queenxvisenya [ continued from x ]
It was a long time since she saw a battle on her own eyes. After her first miscarriage her brother and husband, Aegon, strictly forbid her combat and using her sword in general, overwhelmed by fear of his male heirs. However this time she couldn’t keep her promise - the young queen dressed up as a knight and followed others to the battle, leaving the Red Keep and her Targaryen brother. After the battle - she couldn’t believe that Aegon succeed in forcing her to give up the thrill of the fight - she fetch herself some woman clothes, since few knights who already recognized her, offered that they would escort her back to the castle, but only in her female gown.
Ser Tylan’s arms felt save, and she found comfort she was seeking for so long, even for a little moment. It must have been wine, but she really felt happy in his company. “ No, there is nothing to forgive, so. You fought bravely and I am glad you’re unharmed. “
“I am glad that you are unharmed as well. You fought with glory and honor riding on your back.” His words dripped out of his mouth like thick honey. “A right true honor to have the dragon queen to lead us.” He was not a knight who questioned a queen’s choices. She had time and time again proven herself in battle. In fact, she was a braver and better warrior than most men in this camp. And Tylan admired her for it.
He reached over past her to lay a firm hand on the jug of wine. “More for my queen.” He filled her goblet to the brim. Then he filled his own, taking a large mouthful. A smile spread across his face as the alcohol sat. “We are fortunate to have a queen as beautiful and fierce as fire itself.”