🖇️ - ❝ TWIN FLAMES UNITE, THE DANCE OF THE DRAGONS IS A FRIGHT, THE HALF BEAST AND SMALL BEAST FALL TO THE RATS❞
❛𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 the black sheep of his
family is deeply in love with his
lovely sweet sister.❜
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“⚠️THE DRESS ABOVE INDICATES WHAT HAELARA IS WEARING ⚠️”
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SILENCE. SILENCE WAS THE ONLY THING that was met when Viserys asked to enter his younger brother's chambers. Viserys previously asked to have a talk with Daemon, earlier that day, Viserys was awfully scolded, and a little bit beaten for his extreme mistake and disrespect towards Aemma, house Arryn and his own family. It didn't help that he and Daemon had an issue as well. Daemon sighed deeply.
"What?" he hissed in annoyance, turning his head side ways as if to crack his neck and relieve it. "I am sorry." Viserys admitted, fiddling with his fingers, Daemon quirked an eyebrow, as if asking 'for?' . Viserys sighed, "For beating you, and for insulting our sister." Viserys stated, running a hand through his unruly hair. Daemon smirked, "That's all I wanted." Viserys scoffed at his reply. "You? Are you sure it is not what Hael wants?" Daemon shrugged at Viserys’ question.
Daemon’s chambers were cold, well, a mix of warmth and cold. Viserys’ chambers were a comforting warmth. Their bedrooms and personality were, are, a complete contrast to their differences, Viserys realized. "Your room is much...well cold and warm." Viserys pointed out, chuckling. Daemon, confused, asked: "You wish to talk of our room temperature?" Viserys chuckled loudly.
"No, you twat. Im trying to say it's a contrast, honestly. Yours is balanced. Such as you may be cold and horribly rude, but you have a sense of warmth and gentleness." Viserys stated, smiling slightly. Daemon now realized what he meant, and grinned, "And your room is warm! Very warm actually warm and cozy, hate to admit, kind of like you, Brother." Viserys snorted, shaking his head.
The elder sighed in content, "It has been long since we have had an actual conversation, hasn't it?" the younger scoffed lightly, "Indeed brother, indeed." the two sat in comfortable silence, then the eldest broke it, the two continued on, laughing and giggling like two drunken women gossiping about their love life. So this is what it feels like to have a brother, Daemon thought, smiling, for once, he was content.
"I'm afraid i will die of not breathing—" Viserys’ sentence was cut off with a wheeze of laughter as Daemon snorted whilst laughing, two of them fell from their chair, and Viserys smacked Daemon’s arm as he laughed loudly, both cackling like chaotic people. King Jaehaerys barged into Daemon’s chambers in worry, "Are you both mental?" the brothers wheezed and laughed like dying horses, clutching their stomach at the question.
Once the king left due to the weirdness of the two boys, they continued gossiping and laughing, insulting different houses, explaining their likes and dislikes, talking about how Daemon hates the thought of marrying Haelara, laughing at house sigils, making up baby names. They continued to speak of random things, falling asleep on Daemon’s bed with Daemon's feet on Viserys’ face, the elder's feet on Daemon's body, both unruly.
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MEANWHILE A SCREAM echoed in Princess Haelara's chambers, the screams of horror and pain.
The king and queen rushed, only to find the princess clutching her bloodied nightgown as the servants tried to calm her. Haelara refused to calm down, sputtering out riddles and cries, Alyssane sighed in pity, "Sweet girl." she calls out lovingly, "Grandmother! Please help me." Haelara begged, collapsing onto the ground.
"Dear girl—" Jaehaerys started, "No. No! You do not understand, no one does! I will be shipped off, the soldier refuses to marry the poet, the soldier and the ruler intertwine as brothers who stick to one another, the poet falls into the fangs of snakes!" Haelara hissed, glaring down at her blood stained dress. Jaehaerys sighed, "It is alright, everything wil be alright." Jaehaerys insisted as Alyssane helped Haelara, commanding the servants to get out.
Haelara calmed down, eyes now rested and swollen. "I hate this." Haelara stated, frowning as she felt blood leak. Alyssane laughed, "Every woman does sweet girl, now that you are a woman, you must now set your sights on someone." Alyssane points out. Haelara frowned, a tear rolling down her cheek.
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𝖠𝖴𝖳𝖧𝖮𝖱'𝖲 𝖭𝖮𝖳𝖤 I know you guys will think haelara is overreacting, but idfc. Marriage is basically a death sentence to women/girls like her, especially cuz she's royalty. Many will go fo her hand, and theres a chance she'll be taken away from the comforts of home and married to a man 60 years older than her. So pls don't complain, cuz that's a reaction similar to mine cuz ik damn well i could get pregnant with a period.
