𝗕𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗗𝗦 I AEMOND & AEGON TARGARYEN

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𝐴𝑢𝑟𝑜𝑟𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠, 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑟𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑠𝑎𝑑. 𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑚 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟. 𝐵𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑠ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠. 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑤𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑢𝑙.

"𝐼𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡, 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑟𝑦 𝑔𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑒. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑦, 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼'𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑠𝑡."

𝗪𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝘆 𝗠𝗮𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗔𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗧𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝘆𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝟮31 𝗔𝗖. 𝗔𝗻 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗲𝗿𝗽𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 '𝗕𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀', 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗼𝗳 a 𝗧𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝘆𝗲𝗻, 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗔𝘂𝗿𝗼𝗿𝗮 𝗧𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝘆𝗲𝗻. 𝟭𝟬𝟬 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗗𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗗𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗼𝗻𝘀.

Aurora stared into the mirror while the servant behind her brushed her hair and plaited it the way all Dornish girls wore it. Her fingers slid gently through her soft hair and a tingling sensation spread through her body. How strange that it felt beautiful when someone else played with her hair, but it caused no reaction in her when she did it herself. The servant smiled at her through the mirror and Aurora returned her smile.