( this mess weโre in ) [Sheโs meant to be at her wedding celebrations. What stands before her is beautiful though. Eyes wide, Rhaenyra looks entranced almost with wonder at what had unfolded in front of her. There is a mix of emotions, of not being back home. It was her duty to wed, to become Queen someday.
But this? It is an opportunity at her fingertips, something she can metaphorically hold onto and ride.
Anyone close to her can feel her relief, her wonder as she looks around at this strange, wonderful place theyโve brought her to. And all for the purpose of getting intimate? Her brows rise as she looks around and takes in each of those around her, thinking more about coupling with them.]
( dancing barefoot ) [Rhaenyra isnโt shy to the concept of a pleasure house, nor is she shy about much of anything. Sheโs quite the dancer, too. Of course her steps are a bit more formal. She holds the elegance and poise of a princess, someone who has been bred into a life of fine dancing.
As the night dwindles on, itโs clear sheโs had a few cups. Her steps are a little looser, hands coming around the waist of someone close to her. It isnโt at all appropriate, and the touch speaks of far more, but then the Realmโs Delight has always been forward when she wants something.
Will you have this dance?
( is this desire ) [To no oneโs shock, the silver haired princess does not heed warnings well. Picking her skirts up, she eventually wanders out to the woods beyond. The glowing mushrooms entice her on, so very curious about the lands she finds herself in now.
Eventually she comes to a lush and prosperous apple tree. Rhaenyra doesnโt remember being hungry, but suddenly the desire to have one of the apples seems urgent. Reaching a hand up, she gently plucks one of the ripened, juicy red apples from a branch raised just a little taller than her. Itโs only then that she becomes aware that someone else is there, perhaps just as curious and interested in the tree as she is.]
How very strange this tree is here? [She lifts the apple.] Have you had one?
ooc: Rhaenyra is 18 at her canon point. mostly interested in m/f or Alicent. dancing barefoot has some good potential for f/f with touching and kissing, get her a little more curious about being with a woman. otherwise Iโm fairly open. kinklist here or feel free to message if youโd like to plot something out (Iโm definitely open to wildcards and maybe her going down on someone ;) )
Rhaenyra Targaryen | House of the Dragon
[Sheโs meant to be at her wedding celebrations. What stands before her is beautiful though. Eyes wide, Rhaenyra looks entranced almost with wonder at what had unfolded in front of her. There is a mix of emotions, of not being back home. It was her duty to wed, to become Queen someday.
But this? It is an opportunity at her fingertips, something she can metaphorically hold onto and ride.
Anyone close to her can feel her relief, her wonder as she looks around at this strange, wonderful place theyโve brought her to. And all for the purpose of getting intimate? Her brows rise as she looks around and takes in each of those around her, thinking more about coupling with them.]
( dancing barefoot )
[Rhaenyra isnโt shy to the concept of a pleasure house, nor is she shy about much of anything. Sheโs quite the dancer, too. Of course her steps are a bit more formal. She holds the elegance and poise of a princess, someone who has been bred into a life of fine dancing.
As the night dwindles on, itโs clear sheโs had a few cups. Her steps are a little looser, hands coming around the waist of someone close to her. It isnโt at all appropriate, and the touch speaks of far more, but then the Realmโs Delight has always been forward when she wants something.
Will you have this dance?
( is this desire )
[To no oneโs shock, the silver haired princess does not heed warnings well. Picking her skirts up, she eventually wanders out to the woods beyond. The glowing mushrooms entice her on, so very curious about the lands she finds herself in now.
Eventually she comes to a lush and prosperous apple tree. Rhaenyra doesnโt remember being hungry, but suddenly the desire to have one of the apples seems urgent. Reaching a hand up, she gently plucks one of the ripened, juicy red apples from a branch raised just a little taller than her. Itโs only then that she becomes aware that someone else is there, perhaps just as curious and interested in the tree as she is.]
How very strange this tree is here? [She lifts the apple.] Have you had one?
ooc: Rhaenyra is 18 at her canon point. mostly interested in m/f or Alicent. dancing barefoot has some good potential for f/f with touching and kissing, get her a little more curious about being with a woman.
otherwise Iโm fairly open. kinklist here or feel free to message if youโd like to plot something out (Iโm definitely open to wildcards and maybe her going down on someone ;) )