The princess was walking in circles, she could feel her breathing become more erratic as time went by. She felt unwell, stressed out to be more precise. Her hand stroked her belly in an attempt to soothe herself but it didn't work, so she resumed walking in circles, in the hope to finally control her breathing. Bäahal felt trapped and felt that she was suffocating. How could she willingly enter a room full of people who hated the man she loved and pretend that she had everything under control? How could she protect her beloved to the best of her abilities if she wasn't able to cross the door? The herald looked at her with empathy in his eyes, as he could see his princess lose her composure and worry. He learned a long time ago not to interfere in royal affairs so he didn't move, he didn't speak, he simply waited for the princess to gather herself and turn around to look at him again.
It took a while but she finally managed to calm her breathing. The princess wondered why introducing Jaime Lannister as her consort was making her so anxious given the horrors she endured in the past. She saw the worst humanity had to offer and survived. Back in those days, it was her mother's dream of freedom that kept her alive. She wanted to be free so her mother's sacrifice would not be in vain. She wanted to be free so Pain and Suffering would not define her life. She endured so many outrages, whether physical or mental, and always came on top of everything. Why would this be different? A lot was at stake, while before she only had to care about her own survival and was willing to be punished should she fail, it wasn't the same situation. Today, she was a princess and the fate of her sister depended on her decisions. Each and every action she would make would be scrutinized and criticized by the noble houses, so she had to be careful. Perhaps the weight of her situation was finally being felt and that was why she was suffocating.
Loving Jaime was never just for herself. Loving Jaime and taking him as a consort would inevitably have an impact on her sister's power and influence. Jaime knew it, Daenerys knew it and still, they couldn't refuse the princess' only wish. They couldn't look her in the eyes and doom her to a life of suffering, not after all she sacrificed to try and be happy. They relented and now here she was, suffocating on her anxiety and trying to gather herself up so she would assume her duties as a princess. Jaime was the most hated man of Westeros, this much wasn't a secret and she knew that the rest of the world would do anything in their power to see him fall. They would perceive his betrothal to be a way for him to escape judgement and they would do anything in their power to bring him down. She would never allow it, especially not when she decided to interweave their destinies together. She would fight for him, defend him, and show to the world Jaime as she saw him. Determined, she stopped pacing around and turned to face the Herald. She would walk past those doors and would meet the world with a newfound resolve.
-TBC-
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