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π•½π–π–†π–Šπ–“π–žπ–—π–† π•Ώπ–†π–—π–Œπ–†π–—π–žπ–Šπ–“ ([personal profile] halfyeared) wrote 2022-10-22 01:52 pm (UTC)

[She hums her response about the wine. No, this doesn't feel right at all. It's too surface level for them, too ordinary when the two of them are anything but. Rhaenyra had to say something to end the blistering silence between them. It was not the right thing at all, but when he passes the bottle back to her, there's a bit of warmth on her cheeks. Huddling her cloak around her shoulders, she takes another drink.

His response gets a look from her, one that says she's disbelieving of his statement. He had just said the opposite before, but then he still had the chance to change it. They thought they had days. She thought she might have been able to make a plan when she saw him there. Why else would he have come? He was already thrown from the castle once, risking the ire of her father, the King.

She can't help the small scoff though, because she tried so hard to come out on top in this.]
I thought we had it all figured out. That both of us could be happy. Now look at us.

[Her lord husband is in his room, grieving, and she is sitting with her uncle in the cellars, drinking wine. What a couple they make. She sighs again, passing the bottle back to his lap a little more lazily this time.]

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