GoT (regular): A snake getting closer -theo xBäahal-

GoT (regular): A snake getting closer -theo xBäahal-

Theodore Tyrell couldn't stop himself. He needed to see the princess again, especially after the dance number she did at Highgarden a couple of months ago. He managed to track her down this time at Winterfell. Arranging a trip to Winterfell wasn't difficult because he needed to visit the lord of Winterfell. Making sure that he would be there at the same time as the princess was another challenge, but he managed to get it. He found her at the balcony of the ballroom, and upon laying his eyes on her, the heir of the House Tyrell swallowed a lump. The princess was mesmerizing! Her silver hair was cascading down her back and flattered her calves. 

She looked as if she were crowned with silver, which caught his attention. She heard his footsteps and turned on her heels to face and greet him properly. She was wearing a beautiful black cotton dress with a red dragon stitched on her chest and long black gloves to protect her from the biting cold.  Her hair had two long braids that kept her wild silver locks from bothering her face.  He looked at her delicate features and lovely soft and plump lips, and for a brief moment, Theo's knees almost buckled. She was impossibly beautiful, so much so that he believed she was not real.  Bäahal tilted her head to the side, her eyes narrowing a little bit because she was trying to remember when she saw that man. After all, he felt familiar.

"Greetings, lord Tyrell. I have been informed of your visit and wanted to greet you properly."

"Greetings, your grace." He respectfully bowed to her and gently crossed the distance between them. He grabbed her gloved right hand and pressed his lips to its back before he released it. "I am thrilled to meet you again. I never had the chance to tell you how delightful your dance was. I understand that you don't always perform in public, but it was an honor to watch you dance that night."

"Oh, you enjoyed the dance? I am very glad that you did! It was my way of thanking the host and rekindling my love for dancing. Thank you, my kind lord, for your encouraging words." She gently nodded and put her hands back on the balcony.

"I couldn't get my eyes off of you, your grace. I can't seem to find the right words to describe how beautiful it was. Your grace, I hope you will dance again for us." -He smiled at her- "I have to say.... Since that day, I have wanted to see you again. I didn't think it would be possible, yet here we are."

"You're flattering me, Lord Tyrell. I am but an ambassador for the queen, and because of this, I am always on the road. I would have met you again, eventually."

"But I'd rather have you here where there would be no one to interrupt us." -He let it slip that he wanted more than just pleasantries and superficial connection. It was not as subtle as he wished to be, but he was hopeful the princess would get his drift.-

"......" -She swallowed a lump and pinched her lips together for a moment- "Is there something you want to say to me, Lord Tyrell? I am not sure I understand what you meant by 'interrupt us.' " -She decided to play coy, which made the young man smirk and chuckle. Alright, she would be harder to get, which he had to expect from the princess of the Seven Kingdoms, after all.-

" I simply wish to get to know you better. I hope that the few days spent here would allow us to become familiar with each other." -He wanted to slip his arm around her shoulders and push her against his chest, but he knew better than to act so defiantly.-

Instead, he chose to be a little bit mysterious so she would be interested in him.  Bäahal, unlike Theodore, did not catch his intention. Unfortunately, her experience with men was severely limited to those who didn't try to hide their intentions to her. She knew when a man desired her because they had lust in their eyes and acted in such a way that she couldn't mistake their desire with anything else. She knew when a man wanted to possess her but couldn't see when he was flirting or genuinely in love with her. That explained why she interpreted Jaime's attempt to protect her from loving him as full rejection.  That explained why it took Jaime to spit it out clearly for her to realize that he was in love with her just like she was in love with him. If it wasn't spelled clearly, she couldn't see it. She didn't have the tools to notice when someone wanted a relationship with her. 

"Then, we will take the opportunity of these couple days together to get to know each other better. I am sure you have extraordinary stories to tell. So we would discuss at dinner with our host and maybe during the day if we're both off-duty. It was pleasant seeing you again, but I think I would retire to my quarters until dinner. I wish you well." -And she left-

Theodore was far more complex than others gave him credit for. There was desire for Bäahal, a strong lust that held him in a chokehold from the moment he laid his eyes on her. There was also a genuine affection for the princess, based on what he heard about her -her bravery at the siege, her straight-forwardness, and that child-like innocence that made her appreciate the little things in life- and on what he saw of her -her uncanny beauty that blinded him when he first laid eyes on her, the way she laughed, the way she danced and that warm gaze of hers whenever she looked at chidlren-. He wanted her. Carnally, biblically, and fully. He wanted her!  He heard rumours of her being betrothed to the filthy Kingslayer Jaime Lannister. It baffled him that she would choose to be with that man, regardless of how much hated he was in the Seven Kingdoms. He had to see for himself why someone like her would pick someone like him. He had to see if there was a way to sway her in his favor and to show the princess that there were more deserving men out there. He had to.