บท 45: The Red Keep III
(Rhaegon's POV)
I sighed, "Man...." I said as I leaned against the rail of my balcony, "Yet again, Morghul does as he wishes..."
It was nightfall, after spending half a day at the pit and the other at the Kingswood, I felt really exhausted. Monica was unsuccessful in claiming the dragon, but she learned a lot and wasn't hurt. It was good progress, really.
There was a lot in my mind, the whole deal with the Three-Eyes, Dorne, this sudden talk of a Pretender across the sea, and now Mother....it was surreal, being told I was going to have another sibling. I don't know if it was excitement or worry that I felt.
Then there's the whole deal with Viserys. He's going to be here soon and I rather not deal with him at the moment. He's the definition of extreme. When I saw him at Aunt Daenerys's feast, he quickly made his way to me to compare our valyrian swords. He claimed that the only reason I got the slightly bigger one was because he didn't like bastard swords.
He was shit-faced drunk by the time he arrived and I decided to leave.
I hung my head down, "Man...." I said, "What am I going to do?"
"Yes, what are you going to do?" I heard a voice say
I jumped up and turned around, "What?"
I saw Myrcella, in her night-gown, yet again.
"Hello, Ser Rhaegon." She said with a smile
I began to sweat, "P-Princess..." I said in a hushed tone as I hurriedly walked to her, "What are you doing?! You're going to get me in trouble! This isn't Duskendale....."
She placed her hand on my arm, "I wanted to see you...." She said softly, "Alone...."
I felt a slight chill as she touched me, I didn't know what to think of it.
"Myrcella...." I said as I gulped
She looked at me, her daring purple eyes alluring me completely.
"Ser Rhaegon..." She said as she ran her hand up to my shoulder, "Why are you going to Dorne?"
I backed up a bit, "I...." I cleared my throat, "Business...."
"Is that so?" She said as she grabbed my hand, "Say, Ser Rhaegon.....did you not like it?"
"Like what?" I asked
"Our kiss." She told me as she gave me a smile
I frowned, "I..." I said
"Do you love me?" she asked so suddenly
I blinked, "What?"
"I certainly love you." She said as she rubbed my hand, "Why would you go to Dorne and have three Sands when you can stay here and have me?"
I looked at her, a strong realization coming to my mind, "What?" I said, "How do you know that?"
"I hear them...the whispers..." She said softly as she looked at me
I pulled my hand away, "These aren't your words, are they?" I asked her, "Princess, this is your Grandsire speaking."
She frowned, "What?"
I gave her a serious look, "This screams Tywin." I told her, "Why else would I-"
She covered my mouth, giving me a sad scowl, "Why would you think that of me?" She whispered as a tear ran down her cheek, "I am not trying to fool you, Rhaegon...I do love you....."
I gently grabbed her hand and moved it away, "Myrcella." I said, "I beg of you....do not lie to me."
"I'm not lying..." She said as she lowered her hand, "I....Rhaegon....what would it take for you to believe me?"
"Is Tywin telling you to speak these words to me?" I asked her, "Please, answer truthfully...."
She looked down, "It doesn't matter...." she sniffed, "I know what this looks like...I...Rhaegon I don't want to be married off to some common lord as a complimentary prize....I...I want to marry the man I love....the man I've loved since I was a girl."
I looked at her as she wiped her eyes, "But Myrcella..." I said
"It's been hard for me, Rhaegon." She said, "I don't care if you think this is me trying to manipulate you or anything. I won't deny that grandfather has wanted me to gain your favor.....for his own gains....but....It's true, Rhaegon, my feelings are true."
She looked at me as her eyes were full of tears.
"Every single day for years...it's been nothing but the enduring of gazes from people, highborn and commoner alike, they....looked down at me...called me bastard....simply because I don't have my father's hair...nor a dragon.." She continued, "Every. Single. Day. And where were you? Out in the world, doing what you love, being free. You fought in a rebellion, you went to fight Dorne's warrior prince, you went across the sea with my Uncle and fought a bunch of horse-riding warriors, you.....you've gone out on your dragon and enjoyed your life while I stayed here, locked in this Keep...alone."
"Myrcella, You are no-" I started
"I have been alone!" She cut me off, "Aunt Daenerys is gone, away to Winterfell because she is about to marry...and you...You're never here.....You're never anywhere...You claim to be a proud Knight of The Seven Kingdoms, upholding oaths and whatnot. But what about your oath to me? Have you forgotten that one?"
I looked at her, "What?" I said as tears ran down her cheeks
"You..." She sniffed, "You told me...you said you vowed to stay by my side forever....that you'll love me until your final breath.....have you forgotten that oath?"
I widened my eyes, remembering those words from 12 years ago. I was Five, she was Four.
"W-We were children...." I said softly, "We didn't know any better, Myrcella.....and I didn't mean it like-"
"I don't care, Rhaegon!" She cried as she looked at me, "I.....I am your Princess and I command you to uphold that Oath, do not leave me here alone!"
She jumped at me, embracing me tightly as she sobbed, her body trembling as she cried into my chest.
Either she was an acting prodigy, this being one of her performances....or this was real.....her real feelings....disregarding the fact that Tywin had sent her. He probably sent her to kiss me back at Duskendale.
I gently wrapped my arms around her and looked down at her, "I....." I said, "I'm sorry, Princess...."
"Don't leave me...." She said softly, "I...I don't think I'll ever have one....a dragon....if....if you marry me, then maybe I won't be questioned as a Targaryen...."
I patted her head gently, "I'm sorry, Myrcella..." I said, "I did in fact make that Oath....I won't be able to keep it...I'm sorry....but we must all do our duties...myself included...."
She looked at me, "I don't want you to....and I don't want to do my duty...." she said softly, "I want you.....only you...."
It was quite convenient that Tywin's granddaughter had an "Affection" for me.....The Lord Hand has always been open about his concern with Viserys's standing as Heir. If he can get Myrcella to marry me, then maybe he'll push to have Myrcella installed as heir, her being the King's eldest daughter and securing his blood on the throne.
It was quite...Him...
Maybe she was truly in love with me, I don't know. What I do know is that I was stuck in a terrible position.
I have never known where my heart lay.....did I love Daenerys? Or did I love the idea of Daenerys being by my side as we adventure together? Was it romantic? Or was it just that she was like a sister?
Why was I thinking of Daenerys?
Perhaps I did have an affection for her. I need to quickly move on from her, she's no longer available for me or anyone.
"Myrcella." I said softly, "I'm going to Dorne....your Father commanded it. I will take those three as Paramours to secure an alliance with Dorne....It has to be done...for the sake of the realm."
"It's not enough of a reason to leave me." She sniffed
"Duty is always more than enough of a reason to-" I started
"No. I refuse." She said, "I want you, I've always wanted you. Nobody else. I don't want anyone else."
"I...." I said, "I'm sorry."
"You can still marry me." she said as she embraced me tightly, "You can have them as your lovers, I don't care. I just want to be yours, nobody else's. I don't trust anyone else in this world..."
"It's not up to me...." I said as I hugged her,
"It never was."
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