Chapter Ten

                                    

                                          
I slipped my rings on my fingers as my hand maiden braided my hair. My mother was helping Heleana dress this morning as she had woken up flustered. Mother had picked out a dark green dress with gold detailing and a golden waistline.  " How are you feeling, princess?" Elina asked, giving me small glances through my mirror. " Nervous, I know Lord Vaemond is going to say something he will regret in court. Whether my father is present or not, Daemon will not let anyone speak ill of his family.". 
I tied my gold necklace and fixed it as Elina finished pinning my hair in place. " I always found the man to be vain," Elina sighed, pushing some of my white hair over my shoulders. I looked at Elina in the mirror with a smile " That could be taken as treason" " It's a good thing I'm friends with a princess then" she gave a cheeky smile back making me laugh. 
I ran my fingers through the ends of my hair before giving myself a hard look in the mirror. Mother insisted we wore green today, even though our house is Targaryen she still wishes for us to wear her house colours. It infuriates me sometimes. 
" Court will be starting soon, Princess. we should be on our way
". " Of course, the sooner we get this mess dealt with, the better.". 
I made my way to the throne room by myself. There was no need to take Elina from her free time, and we still had plenty of time before court was to start, so I knew my mother would be getting Aegon and Heleana ready. I enjoyed my slow walk through the walls in silence. It was calming.
" Good morning, princess.". I let out a soft sigh as I turned, Lord Vaemond smiling at me. " Good morning, Lord Vaemond.". " Can I say you look beautiful in that dress?". " Thank you, my Lord.". " Might I escort you to court?" ." No, thank you, I can walk myself.". " We are headed the same way, princess. we might as well walk together.". Lord Vaemond smiled, standing closer to me, his hand on my waist. 
" Remove your hand from me. I will not ask a second time.". " Forgive me, princess. I merely wish to be closer to you.". I stopped in my tracks and turned to  Vaemond. " I'm afraid I must apologise to you, Lord Vaemond.". " Apologise for what, princess?" Vaemond asked with a smile. 
" I seem to have given you the wrong idea yesterday. During our delightful conversation.". " You mean when I said I would have you as my wife.". He smiled, " Yes," I smiled. " I'll admit I froze at your boldness, sir. I wasn't expecting you to be so forward about wanting me as your wife. However, I thought it was only right that I told you that I would never be your wife.". 
Lord Vaemonds face fell in surprise. " Excuse me, princess?", " I would never marry you, Lord Vaemond, no matter what the Queen or King say.". " I appreciate your boldness, princess. However, I can demand this request from the Queen and Lord Hand.". I sighed. " My apologies, Lord Vaemond, perhaps you don't understand what I mean.".
" Tell me what it is you mean, princess.". " Demand my hand in marriage again, and I will cut your tongue from your throat.". Lord Vaemond froze, his eyes wide as he stared at my serious face.
" I must agree with my sister, my lord.". Aemond smirked behind Vaemond. " You demand for her hand again, and I'll cut your throat.". " You told your brother of our conversation? Is that why you are so aggressive, princess?". " Not at all, I don't need my brother to threaten you on my behalf. I could kill you where you stand right now and not blink an eye.".
" This is outrageous, I am a guest here under your house.". " I completely agree, Lord Vaemond.". Aegon popped up beside me. " How my sister is speaking to you is definitely not the way a princess should speak to her guest.". " Thank you, my prince.". " However, I don't mind getting blood on my hands for her. Call me overprotective if you will, " Aegon smirked. 
" You see, Lord Vaemond, I may be a princess of the realm. When I am grown, I will do my duty, I will provide heirs to Westeros, who will carry on my blood and whomever they wed. But I will never have a man demand anything from me. Let alone demand my hand in marriage.". 
" House Targaryen owes House Velaryon a Targaryen bride.". Vaemond snapped at me. " That seems to be your excuse. However, I have a different theory. I think you are a grown man who was taken no wife. You have come here to my house to speak to my family about claiming a birthright you think you have. My mother and grandfather take my older sister as a mother of bastards just like you, so you think if they give you Driftwood, then you can also demand a Targaryen bride so they will just hand me over to you.". 
I stared down Lord Vaemond " I think you are just a sad old fool who wants to fuck a princess, or you like that I am young and have taken no men yet, unlike you of course who pays for whores to satisfy yourself. You hope to be the one to claim me? Is that what you want, Lord Vaemond? Is your ego that big you think I will let you fuck me and take my innocence?".
Lord Vaemonds face was angry now, he stood forward and stared down at me. " When you are my wife I will fuck this attitude from you and you will lie there and take it.". I sighed " You haven't been paying attention my Lord.". Aegon smirked. 
Aemond pulled his knife from his belt. " Not now, Aemond." I smiled up at him. " We will see what happens during court. Then we will do what is necessary.". The three of us turned on our feet and made our way into the throne room, and stood next to our mother and Heleana. 
Our grandfather, Lord Otto Hightower, sat the throne today as he did most days now. A smile on his face as Lord Vaemond made his way into the room, glaring daggers at me. " You threatened him, Visenya?" ," You know me too well, grandfather.". I smiled. " What did he say?" " He demanded my hand in marriage. When I refused, he said he would demand it from you, Lord Hand.".  " How did he take your refusal?" Grandfather asked quietly. " He said when he gets what he wants. He will fuck my attitude from me and he will make sure I lie there and take it.". 
" Aemond let him keep his head?" " For now" Aemond smirked. " It's a shame you didn't spill your secret. I can only imagine the look on his face if he found out Aemond was been fucking you dear sister.". Aegon smirked. Mother turned to Aegon with a look that could kill. " Aemond beds you?" Grandfather asked." He does. ", " Good, make more Targaryens.". " Father, you know we are marrying Visenya off to another house.". Mother sighed.
" Viserys wants to marry her off to Aegon. Just let her marry Aemond. If Viserys wants to, he can just make Aegon and Visenya have a babe or two together and make his dream come true.".