Bäahal was nervous. It wasn't a big deal, not a big nervous break, no. Not like that. She was nervous because she wanted to tell Jaime how she felt about him. She had already done that in the past, during a dance with her former fiancé, in the comfort of his flat. She whispered to his ear while he had nuzzled her neck "Elias...I just want you to know that I am in love with you." That was simple, no theatrics, no preparation. It was spontaneous.
With Jaime, it was something that had lingered on her mind for a while now. Two Christmas ago, the heiress knew that she was in love with the older Lannister. She was desperately, hopelessly, deeply in love with him but didn't know if she could say those words just yet. It wasn't because she was afraid of saying them -well, kind of-, it was because she didn't want him to add troubles to his plate. She was a Targaryen and he was a Lannister. He was older than her and given the stupid mentality of some of the wealthy kids she spent her time with, it could cause some backlash. She was terrified of his father and didn't know how her siblings would react to the news...
Yet, yet, she loved him. She wanted to tell him. She needed to tell him and she would. The best way to do it was to let it come naturally. So she would try not to think too hard about it, yet.. yet, her heart was flustered. Her heart was beating fast. She was nervous. She was in love."
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