" Daenys, you promised you wouldnt leave."
Aegon said whilst he forced her face up from her chin to look up at him.
" Yes, before you decided to usurp my mothers throne."
Daenys replied back sharply.
Aegon then yanked her up whilst grabbing a fist...
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She stood there in the hallway, a shaken mess. Before storming off to her apartments, throwing her heels on the floor and picking up the train of her dress as each step her feet pounded against the hard stone in the castle, Tears were streaming down her eyes once she reached her chamber, and to her luck Aegon was nowhere to be found.
She slammed the door behind her, letting out the most deafening scream one had ever heard, she headed straight towards the corner study as she grabbed the silly pens, letters tossing and throwing them across the chamber, each after a misleading scream.
She wiped her tears angrily heading towards the vase that sat on their nightstand throwing it against the stone wall as it cracked and glass scattered and flew against the floor.
Before she knew it she was grabbing the glasses of wine that also sat on the night stand drinking the wine that remained in the cup and throwing it against the wall once finished which also cracked against the stone wall. The purple filled cup, full of the richest of wines she threw at the door with no hesitation as the bright red liquid spilled everywhere staining the floor and coach.
She stared at the full dresser that stood infornt of her filled with hair tooks, and objects as she pushed them all off with screams, and loud clangs, cracks and clatters.
She angrily tried to gain access to her itchy frazzled hair but only worsened it as it tangled through her fingertips. Opening drawers, tipping over desks and throwing snything she had seen in her way. She tucked at her god forsaken lacy dress as she attempted to get it off of her but it was no use. Before screaming in desperation and a fit of anger. She found a pair of sharp utensils that sat against the dresser as She began to cut through the dress she couldnt give less a shit about as she tore it off her, the green shambled laying a mess in the middle of the ground.
Before sobbing out again, leaving her in only her white garments and white corset, her head was pouding and her now once clean braided hair was frazzled frizzy still in the thick braids with bobby pins scraping against her scalp, tangled in her hair.
She tried to get them out again but it was no use as she sobbed out in pain, she breathed in heavily her head pounding, face drentched with dry, sticky, wet tears.
She had gone crazy as she looked at the room that laid infront of her, her hair, her face, her body. What had happend to her? The once sweet funny sensitive young girl who loved spending time with her brothers, didnt curse, was respectable, she was boring. But far more better then this mess that laid infront of her as she stared at the mirror before tipping it over not wanting to see her own reflection.
It must've been early in the morning and some time had passed, as it was still dark outside but Daeny's knew the late hour had passed. Aegon crept into their chamber silently, as he looked at the mess that sprawled out infront of him, vases cracked, pens and papers all over the floor, dressers tipped over, and the vanity mirror that was flipped over and all the glass had cracked.
