Eyra Targaryen is a very special little girl, she has long white hair like milk, pale skin like snow and red lips like blood; her grandson, Lucerys Velarion, is the same age and has curly brown hair and deep eyes of the same color and shares with th...
The ceremony was beautiful, the Bergs, the Albions and the Sandstorms were present, as soon as Luke saw Eyra was moved; when they joined the blood Eyra cut her left hand and Luke the right, it was not a very comfortable position but the boy's left hand was bandaged so they could not do otherwise.
At this time they were in the banqueting hall and they were having dinner, dancing and singing, and for a moment they had forgotten about the coming war; the hall was beautiful: there was a large oak board that was placed in front of three fireplaces and there was a beautiful dance floor.
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-Will you allow me this dance my lady wife? - asks Luke, offering his hand to Eyra
-With great pleasure my handsome husband- replies Eyra taking the boy's hand
The music begins to play, it is a very beautiful melody, a popular music with a rhythm not too strong; the two boys begin to dance under the eyes of all, from the lords to the soldiers who get off the track to give way to the two lovers.
Eyra and Luke are dancing and it's like time has stopped, there are only the two of them in the room and everything else disappears.
-Iksā gevie (You are beautiful) - says Luke
-iksā tolī gevie, se timpa ao (You are more beautiful, the white gives you) - says Eyra
-Kirimvose ñuha jorrāelagon, yn ao umbagon se olvie gevie isse bisa tistālion (Thanks my love, but you remain the most beautiful in this room) - replies Luke kissing Eyra on the forehead.
During the years the two had changed a lot but, the only thing that remained the same was the height gap between the two, in fact, Luke was taller than Eyra but the two of them did not care.
-Will you allow me this dance my lady wife? - asks Luke, offering his hand to Eyra
-With great pleasure my handsome husband- replies Eyra taking the boy's hand
The music begins to play, it is a very beautiful melody, a popular music with a rhythm not too strong; the two boys begin to dance under the eyes of all, from the lords to the soldiers who get off the track to give way to the two lovers.
Eyra and Luke are dancing and it's like time has stopped, there are only the two of them in the room and everything else disappears.
-Iksā gevie (You are beautiful) - says Luke
-iksā tolī gevie, se timpa ao (You are more beautiful, the white gives you) - says Eyra
-Kirimvose ñuha jorrāelagon, yn ao umbagon se olvie gevie isse bisa tistālion (Thanks my love, but you remain the most beautiful in this room) - replies Luke kissing Eyra on the forehead.
-Ao gīmigon bisa iksin se grēza Emelyn naejot zirģla dīnilūks (You know that this was the dress that Emelyn wore at her wedding) - notes Eyra
-Nyke ziry pār bisa iksis se grēza bona Daeron rȳ zȳhon dīnilūks. Yn iksis daor ziry ģrda? (I had imagined it, since this is the dress that Daeron wore at his wedding. But isn't it tight?) - asks Luke
