Chapter 3
by 
BlackRosePuppet
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The Bath, The Princess, & The Guest
Following what had become yet another in a long list of days at court spent having her ideas and suggestions ignored or rebuked by her father and his advisors and doing her best to dodge Alicent at every turn, Rhaenyra was exhausted. At one time such frustration would have been swept away by simply laying her head down upon Alicent’s lap and a gentle melody from a bard, but now her solitary baths were the only place left she could find to unwind. Letting her head rest against the edge of the bath and closing her eyes, Rhaenyra felt the tension leave her body as the warmth of the water and the comfort that came from complete privacy from everyone, even her own handmaidens, washed over her and melted all her problems away.
Thus, the sound of the chamber’s door opening shot through the princess like a dagger made of ice. For a moment she simply stared at the thick curtain that obscured the chamber’s entrance from the bathing area, listening as the door continued to slowly creak open before slowly being closed again. It was only as she heard the shuffling of movement that her senses returned to her. “Who dares to enter this chamber during my bath? How did you get past the guards? No. Never mind that, just begone before I have the guards take your head!” Desperately she tried to keep her voice authoritative and even, her hand swiftly plunging into the water to shield her tiny cock.