┊͙✧˖*°࿐ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

Something about Aemonds voice had always soothed Rhaella. The way his chest would vibrate as he spoke softly in the darkness of her chambers while he read the history of Aegon the Conqueror. The only light in the room was the candles scattered in various places around them. Her finger lightly traced patterns onto the bare skin of his chest that had been exposed from the loose laces of his tunic.

Having heard the story many times before she found herself entranced watching him, tilting her head up to gaze upon her betrothed. He was effortlessly beautiful, even more so when he did not have the patch covering his scarred eye when he was in the safety of her chambers.

Removing her hand from under his tunic she brought her hand up, his words trailed off when he saw Rhaella move out of the corner of his eye. She turned her body so she could rest her chin on his chest while still being able to see his face. Aemonds couldn't help but watch the young princess with a curious gaze.

He didn't flinch as he had used to when her fingers made contact with his scar, the softness of her touch made him nearly melt into her every time. It was the way there was nothing but pure love and devotion in her eyes, it wasn't fear.

  "Gevie." She whispered as she lightly trailed her index finger across the sapphire that sat in the place his eye should have been. (beautiful)

Aemonds lips had quirked in the slightest at her words, his hand trailing up to her face where his thumb traced her bottom lip. Rhaella pressed her lips to the top of his thumb before he slowly tugged her lip down eventually allowing it to pop back into place. Their eyes stayed locked until Rhaella leaned forward to capture his lips with hers.

The softness of his lips against her own made her sigh into him. His hand rested at the nape of her neck, holding her so tight as if he was fearing that she would disappear.

Nudging her chin up he moved his lips against hers, gripping her side her rolled the girl onto her back. Rhaella couldn't help the gasp that left her at the suddenness, the prince taking the advantage to slip his tongue into her mouth. She ran her hands through the silver strands of hair, pulling the tie holding the rest back on her way allowing the hair to cascade down.

Aemond nudged her chin with his nose once he pulled away from her swollen lips. Her chest heaved, a shiver running down her spine when he lowered his lips to the skin of her neck. His touch was soft as her nails dug into his back, she was shaking at the open-mouthed kisses he trailed down her neck. A shiver ran down her spine at the feeling.

A fire was starting to burn within her the longer his hands ran up her sides before interlacing their hands beside her head.

Aemond pressed one more kiss to her neck, nipping it softly causing her eyes to flutter shut. He pulled away to peck her lips lightly, his eyes trailing over her face that glowed in the darkness with only the light from the candles.

"Avy jorrāelan." His words made the princess smile, she wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him down so she could press a soft kiss against the sapphire. Retracting she pulled him down the rest of the way so his face rested in the crook of her neck while her hands ran over his hair and down his side. (I love you)

~

The next morning she had awoken to her bed empty with no trace that Aemond was ever there and was given a very short time to collect her thoughts before her mother and a few maids came in behind her to help her prepare for the ceremony. This was the most nervous she had ever been in her entire life. Even though a majority of it had been spent preparing for this very moment.

It had taken the whole day to get her ready for the ceremony. She was bathed and dressed in a few hours with her mother wanting to do the traditional wedding braids in her daughter's hair.

Her mother's hands were tugging her hair into the tights braids of the very same style braid she had worn on her wedding night to her father Laenor Velaryon. Rhaenyra had a sad smile on her face as she placed the red gems in the hair, this was a time that she had never been ready for. A proposal that her father had brought forth and she hadn't been able to refuse him.

She was just hoping that despite it all her daughter would be happy here. Rhaenyra didn't want to leave her daughter in Kings Landing for so long but Alicent had proposed it would give Aemond and Rhaella time to get to know one another better despite the children having known one another for many years.

Knowing she wouldn't see her daughter for some time after this night, only through letters would she know her eldest daughter was okay. "Ao issi gevie." Rhaenyra whispered as she ran her hands over her daughter's shoulders, placing a kiss on the side of her head. (you are beautiful)

The princess smiled at her mother before placing a hand on top of the one resting on her shoulder.

She wore a white wedding dress with black and red designs and a necklace that Aemond had made for her when they were betrothed.

The sweet moment between mother and daughter was soon broken apart when the guard knocked on the door signaling someone's arrival. Rhaella looked toward the door of her chambers only to be surprised when her grandsire came hobbling slowly into the room.

  "Father." Rhaenyra scolded him for being up when he should be in bed.

  "I'm fine." Viserys waved her off, a bright smile appeared on his weathered face when Rhaella appeared in his sights. She was the embodiment of Rhaenyra and grew more like her each and every day. "My dear you look beautiful."

Rhaella smiled. "Thank you, grandsire."

He had wanted to be the one to walk her to his son given that Laenor was unfortunately not able to be there.

Rhaella slipped her arm through his when he lifted it for her, unable to deny his sweet gesture she began to walk with him as her mother went ahead to find a spot to stand in the throne room.

The walk was slow given the Kings health but Rhaella was happy to walk at any speed.

