( Too many things. Jon thinks he's seen more death and destruction than any man should see and when he came back from King's Landing, he'd felt like a soldier coming home half his weight only it had been his heart he left behind instead. Rhaenyra's hand feels good in his hair, though, and he closes his eyes and just enjoys the touch. Touch is such a powerful thing and when you've been deprived from it, it feels even more important once you have it again. )
Things I hope you never have to see. I'll take care of you, Rhaenyra. I swear it.
( It's easy to make promises like this in the dark and he's always been one for swearing his sword when the cause feels right. It feels right to do it here even if he doesn't think Rhaenyra is going to be in danger from assassins or rapists or anything like she'd be in danger from in Westeros. No, it's her heart he should protect, the same as he thinks she can protect his. He touches his hands to the sleeves of her gown. )
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Things I hope you never have to see. I'll take care of you, Rhaenyra. I swear it.
( It's easy to make promises like this in the dark and he's always been one for swearing his sword when the cause feels right. It feels right to do it here even if he doesn't think Rhaenyra is going to be in danger from assassins or rapists or anything like she'd be in danger from in Westeros. No, it's her heart he should protect, the same as he thinks she can protect his. He touches his hands to the sleeves of her gown. )
Will you let me take it off?