birth"
I smile sadly "If only."
He looked at me and got a little more serious "I won't lie to you princess, Dorne is very different to the rest of the kingdoms, our customs and social laws are different but I will promise you that Dorne will be as much your home as it is mine. We do not punish descendants for their ancestor's crimes...and even though we may never be in love, I swear that I will look after you, that you will have a role here and that our marriage will be a happy one"
That's all I needed to hear, my father clearly wants to send me away, he will never let me marry Daemon, so if this is the best that I will get, it is pretty damn good.
"And besides" his playful side returned as he looked my body up and down again "I don't think we will have any problem having children...or fun"
