NXTHERO

"I   never   figure   you   Ironborns   one   to   follow   the   rules,   foolish   or   not."   She   is   different,   a   Lannister   and   a   Baratheon   and   a   princess   at   that,   rules   is   how   she   sees   the   world;   show   Myrcella   the   chessboard   and   she   will   perfectly   place   everyone   where   it   would   be   most   beneficial   for   all   of   them.   Even   Harry.   Once   her   mother   had   been   gone   and   out   of   the   picture,   she   had   hoped,   prayed,   that   he   would   come   for   her.   Perhaps,   with   the   knowledge   of   House   Greyjoy   slowly   dying   down   and   needing   new   numbers,   Asha   would   let   Myrcella   bring   forth   Harry   as   a   candidate   of   a   new   lord.   Most   beneficial   sure,   and   in   her   heart,   it   would   suit   her   best.   Let   the   ironborn   be   close   the   iron   throne   and   Harry   close   to   her   heart.  

He   had   stolen   it   a   year   ago   and   never   dare   to   return   it,   the   scoundrel.   The   princess   looks   over   ,a   smile   on   her   lips   at   his   jest.   "I   been   known   to   be   capable   of   swaying   dishonorable   men.   That's   the   real   danger   of   us   princesses,   you   know."   Her   power   lays   in   her   mind,   despite   what   her   mother   could   tell   her   a   long   ago.   Though,   of   course,   her   beauty   was   another   weapon   that   could   be   used   if   properly   done,   and   she   had   learned   from   the   best   in   the   realms.   "You   came   all   across   the   realm   to   see   me.   .   .I   guess   you   missed   me   more,   Captain."  

ㅤㅤㅤHE LAUGHS, FOR HE KNOWS SHE SPEAKS TRUTH IN THAT MATTER. Nothing entices men like him more than the beauty and grace of a woman like her. His is a life of savagery and iron, crossed swords and the salt of the ocean wind and spilled blood. Hers is silk and gold, words that charm with honey and a princess that presents herself as a more carefully crafted piece of art than the paintings on the walls. Who wouldn't die to have her? To his people, anything that is yours must be bought by the Iron Price. The sea does not barter with coin and neither do the Ironborn. If you want something, you must take it for yourself. And he wants her.

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ I think I know that better than anyone. You must have put a spell on me, you dangerous woman, ❞ he jests, but in truth, her wit can cut sharper than any blade, her words better at control than any sorcerer's magic. ❝ Aye, I did miss you more. ❞ He crossed an ocean for her, and he would have gone father if he needed to. If she was on the other side of Essos, then that's where he would be, no matter how far he had to go to get to her. Anything just to kiss her again, the feel of her lips against his a balm for an ache that's twisted at him for far too long. But it seems she's not content with one kiss, and his eyes come alight, a playful twitch at the corner of his mouth.

(updated September 16th, 2023)

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