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everything looked so small from up here. so simple, so insignificant to agonize over the way he had been for the last few minutes as he stood on the balcony to watch the dying lights of the setting sun. newly crowned, and already he could feel himself crumble under the weight of the steel he never did wish to wield. a shaky sigh parted downturned lips. & he lowered his gaze to the people below once again.

he knew he would look just as small to them had they looked up—

then there were a pair of arms around his waist, steadying him. grounding him to the moment instead of a ( perhaps not so ) distant future where he might look small to even those around him.

a kiss followed, and he could sense its warmth even through his thick doublet. he did not feel so small when she was close by, he realized then.

she  is  in  a  gown  of  encrusted  crimson  and  gold,  filigreed  with  loops  '  n  '  swirls  ─  the  emblem's  of  her  two  great  houses  stitched  into  the  bodice.  cup  in  hand,  filled  and  refilled  long  into  morn  where  splashes  of  burnt  orange  have  only  begun  to  kiss  the  horizon.  margaery  tyrell  is  the  sweetest  of  company,  soft  mouthed  and  eager  grinned  ─  radiating  a  warmth  baela  had  oft  found  lacking  in  high  born's.  they're  stiff-tongued,  dull-eyed,  tedious  company  come  moments  between  breaking  fast  and  midday.  talk  of  tapestries  and  needlework  left  lids  heavy,  mouth  slack  with  disinterest  as  she  stared  ever  ahead.  counting  stones  'pon  walls  that  were  as  ancient  as  the  beasts  they  took  to  mount.

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𝕬𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖇𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖟𝖊𝖓, Aegon showed little shame for his actions and hardly ever showed restraint. He would act and speak on impulse, chasing after whatever hedonistic desires he wished to see carried through without thought for consequences. Right now, feeling pleasantly tipsy while the wine supplied a light buzz, he simply wanted Margaery--and not specifically in the way that he typically sought woman out, though he most certainly wouldn't be opposed if it proceeded in such a direction. He enjoyed her company, the way she spoke to him and the gentle touches she'd offer, her good sense of humour and that sweet smile upon those soft lips.

One hand against the small of her back, Aegon swiftly but gently pulled her towards him until she was right where he wanted her. His other hand took hold of her own dainty one, fingers curling around it while he began to gently sway with her atop the balcony overlooking Kings Landing. The night was warm with a soft breeze, the kind that made midnight walks pleasant and peaceful beneath the velvety, starry sky.

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She   stood   tall,   her   silver   hair   billowing   in   the   wind   as   her   dragon,   Moondancer,   hovered   protectively   behind   her.   Her   violet   eyes,   sharp   and   discerning,   fixed   upon   the   approaching   figure   of   Margaery   Tyrell.   She   moved   with   a   grace   that   seemed   almost   unnatural,   her   delicate   steps   barely   stirring   the   grass   beneath   her   feet.   She   learned   not   to   trust   first   impressions.   Margaery's   beauty   was   renowned   across   the   realm,   but   Baela   remained   unimpressed.   She   could   not   forget   the   Tyrells'   silence   following   the   brutal   deaths   of   her   stepbrother,   Prince   Lucerys,   and   her   grandmother,   Princess   Rhaenys.  

The   Hightowers'   machinations   had   left   a   bitter   taste   in   Baela's   mouth,   and   the   Tyrells'   close   association   with   them   only   deepened   her   distrust.   Baela   inclined   her   head   slightly,   acknowledging   the   greeting   without   warmth.   "Lady   Margaery,"   she   replied,   her   tone   cool.   "If   we   are   to   use   proper   titles   I   believe   mine   should   be   Princess."   Baela's   eyes   narrowed   going   straight   to   the   deal   itself,   her   father's   temper   slipping   through.