Aeonar, now fifteen years old, stood beneath the weirwood tree in the godswood waiting and slightly fidgeting. By the Gods, he was nervous! For years he has been friends with Alicent since they were children, but as they matured into adolescents, he could help but notice something different in the way he feels about her - Alicent had already developed as a beautiful, comely young woman. After yesterday's small council meeting, Aeonar finally mustered enough courage to ask Alicent to meet him in the godswood during the evening as it was important. He felt as if his throat was drying and tried to calm his nerves. He rehearsed his lines several times for practice, but now that it was happening, Aeonar was hoping that he would not make a fool out of himself or worse - jeopardize his friendship with Alicent.
Flight of the Young Dragon
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