It was no lie that Baelor, the omega Prince of Dragonstone, had a deep love and attraction for his younger brother, an alpha. The issue, however, was that their father did not wish for them to wed eachother, their father did not seem to wish to follow the average Targaryen customs to wes siblings.

But, it wasn't hard for Baelor and his brother to find an officiant willing to wed the two of them. Afterall, they wanted ths Targaryen bloodline perserved, and it'd be easier for Baelor's future pups to be accepted as his heirs if both parents were Targaryens.

Now here Baelor and his brother stood, face to face with an officiant next to them. Baelor and his brother had planned to have a Valyrian wedding aswell. Which was why Baelor's eyes now followed his brothers hands as they grabbed a piece of dragonglass to cut both his own and Baelor's lips, aswell as palms so that they may mix their blood.

Baelor was none too eager, his heart thumping in his chest in excitement. Baelor's eyes showed his eagerness aswell as the bobbing of his throat as he swallowed in anticpation. Baelor wondered how their father would react once he found out what his sons had done, he hoped his father wouldn't be too upset. Baelor and his brother loved eachother, they should be welcome to act on that love.