Elyana awaited awake for two hours that night for Erryk Cargyll to come and pick her up at her quarters. Two hours. And he never came.
Elyana was angry and sad, but eventually she got ready for bed.
What had happened? He had kissed her and then he had just disappeared. Did she do soemthing wrong? Had something happened to him? Did he regret the kiss?
She fell asleep rather quickly and was woken up to a loud knock on her door the next morning. She opened the door to her tiny servant quarters to find Erryk standing there with a rather apologetic look on his face. He was holding a large wooden box in his hands as he stood there. Elyana crossed her arms over her chest in an angry stance as she stared at him.
"Elyana... I am so sorry. I swear I can explain." He spoke as quickly as the door swung open. Elyana pressed her lips together and eyed him, then nodding as if willing him to continue on to his explanation. It better be a good one.
"It was the prince... he um... he ordered me to go into the city with Criston Cole. He ordered me to go buy... dresses." Erryk muttered, making Elyana's gaze fall to the box he held. It was full of different colored silks. "They're for you." Erryk said in a dull tone as he set the box down on Elyana's small desk, and then moved to bring in even more boxes. For her?!
"For me? What?" Elyana was well confused as she eyed the boxes that were entirely full of fine dresses. Why would the prince order him to get dresses for her? Was he insane?
"Yeah..." Erryk reached up to scratch the back of his neck awkwardly. "I mean no offense, but why would the prince buy you dresses? I-I... Are you sleeping with him?" Elyana gasped more than loudly at the accusations.
"What?! Why would you ask me that? Are you serious?!" Elyana was horrified and in shock at Erryk's words, and soon his face turned into a rather guilty looking one.
"Well I don't know! The way he spoke of you... He said you were rather pretty to look at! I just thought... since you spend so much time in his chambers..." Erryk clearly felt guilty at the accusation he had hurled at her. But was he wrong to think that? It was strange for the prince to want to buy her dresses.
"I am not sleeping with the Prince Aemond. Do you think me of the likeness to entangle myself in an affair? Really? Have you thought me to have no honor?" Elyana was clearly offended that Erryk would even think her capable. She thought he respected her.
"I'm sorry, okay? I just- I got jealous. Having to pick dresses for you, that were commissioned by another man... It was hellish." Erryk confessed as Elyana took a deep breath. She could imagine.
"It's fine. Honestly I've no idea what is wrong with that man. He clearly has hit his head or something. First wanting to teach me philosophy and now this? I don't know what he thinks he is doing." Elyana was angry. Although a little intrigued at what Aemond's intentions were.
"But I promise... I will put a stop to this. I am not some little pet." She reassured Erryk, earning a smile from the knight. "Let me get dressed in my uniform and then we'll head back to his chambers." She told Erryk, who nodded his head and exited her quarters so she could get dressed.
Elyana was angry as she got dressed in her maid dress. She was not going to give him the satisfaction of wearing one of the dresses he had gotten her. She had no idea at what the prince was playing at, but she did not wish to play with him. That little outburst yesterday, trying to control her, wanting to teach her, and now this? What was he even thinking?
Elyana was ready and so she walked alongside Erryk all the way to Aemond's chambers. She was nervous whenever she entered, but Erryk was sure to whisper a supportive sweet nothinf in her ear before entering. And it helped her gain some confidence to stand up to Aemond.
When she entered, he was sitting facing away from her and into the fireplace. He turned his head to the side slightly as if acknowledging she was there, but then turned back to the fireplace.
"You're not wearing what I got for you." Was all he said. His voice was low and husky, very authoritive. Elyana couldn't help but feel the nervousness creep back into her tiny body. She hated the way he made her feel, but she also enjoyed it. But she couldn't, so she supressed the tingling in between her legs and pushed it to the back of her mind.
"No. I am not." Her voice was meek, even if she had intented for it to be strong and confident.
Aemond stood from his seat and turned to face her. He looked beautiful as he always did, and it made her mentally curse. Why was he so handsome? Couldn't he just be an ugly troll? It would make her life easier.
