His attentions had been caught by the scene outside the window, where he watched half in a trance the ecliptic of the sun as it sank behind the line of the sea, pulling brilliant blues and rich indigoes with it, until the sky had turned a murky blue-black punctuated by the stars. He had hardly heard his sister enter, but it was with more pleasure than surprise that he greeted her, and a reverent bow of his head to the woman who was also his wife and his most trusted other half.
“It’s a wonder that you should ask me that,” he mused with a rueful smile. “You and Rhaneys both work so tirelessly, that’s it’s embarrassing to have you ask after me, as though I had any hardship to be concerned over.”
“Sit,” he invited, his tone warm in spite of how clipped the command cam, gesturing to the empty place beside him on the overstuffed chaise. “Have you eaten? Would you like the valet to bring your supper here?”
‘ it is not a wonder, dear husband. you are the king of this realm. ‘ a small smile was offered in his direction. she would perhaps defend both her siblings until her last breath, even over trivial matters as such. no matter how subtle. however, that did not mean that a careful scolding was not in order every now and then. after all, it was visenya.
the targaryen nodded at his beckon, seating herself beside him. ‘ there is no need to fuss over me, i am fine. i shall eat later when i sense my hunger has returned. ‘ the woman leaned back slightly to aid her comfort, lilac eyes gazing to the window where he too had been captivated by the beautiful sight.
‘ the stars shine bright on this night. ‘ visenya commented, a rare look of delicateness on her usually hardened features. she had always admired astronomy and how the night sky appeared. it was also around that time when she enjoyed dragonriding the most. it brought a sense of tranquility that could not be found elsewhere.
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