Rhaegon entered the bedroom, and it didn't take long to see the girl sprawled in the big bed without a care in the world. Her beautiful platinum-blonde hair hid her delicate face, which rested on the soft pillows.
"Seraphina," he called a little louder at the foot of the bed.
Seraphina didn't even flinch; it seemed she didn't hear him.
"Wake up," he called out again, his eyebrow raising as he observed her nice ass and pale skin. Seraphina had more Valyrian heritage in her blood, unlike her sisters. He didn't know who Manfred bedded to give birth to this girl, or maybe it was in their blood; who knows. The only thing he cared about was that this damn pretty girl didn't even hear him at this moment.
His lips moved into a thin line akin to a smile as he arched down into the bed and slapped her ass quite roughly. "Wake up, girl, for the love of Balerion!"
"Aahh!!!" Seraphina shrieked loudly as she woke up from her sleep, startled by the stinging pain in her already rosy ass. She looked around terrified and alertly, but when she saw that it was her man, she calmed down and looked resentfully at him.
"My lord, is everything alright?" Ser Godfrey called out from outside the door, not daring to enter the bedroom without orders.
"We are fine," Rhaegon yelled loudly to the outside as he looked, smirking at his girl in the bed, who wanted to eat him alive.
"What?" he asked, almost snickering at her.
"Why did you do that?" Seraphina asked angrily.
"You wouldn't wake up," Rhaegon shrugged his shoulders.
"Couldn't you wake me up more gently?" she said resentfully, aggrieved like a tormented little wife.
"And how would my lady like to be woken up by her husband?" Rhaegon asked softly as he got into the bed, towering over her lithe body.
Seraphina was about to answer before her eyes enlarged as her man took her lips into a kiss. She softly fell infatuated into their kiss as she got lost in it.
Rhaegon enjoyed her tongue circling eagerly around his as they kissed, but he wanted more. He took her breast into his hands and played with them, making Seraphina moan.
"Mmhmmm," Seraphina moaned as they kissed. Her eyes were cloudy and dreamily enjoying his touch; her slit was wetting from their exchange.
"Better?" Rhaegon asked as he separated and stood up again.
"Much better," she softly said as her back collapsed again onto the pillow.
"Get up; you will bathe me today."
"Don't you have anyone else to help you, my lord husband?" Seraphina asked mischievously but also lazily, not wanting to move. "What about your sisters?"
"Get up, Seraphina. Your sisters have already left, and mine are lazy like you. But badly for you, I have come for your help," Rhaegon said nonchalantly as he removed his clothes and made his way to the bathtub in the room with water. He touched it and found it still warm. It seemed her sisters left it for her.
"Come! I want to feel your cute butt in my hands as you clean me."
Seraphina blushed as she heard him, but she nonetheless got up from the bed as she stretched like a cat and made her way with her naked body to her man, who had already gotten inside the bathtub. She looked around and found the toiletries before getting inside the bathtub into the arms of Rhaegon.
Rhaegon kissed her neck as he played again with her breasts, holding her in his arms.
They stood like that, playing for a while before he asked her to clean him as he needed to leave for the table, and she too.
Seraphina turned around as she faced his face and couldn't avoid being obsessed with her man's looks as she kissed him again. She took his cock which she loved as much into her hands and masturbated him for a moment before taking soap and starting to clean him delicatedly.
"You have soft hands, love," Rhaegon groaned with a smile as he relaxed against the tub.
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It didn't take too much time for them playing in there as they left hand in hand clothed and bathed for the great hall. When they got there, they moved to the high table where the family was, while other places were filled with other people, retainers, household staff, and guests of the family.
As he made his way with Seraphina embracing his arm in her breasts along the great hall, a man seated at the high table called out to him. "Nephew, it seems that finally you have decided to grace us with your presence."
"Uncle." Rhaegon smiled at the man; it was Orys Baratheon, the bastard of House Targaryen, half-brother of his father and mother but cared for by his grandfather enough to give him a last name as a form of legitimizing him but not into the house.
"I was detained by some urgent matters, which caused my late arrival," he said as he scratched his nose with his free hand.
Seraphina beside him rolled her eyes with a smile.
*Laughs* Laughter started to sound at the table: his family, his grandparents, his girls Evelyn, Cassandra, Lyanna, his mother Visenya, and aunt Rhaenys laughed the most. Even his father smiled, chuckling at him. Orys didn't dare to laugh unhinged but still laughed with the rest.
While they had no problem embarrassing him, other people in the great hall didn't dare make fun; at most, they smiled or chuckled quietly.
"Were those urgent matters solved, my dear nephew?" Rhaenys asked mischievously as they sat at the table.
"Of course. Everything is fine now."
The women snickered at him.
A servant then approached. "Would you like to have breakfast served, my lord and my lady?"
"Yes, thank you." Rhaegon waved his hand affirming to bring them food.
Seraphina didn't comment but nodded.
"So, what's new?" Rhaegon asked nonchalantly as he served himself a cup of wine. "Is it sweet?" he asked Evelyn beside him.
"Yes, love. It is sweet as you like." Evelyn said sweetly to him as she caressed his left thigh with her hand, naughtily making her way to his cock.
"Good!" He smiled at her, not commenting about her hand as he took a sip. "Yeah, it is good. Sweet as I like it."
"We were talking about common things, but the matter at hand is your wedding with your sisters." Valaena said as she looked at her grandson, already ten and getting married with his sisters. She couldn't help but think how time flew away in the blink of an eye. "Talking about them, where are your sisters? They should be here already."
"They feel lazy today." Rhaegon shrugged, answering his grandma as servants served him and Seraphina the food. "It will take a while to get up."
"It's that so?" Velaena said with a raised eyebrow. "These girls, it's their day and they are like that. Dear Meraxes!"
"Oh, love, leave the girls be lazy if they want. They would need to get up still at some point," Aerion chuckled.
"No, mom is right, dad. They should be awake by now. It is because you consent to them too much." Visenya said as she looked at her son, chastising him with her eyes.
"Alright, alright. It is my fault. Don't hit the innocent too much." Rhaegon conceded.
"Leave him be, sister. He is a good boy, ain't I right, dear nephew?" Rhaenys blinked at him. "It must be those girls, pressing him."
"When have you seen me do a wrong thing, aunt?"
The Hightower girls looked at each other and didn't comment, but their eyes told everything. 'Everyday'
Aegon massaged between his eyes as he drank his cup of wine, and his half-brother snickered.
It was then that Maester Simon came walking with a letter that he delivered into the hands of Aerion.