"Why?" He asked, his one eye running rampant through her figure. Elyana took an encouraging breath and crossed her arms over her chest. "Because I do not want to. You should get them returned, I will not be wearing them." Elyana was sure of her words. And this only made Aemond smirk slightly.
"And what you want is important?" Aemond asked smugly, he could not help the smirk that toyed at his lips. She was brave to come here and pick a fight with him.
"It is. It is my body and my life. I will wear what I wish to wear. And I am also a maid, I have an uniform to wear." She stated, earning a mocking chuckle from the prince.
"You will wear what I got for you. And I will have no contest on the matter, is that understood?" Aemond was slowly stalking towards her, making her heartbeat quicken as he got closer to her.
"No... I shall wear my uniform. I do not wish to wear those dresses." Elyana contested once more. Aemond stood withing arm's reach from her, his eye running through her face and then her body.
"What you wish is not of importance. You are not payed to wish, you are payed to serve me. Do you understand that? Or do you wish my sword to explain it to you in more detail?" Aemond asked in a rather menacing tone, making Elyana step backwards. His hand had reached to the hilt of his sword, and she felt fear creeping into her body like a wildfire.
"Why would I even need to wear those dresses? They are not vital or helpful to serve you, my prince." She asked and she was clearly confused.
Aemond was angry that she would even question him, but he also liked the way she would stand up to him. And he liked the way she would cower back in fear as he approached her. He loved the control he could excersise over this beautiful woman.
"Because..." He was cornering her now. "I want something pleasant to look at. I want to see you in something other than these rags... I want to enjoy you." His voice was a low whisper, and his hands were now trailing her arms.
The words and his soft touch made her heartbeat spike like a mad woman's. She tried pulling away from his touch, but he held her steady. What was he playing at?
"Don't you want to be a good girl for me? I promise you... good girls get rewarded." He was now leaning into her ear, the feeling of his breath against her skin making goosebumps rise through her body. She wanted to run, to push him away from her but she couldn't.
She was stuck and enthralled with the feeling of his breath on her body. She loved the way his fingertips graced her skin, and the way she could hear his breathing become erratic. What was he going? What was she herself doing?
Aemond's own sanity was hanging by the finest thread. His breathing became quick and erratic as he leaned into her ear. He wasn't sure he could control himself any longer. He wanted to possess Elyana, have her at his mercy. It is all he wanted.
"Will you be a good girl? Hmm... Tell me, Elyana. Tell me you will submit to my will and be good for me." He was whispering into her ear, and he could feel himself getting incredibly aroused at the situation. He had never felt this way in his life. He didn't even know what he was doing.
She wanted more than nothing to push him away, to slap him silly. She wanted him away from her, but she also yearned for this proximity. She wanted him cornering her. "I'll be so good for you." The words were a moan and slipped out of her mouth unconsciously. Fuck my life. She would curse. If he is so terrible then why does he feel so good?
Aemond was rock hard when he heard that tiny little flimsy moan escape her lips. And all he wanted was to destroy her. To wreck her right there and then. But not yet.
Instead he just pushed away from her, a smug smile on his face. "Then go get changed, unless you want me to punish you." He ordered dismissively, walking past her and into his own bedchamber.
Elyana scoffed at the man, but still turned on her heel. She exited his chambers, not once glancing at Erryk.
She was ashamed.
She walked away and down to her quarters as fast as she could.
When she got to her chambers, she rummaged through all of the boxes of dresses that were left for her. They were endless. Even better quality than the ones she used to have. She decided on a very pretty green dress, and changed into it.
It was the most beautiful dress she had ever worn, and the silk was the most soft and finest one she had ever felt. She couldn't help but smile at herself, it was good to feel like a good lady again. Maybe Aemond wasn't so bad. She tried convincing herself. But she knew better; He was a dragon.
She was heading back to Aemond's chambers, only to be stopped in the hall midway by Darra. "Elyana! What are you wearing?! Oh my gods! You look heavenly." The maid was rushing towards her friend excitedly.
