Mmmm, something cute between Rhaegar’s younger sister (reader) and Arthur Dayne? Maybe he sees her fall and quickly rushes over to check on her. Her leg is all scraped up and she’s trying not to cry but tears are sliding down her cheek. Arthur sees to her injury?”
She’d never been the most graceful princess. Rhaegar often joked that she was always waiting for some Lord to sweep her off her feet, and as such, she was always prepared to fall head over heels. Even as such, Y/N remained unwed. Whether it was her own independence, or her father’s madness, suitors were surprisingly sparse.
It didn’t stop her from dreaming, of course.
Her dreams were littered with fantasies of a valiant lover, of kind heart and pure intentions.
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