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Ire And Desire - Aemond Targaryen

Ire And Desire - Aemond Targaryen

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The members of the royal family as well as the lords and ladies of the court were each partaking in festive activities such as dancing, drinking, and conversing; all of whom seemed to be enjoying themselves greatly.All, except for the two individuals whose betrothal was being celebrated."I have always dreamed of coming here and getting to know you folks, but now that I did, I find myself regretful of such naive wishes." Yelaena stated with indifference."Are the circumstances not to your liking, Princess?" Aemond scoffed."Not in the slightest bit." She admitted truthfully."You will learn to live with your discontent, Lady Wife.""Betrothed." The latter corrected.Neither spoke nor glanced at the other until she started laughing discreetly, causing him to turn his head in her direction, catching his first glimpse of her for the first time that evening."And you will learn to sleep with one eye open, Prince Aemond," she said, her wordplay intentional and her smile as innocent as her tone of voice, "for my mind shall know no peace and my body no rest until my cup is filled with blood poured from your still-beating heart."He stared at her as she brought her chalice goblet to her lips, eye wide in shock provoked by the crudeness of her words, unsuitable for the mouth of a lady, but fit for that of a man as cruel as Maegor himself. At that moment, anyone looking their way would have believed that the Prince was courting his soon-to-be wife and the latter was laughing modestly at his jests; at least that was the impression they were giving. None would have guessed that the delightful thing that is Yelaena Targaryen was delivering extremely visual threats to one of the most minacious men in Westeros.The Prince shifted his attention to the guests once more, displaying an amused smirk."If that is your way of asking for a Valyrian wedding, then your wish is my command." He replied, taking a sip from his own beverage.…

Mind Your Manners - Anthony Bridgerton

Mind Your Manners - Anthony Bridgerton

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"Anthony, allow me to introduce you to Lady Isabella Wallis and her granddaughter, Miss Daria Wallis"He looks at his mother with anger burning in his eyes for a split second before putting his mask of a polite gentleman back on. "What an honor to finally meet you, Lady Wallis. I hope that your trip to Bath was one of the most pleasant" He says after kissing my grandmother's hand, not addressing me the slightest glance. "It was very delectable, indeed, but unfortunately, it had to come to an end sooner than expected due to my granddaughter's debut this season"Bridgerton finally looks at me, surprise visible on his features, recognizing my familiar face instantly.He clearly remembers the events of our last encounter. "My Lord" I state before bowing in the most ungraceful way intentionally."Miss Wallis. Pleasure." The man answers with a nod.His mother nudges his side with her elbow in such a discrete way that if I didn't have the habit of paying attention to details, I wouldn't have noticed."A dance, Miss Wallis?" Bridgerton adds, offering both his hand and a look of disdain that was disrespectful enough for me to drop my act of a proper lady and unleash my natural self. "I would rather d-"Before I could even finish my sentence, a painful sting settles on my skin. My grandmother, while keeping a warm smile on display, was pinching the back of my arm, twisting the flesh between her fingers. She gets closer to my ear and whispers in a voice so low that no one other than me is able to hear: "Mind your manners."With watery eyes, I put on a fake smile and meet the viscount's eyes again. "I would be delighted, my lord"…

Le Tableau

Le Tableau

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"Elle qui a toujours rêvé de peindre un dieu grec"…