all it took for her to say was “i need you, uncle.” and then he lost it.
“rather than mourn her late husband, rhaenyra at last wed her uncle, prince daemon. in the last days of 120 AC.”
“those at the tourney cheered—but none more loudly than rhaenyra, who loved her dashing uncle well. more than well, perhaps.” fire & blood
evening! tho the video option is already available, i'm having some troubles posting. it fails when i try. i hope it won't delay so much and soon i'm posting edits of our pookies. 🫶
