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after a talk with her father, visenys went out of his chambers to go to the throne room as she is informed that her uncle or bethroted was there, Daemon.
Ser jason opened the door and looked at visenys concerned. "do not worry, i'll be fine" he nodded and closed the door. Visenys walked down the short stairs still eyeing the prince
"Issa ābrazȳrys" my wife, he grinned looking at visenys. "kepus" she called, "why are you sitting on that throne? you should be careful, father will execute you for treason" visenys stopped her steps when she is in front of him. He looks at her amused and smirked
"have your father told you?" daemon asks and she nodded. "Do you not like it?" daemon asks and she shooks her head. "I think it is fine with me" she grinned, "rhaenyra was here minutes ago and she told me that the tournament was not for me, it was for your brother? the heir?" he asks unamused. "surely it is" she replied
daemon stood up from the throne and walked down to visenys. "Nyke emagon mirros syt ao" i have something for you, visenys raised an eyebrow. Daemon took out a necklace, it was a pretty and unique necklace. Visenys touched it to observe it a little before daemon pull it out
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"its..grandmother's necklace?" visenys asks, daemon lightly nodded. "turn around, love" daemon whispered, visenys did as he says and holds her hair to not bother daemon as he is putting the necklace on her. Visenys turned to look daemon again