"A dress." Elyana answered sarcastically, making Darra smack her arm. "I know that! But why are you wearing a dress deemed for a princess... Hells, I don't even think Princess Helaena has dresses this good." Darra stated as she grabbed the skirt to feel it in her hands.
"Prince Aemond got it for me." Elyana answered truthfully, making Darra's eyes widen at the revelation.
"Are you serious?! Elyana... do not tell me you've become his mistress." Darra hissed, making Elyana smack the back of Darra's head. Why did Darra and Erryk think that right away?
"Why would you say that?! I would never do that! You think me a lady with no honor?!" Elyana hissed back at her friend, as the girl shrugged her shoulders.
"Shit, I don't know. That dress is deemed for a princess, a mistress, a paramour... But not for a maid, why would he gift you that?" Darra wondered as Elyana shrugged. She was not about to explain the little game Aemond seemed to be willing to play.
"I do not know his reasoning. All I know is I am not sleeping with him. So do not ever repeat that!" Elyana ordered, whilst Darra simply nodded. She could not keep her eyes off that fine dress, it was stunning.
"Darra Skitter, what are you doing just standing around?! Get to work! The Great Hall won't clean itself!" Marryan, the lead servant, ordered when she spotted Darra talking to Elyana.
"Shit... Have to go. Sorry for calling you a whore!" Darra jested as she hurried off towards the Great Hall. Elyana pressed her lips together and rolled her eyes at her antics.
She then continued on to Aemond's chambers, and when she arrived Erryk seemed extremely surprised to see her new attire.
"You're wearing it?" He asked, a tone of disappointment clear on his voice. Elyana felt terribly guilty. She knew he liked her, and she did like him too. She also knew how upset this would make him.
But somehow in her twisted mind, she enjoyed the excersise of control Aemond was displaying. She felt terrible, but she played it off. "He ordered me to... He's just grateful for all my hard work, there is nothing more to it."
She decided to push it further and grab Erryk's hands in hers. "I promise, there is nothing going on." She spoke like sweet honey, and the words made Erryk smile widely. "I know." He whispered, earning a smile from Elyana.
He opened the door to Aemond's chambers for her and she went in, giving him one last smile as she entered. Aemond had changed into his riding gear, and was waiting patiently for Elyana to come back into his quarters.
"Stunning." Was all he said when his one eye ran over her figure. Erryk had picked a wonderful dress, the prettiest one he had ever seen. Aemond stood up from his seat and adjusted his doublet.
"Come on, I am taking Vhagar out on a ride." He stated nonchalantly, walking past Elyana and exiting his chambers. The girl trailed after him. Erryk was standing at the door, and when he spotted the two, he rolled his eyes slightly. He didn't want to see them together at all.
Elyana gave him a small smile as she walked past him, and he gave her a questioning look and Elyana just shrugged her shoulders and continued on walking behind Aemond.
Anybody who saw the pair would think that Aemond was courting a good lady of a noble house, as that was what she appeared to be. She looked stunning in that dress. Aemond almost confused her for an angel when he saw her. He was proud to have her at his side, even if she was just his maid.
He longed to claim her maidenhead, to really make her his. He wasn't sure why his mind was reeling over this common maid. What she hd done to him? It was unclear. He had no reason to be longing for this girl.
Maybe he was just power hungry... Maybe he had never had a chance to control someone like this. Maybe he just finally wanted to claim a woman. Maybe he just liked the forbiddeness of it all.
They entered the dragonpit, and Elyana started shaking whenever Vhagar was brought out. She had no idea how a beast so massive could even exist. It quite literally shook her to her core. Aemond walked over to his dragon, whilst Elyana lingered back. As he approached Vhagar, he turned back to look at her with a snarl apparent on his face.
"Well don't just stand there, I am not riding alone."
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Author's note:
Guys I am so feral for them I just want them together!!!! I hate slowburns i need them together already!! Buttttt its not gonna happen... for now hehe.
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