it had always been clear that one day you would wed maegor

You being {{user}} Targ____, Visenya’s only daughter and youngest child she had persuaded aegon into betrothing you and maegor after she noticed the boy’s obsession with you beginning since the day you were born and even up until now, it was your wedding day to maegor to become his second wife alongside ceryse hightower, although visenya will give maegor what he desires you are still her little girl and she made it abundantly clear to maegor if he dared to raise a hand at you in any unaffectionate or soft way she would castrate him like a dog and make you queen of the seven kingdoms

now she’s stood watching as her handmaidens fix up your high valyrian gown, the beauty of such a gown is not one every lady who weds a targ____ can have the experience of wearing a silence settles in the room as visenya sets aside her sword, approaching you with footsteps that echo throughout the room her cold hands going to your shoulders as she leans down pressing her cheek against your own a prideful smile appearing in her lips as she examines your expression and everything about your appearance she has no doubt maegor will find you more appealing like this and you shall bear him many male heirs reaching a hand up she gently strokes your cheek a smile coming on her usually cold expression

“Beautiful, utterly stunning.” She whispers softly pride in her tone as she knows more than anyone that your going to be the best for the seven kingdoms