Snow Ghost [Jaime Lannister]

Chapter III . Family Distance

It's evening after sunset we had our lunch and I am sitting with Daeron in his chamber. Daeron lights some candles "Make yourself busy tomorrow or go to bed early"

I ask "Why?"

"Theon will bring the girls."

I roll my eyes "For Jon"

Daeron pulls me from the chair as he sits on the bed "Yes, he won't be a virgin all his life."

I stand between his legs "He won't" Daeron strokes my cheeks, I lean on his hand "Every time you do it___" Before I continue speaking, Daeron kisses me passionately. I kiss him back and he pushes me gently to the bed.

Daeron sits on top of me touching my body and I smile closing my eyes about his fingers moving on my body. Daeron leans kissing me, and moving to my neck, kissing it. 

I moan from his kisses but he stops  "What?"

"We can't risk like the last time, You're still maiden"

I sigh "Fine" I bite my lip "Can we continue kissing only" I kiss his neck "I'm sure I will still be a maiden"

Daeron laughs and continues kissing each other "Why I can't be away from you?" 

I kiss his neck and I open his shirt smirking "Because of my magic" 

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Narrator POV

It's sunset, In the dressing room, Daenerys (17) stands by the window, staring out at the bay of Pentos, where shirtless Fishermen haul nets full of wriggling, fish from their boats onto the docks. The setting sun silhouettes the brick towers of the Free City; intricate and colorful geometric patterns decorate their bulbous domes.

Daenerys is a beautiful girl but nobody has bothered to tell her. She is awkward in her own skin, unaware of how rare her violet eyes and lush silver hair really are.

"Where's my sweet sister?" Viserys (20) steps into the room, a gaunt young man with nervous hands and a feverish look in his pale eyes. He holds a lilac gown in his hands "A gift from Illyrio. Touch it. Go on. Feel the fabric"