Horas
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Post by Horas on Jan 27, 2014 18:12:28 GMT -5
"Wait," Aegon said before she left. "You deserve to know this. You know that with Ser Hector dead, I will have my choice of bride. I will not choose you." With Aemy, perhaps, Aegon would have had to worry about hurt feelings and dampened ambitions. But Rhaena would not feel the same way, and Aegon hoped she would appreciate him telling her honestly. "I think it is better for both of us."
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Post by Queen Rhaena Targaryen on Jan 27, 2014 18:15:16 GMT -5
Rhaena let out a laugh, not a bitter one but a genuine one, "If you had wanted to, I would have refused, you could not bundle me down into a Sept for all the gold in the Black Bank, but thank you for telling me. Who, as your sister, is it you are thinking on asking."
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Post by Horas on Jan 27, 2014 18:24:37 GMT -5
Aegon actually grinned with genuine relief. "Then let's thank every god that we're of a like mind. That's what... nineteen, plus however many the Northmen worship?" Aegon smiled again. "I wish you well with Maekar... or whoever you choose in the end. As for myself, I think it would be improper to tell you before I ask the lady, so if you do not mind I will keep it to myself for now."
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Post by Queen Rhaena Targaryen on Jan 27, 2014 18:31:02 GMT -5
"Whoever it is, I hope the King will approve," she said, smiling back at him, "with your leave ser, I shall go find a maester,"
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Post by Horas on Jan 27, 2014 18:32:58 GMT -5
"Heal well, sister," Aegon nodded as she left.
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all alone and also really bored 
Hopefully going to kickstart the festival too