Please 🙏🏻 Daeron / oc ormund’s or gwayn’s daughter or twin sister 🩷🩷🩷 I love you
— The Light of the Seven ⸝⸝
PAIRING : Daeron! Targaryen X Hightower!Reader
TAGS 🔖 : Fluff, SFW, reader same age as daeron, english isn't my first language.
The Stone columns soared upward disappearing into the shadows beneath the great dome while the day light streamed through stained-glass windows washing the white marble floor in ribbons of sapphire, crimson and gold.
Statues of the Seven stood in solemn rows along the hall each surrounded by flickering candles whose flames burned steadily against the chill of the ancient stone.
The air was heavy with the scent of beeswax and incense, the only sounds that could be heard were the hushed whispers of the prayers and the soft echo of footsteps upon the polished marble.
You cleared your throat discreetly announcing your presence. The prince looked up at once tracing the seven-pointed star over his chest finishing his prayer.
You smiled and stepped closer “I hope I have not disturbed you”.
He shook his head raising from his knees gracefully “You haven't”. he muttered giving a warm smile.
Turning back towards the two guards who had accompanied you, you said politely
“We'd like to have some privacy please if you wouldn't mind waiting outside the sept”.
Neither man moved they exchanged a hesitant glance, You let out a low sigh before strolling to Daeron.
“Or... if you'd be kind enough to give me your names, I'll ask my father to speak with you himself”.
The guards' eyes widened ever so slightly they glimpsed at each other before bowing respectfully.
They withdrew from the hall, the heavy doors closed behind them, allowing silence to settle over the Starry Sept once more.
“What did you pray for?”. you chuckled when the young prince offered his elbow gallantry and you looped your arm through his as you both started walking together.
“I can't tell you”. he simply giggled, adjusted his hold.
You snorted playfully, peeked at him listlessly “Why not? I will tell you what I asked the gods this morning”.
“Will you?”. he raised his eyebrows.“Well let's see.... for.. my family health and happiness and... for a short winter.. and for that... the war might be ended before its first battle is ever fought... your turn”. you said teasing.
“A prayer is meant for the ears of the Seven alone. Were I to speak of it.... it would no longer be a prayer”. He grined his tone carrying a gentle rebuke.
“Sounds like my father would say that”. you rolled your eyes.
“Well he's a wise man”. he remarked. You let go of his arm when the prince stepped before you to open the the heavy oaken doors.
The day light poured over you side by side, you descended the broad stone steps into the square before the Sept where the faithful drifted away in hushed murmurs.
Your carriage stood waiting at the edge of the square flanked by a handful of guards but then the sunlight vanished beneath a vast shadow like powerful gusts swept over you with every thunderous beat of colossal wings.
Without realizing it, you tightened your hold on Daeron's sleeve instinctively seeking shelter in him. The guards stiffened and fell back a pace, while the wind tore your veil from your head.
The prince caught your veil before the wind could steal it away and returned it to you with soft beam.
Your heart hammered in your chest. Was it the dragon's descent... or the sudden realization that your fingers were still tightly grabbing his forearm?
You released him slowly, the heat immediately rose to your cheeks.“My apologies.” you murmured accepting the veil from his hands.
Tessarion padded toward her rider with slow, measured steps her sapphire eyes settling upon you as though weighing your worth.
Your father's warnings echoed in your mind. “Never trust a dragon, they are savage and dangerous beasts”.
Just as you instinctively started to step back, Daeron gently took your hand.
“She will not harm you”. he said with calm assurance“Have no fear my lady”.
You lifted your gaze to his face then to the Blue Queen, before taking a hesitant step forward.
Daeron stepped toward his dragon, resting his hand against her cobalt blue scales. His palm moved slowly over them beneath his touch the dragon seemed to ease, the tension leaving her body.
Gathering your courage you edged closer, slow and cautious. Your eyes flicked from the beast to him.
A quiet chuckle escaped him he beckoned you nearer with small wave of his hand.
“Come closer she won't eat you”.
You frowned, giving him a glare. You refused to let him see just how frightened you truly were.
With trembling fingers, you reached toward her azure scales. Your heart pounded fastly in your chest and your ears rang so fiercely.
The tips of your fingers brushed against her scales,they were surprisely supple than you had imagined.
Before you could draw your hand away, Daeron's settled gently over yours encouraging you to stay a little longer.
“See? it would seem she's taken a liking to you”.
@𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐓𝐀𝐑 : 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐄𝐁𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐄..
— 📋author note : thank you sm baby luv u too and if you've made it this far thanks for reading have a wonderful day 🦋✨.
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