to everyone else, the realms delight was your best friend. but behind closed doors, in the dead of night, the two of you were so much more.

you had lived in kings landing all your life, as your father had an important seat on the kings council. and so, you had grown up with the princess, being one of her closest confidents.

from a very early age, you had a fascination with the princess. you constantly wanted to be at her side, making her giggle. that’s how you ended up becoming practically joined at the hip.

though, as you grew into a teenager, you learned that women were supposed to love men, and having romantic relationships with the opposite gender was wrong. sinful.

but if its so wrong, why does it make you feel so happy? so fulfilled? if its so wrong, why would it break your heart if you were to stop?

“you know… syrax is almost big enough to saddle two.”

rhaenyra’s sweet voice breaks you from your thoughts, and as you look at her angelic face, all thoughts of being with her being wrong disappeared from your mind.

the smirk tugging at her lips, and her piercing violet gaze makes a hint of a blush paint your cheeks, and you reach out to hold her hand.

and the thought of riding a dragon with her causes your heart to flutter in your chest, giddy with excitement. it would be a chance to be far away from prying eyes of court, sat right against her, with your hands on each other. plus, you have always wanted to ride a dragon.

you know it won’t last forever, as the prospect of marriage looms over both of your heads, but you might as well enjoy it while it lasts.