Her eyes, always a favorite of his, were enough to push him over the edge and find release. It was easy to pretend sometimes that she was some woman from Lys that he'd rescued from the pleasure houses or a pretty Lannister bastard but not when he saw those Targaryen eyes. Nobody had eyes like that except the princess and it always struck him, full force, that he was in bed with the Dragon.
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Date: 2012-04-07 05:08 pm (UTC)"My queen, my beautiful queen. I love you."