FIRE MEETS GASOLINE ↠ RHAEGAR TARGARYEN

THE WOLF MAIDEN

"There's always another storm. It's the way the world works. Snowstorms, rainstorms, windstorms, sandstorms, and firestorms. Some are fierce and others are small. You have to deal with each one separately, but you need to keep an eye on what's brewing for tomorrow."

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Chapter Five

The Wolf Maiden

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Despite feeling like the tension was suffocating her, Seraphina Fireborn couldn't help but blink in response to what Rhaegar Targaryen said.

What else could she possibly say without getting her head cut off for being disrespectful?

Lucerys Velaryon was very reluctant to see what the Prince was looking at but Lucerys already knew who was the one that caught the dragons attention. For a quick second, Lucerys was reminded of the first time he saw Vaella and Rickard Stark together in Driftmark. They two stared at each other with so much passion that it felt as though you were intruding by just being with them.

He felt his blood run cold, as he watched Rhaegar's eyes darken as he stared Seraphina straight in her eye, and despite the situation being grave to Lucerys, he couldn't help but be proud of his niece as she stared at Rhaegar Targaryen with equal vigour. Seraphina Fireborn was definitely her mother's daughter and that itself scared Lucerys.

Seraphina stared at Rhaegar, and she couldn't ignore the fact that he was the first Prince that she has ever met. The little girl in her couldn't help but rejoice because lets face it, for a bastard to ever meet a prince? The thought was just laughable. Yet, here she was, so close yet so far, and despite not knowing the Prince, she felt connected to him in ways that didn't seem possible, nor sane.

"I don't believe you've met, but this is my niece, Seraphina Fireborn." Lucerys cut the staring contest happening between the two.

Sera broke away, looking off to the side as she cleared her throat lightly, the pink dusting her cheeks being the giveaway of her embarrassment. Rhaegar bit back a smile at her act.

"And of course you know my son, Jacaerys, and my other son, Aurane Waters."

Sera knew her uncle and her cousin weren't on the best terms, and till this day she never understood why. Turning her head slightly his way, from the corner of her eye she saw Aurane clench his jaw in angry. Her uncle never failed to try to belittle her bastard cousin, which to her wasn't fair at all.

Turning over to her other cousins side, she saw Jacaerys smirk at Rhaegar, and mockingly bow. "Your grace."

And to her chagrin, Rhaegar smiled widely, and she couldn't help but actually be charmed by his smile, a genuine smile. His smile was wide, and it showed off the dimples that appeared on each cheek, giving him a child like look. His indigo eyes brightened in happiness, and he gently pushed a quiet Rhaenys away from his legs and walked over to Jace.

This friendship she knew about. Rhaegar grew up in Dragonstone, and spent most of his childhood in Dragonstone, but because of the close friendship between the Targaryen's and the Velaryon's, they always remained in contact. Rhaegar was older than Jacaerys, but the two still grew up together, and the friendship between the two remained when Rhaegar was forced to come to King's Landing and pick up his Prince-ly duties.

"Shut up you fool, don't even begin to get me started." And the two stared at each other before embracing– in the most manliest way possible of course.

Jacaerys laughed, and shoved Rhaegar away. "I don't want to hear it, Prince of Dragonstone." He mocked, causing said Prince to laugh openly.