Now that her gloves were gone, he would find her biting at her fingers again once he arrived. Little surprise he would meet her with a colorful jape of his own, it eases more of her concern away, as she could only smirk and roll her eyes a little. However it might appear to the other guests, the last thing she fears is what might be waiting for her in the bridal bed. Had they not already shared something privately before, perhaps she'd be apprehensive. Though, between brothers, Rhaenyra and court, she would never be as innocent as other highborn ladies kept far from King's Landing.
The embrace is a level of gentleness that she didn't expect from Daemon Targaryen, especially not this night. He was never a brute, but putting her mind at ease seemed as if it would be a boring task. There were other things to look forward to and while he hadn't wanted to plan the wedding, he had enjoyed the night far more than anyone. "If nothing interrupts the night, then we will be able to rest. He doesn't want to risk a dragon in my belly." Which was why she thought poisoned sheets would be the most likely response. Kill him or them both before any act was done.
She does feel him against her and knows well how patient he's been for this. With no mistress or whore and only the memory of that secret room, he was likely more than eager. After so much anxious waiting, she needed to be freed from her tightly coiled state. "I'm not about to scream," she gave him a pointed look. "I'll make you scream first."
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Date: 2022-08-26 01:48 pm (UTC)The embrace is a level of gentleness that she didn't expect from Daemon Targaryen, especially not this night. He was never a brute, but putting her mind at ease seemed as if it would be a boring task. There were other things to look forward to and while he hadn't wanted to plan the wedding, he had enjoyed the night far more than anyone. "If nothing interrupts the night, then we will be able to rest. He doesn't want to risk a dragon in my belly." Which was why she thought poisoned sheets would be the most likely response. Kill him or them both before any act was done.
She does feel him against her and knows well how patient he's been for this. With no mistress or whore and only the memory of that secret room, he was likely more than eager. After so much anxious waiting, she needed to be freed from her tightly coiled state. "I'm not about to scream," she gave him a pointed look. "I'll make you scream first."