  "I hope you are as happy as I am, Rhaella." Viserys told her knowing that even though marriage was their duty that she would be happy with the arrangement he had made for her.

Rhaella nodded, her palms starting to sweat when the throne room doors came into sight. "I am, your grace. Aemond has treated me well."

Viserys nodded, seemingly content with her words. At his command, the guards opened the doors allowing all the lords and ladies to lay their eyes upon the King and Princess. Many having traveled far to be here for this moment.

Time seemed to stop when Rhaella glanced up from the path that had been made for her to walk down and caught Aemonds eye that hadn't left her form since the doors opened. In that very moment, he came to the realization that he had never seen someone more beautiful, more kind than her. She made him feel human despite the words of others and how they wondered how she could stand to be around him without the eyepatch.

Coming face to face with one another took their breaths away. Her eyes raked over his form that was covered in green and black with the Targaryen sigil on his chest. Neither one listened as the priest spoke. Aemond reached out to take her hands in his, running his thumb over the back in hopes of soothing her nerves. He could feel her hands shaking in his, casting a soft smile down at her as she returned it.

It was soon time for the vows that they would speak to one another.

  "Now for the vows." The priest announced to the room breaking them out of their trances.

  "Father, smith, warrior, mother, maiden, crone, stranger."

  "I am his and he is mine. From this day, till the end of my days."

  "I am hers and she is mine. From this day, till the end of my days."

The priest closed his book looking upon the prince and princess. "In the presence of Gods and men, I now proclaim Aemond Targaryen of House Targaryen and Rhaella Velaryon of House Velaryon to be man and wife. One heart. One soul. Now and forever."

Rhaella gasped when Aemond cupped the back of her neck and pulled her lips to his, sealing their fate for eternity in that single moment. Separating, Rhaella grinned as her hand rested on his chest and their foreheads touched, breaths mixing while cheers erupted throughout the throne room.

~

  Rhaellas laughter echoed throughout the halls as she hung from Aemonds shoulder having been that way since he scooped her up from her seat at the feast and carried her from the room. He had not wanted to waste a second of getting her to their chambers. Rhaella sucked in a breath when he threw the door to their room open, slowly placing her on her feet.

His hands dropped to her waist to untie the strings of her dress while her hands pushed his leather off his chest along with the tunic underneath.

Rhaella kissed up his chest while he continued pulling on her dress, finally undoing it and stripping her bare. Her braids had since fallen, now messy ringlets resting around her face as he threw her onto the bed. Crawling on top of her he saw the worry of what was to come appear on her face. He leaned down and caught her lips with his, hand crawling into her hair pulling slightly making her moan softly.

He brought his hand down, fingers gliding down her chest and over her stomach down to where she was writhing with want. His fingers stroked her softly, wanting to prepare her for him, wanting her to enjoy it as much as he would.

Rhaella couldn't help the small gasps of air that left her at the feeling of him touching her in a way he never had before, her hand tugged his hair making the man groan from the slight pain of her grip.

He brought his fingers up to his mouth, allowing himself the moment to taste her. The sight made Rhaellas's cheeks turn rosy as her head turned to face away from him. Aemond chuckled at the sight of her shyness.

His hands undid the ties holding his pants up, undoing them he threw them onto the floor with the rest of their clothing. His eye roamed her body taking her in. At that moment she was the only thing in the world that mattered to him.

He slowly crawled his way on top of her, taking her hands in his, and laying them beside her head. Aemond pressed his lips to hers feeling her hand slip down to grip him, his forehead dropping to hers as he pulled away from the kiss. He watched her eyes as she lined him up with her, giving him the permission he was waiting for.

Seeing the tears in her eyes as he pushed in slowly was enough to make him want to stop but she dug her nails into his back, keeping him close and not allowing him to retreat from her body.

Once fully in he gently began to rock against her listening to the small and quiet sounds she made underneath him.

"Faster." She sucked in a breath as he followed her command thrusting into her at a new and quicker pace that made both of them cling to one another.

  "Gods, Rhaella." Aemond grunted into her ear feeling her tighten around him making him draw closer to his end. He hissed when her nails dragged down the skin of his back as her teeth bit softly into his shoulder, trying to silence the sounds that were begging to be released.

Reaching his hand down he rubbed his hand over her nerves hearing her moan loudly at the action.

The knot in her stomach came undone mere seconds later, her arms wrapping around his neck to pull him into her. His thrusts were becoming sloppy and short as his lips pressed against her neck.

Rhaella pressed her lips to his scar when she felt him find his release inside of her. Her hand raked through his hair, the eyepatch having since been tugged off during their time. Pressing soft kisses to the sapphire before he rolled over and took her into his arms, her head resting on his chest.

Pulling the covers up over them, Aemond placed a kiss on the top of her head. Not very surprised when she fell asleep a few moments after, he himself growing tired from the warmth of her resting against him. It wasn't long before the day caught up with him and he was asleep along with her, his arm wrapped tightly around her, keeping her body pressed against him.