Third eye. (GOT SI)

" I can recall of that morning quite clearly. That was the day I couldn't hold my curiosity and tongue any more and questioned prince Rhaegar about his strange early daily morning ritual, of him being running around the castle. Suffices to say he wasn't in condition to reply immediately, afterall he was fully exhausted by the bizard ritual. His naked upper chiseled body figure was completely covered in sweats and so was his long silvery hairs. It almost looked like he may had poured some water on himself, but the old knight knew better. His grace just kept breathing deeply, from his nose and the mouth, it seemed at that moment that he wouldn't reply. But after spending a enternity, prince did stood up and faced him with perfectly neutral face and replied " to run away from battles ofcourse". He laughed immediately after seeing dumbfolded look on my face. To this day I am not sure whether it was joke or not"

Excerpt from journals of ser Barristan selmy, lord commander - Order of kingsguards.

270AC.

-------------------(Jez's pov.)------------------------

Jez was in hurry. She was already too late to arrive inside maegor holdfast, definately her ma would disapprove but,well what can be done?.

It's not like it really is her mistake ,afterall who told the prince to change his timetable like some nillyvilly. Not that she would ever be stupid enough to out -spoke such a thing. Afterall, nobles are fickle people ,not too even speak of dragons themselves. For people like her, they literally may be god's themselves and any sane folk knew god's are quite cruel.

Working in such places may pay little bit better but at huge personal risk. She had heard many whispers , among servants and others, about how nobles would take any random maid to play with them for night and there would be hardly anyone who could do anything about it.She would had never thought of steping in this place if not for her ma's fanatic loyalty to house Targaryen. But offcourse, her mothers fanatism was understandable, afterall being descendant of Targaryen bastard would definitely give you some kind of complex.

Fortunately, her pa was quite sane, and he most likely would marry her off to some sane man and family, so that was one big relief.

Jez grabed now ready Silver plate filled with all kinds of fruits, which a smallfolk like her would require a single week's salary to buy.

Immediately, jez started shaking her head, trying to buger off those nasty treasoness and jealousy filled bitter thoughts away.

'you are not dragon, jez focus on your work '

And then like drago....no like some bird she took of towards her quest fulfillment. She crossed paths with quite a few other maids and guards, nodding and greeting them every now and then. She enjoyed this thing in her job at-the-very-least, this running, this balancing, this .....flying.

And just when she was about to chid herself for thinking such nonsensical fantasies like that of flying, a rat leapted out of nowhere, towards between her legs. And leapt away towards opposite direction yet again like it's life depended on it. And sure it did, considering seconds later came a pump yellow cat, jumping and running in same manner as its prey, trying to catch on to it.

Unfortunately, jez wasn't lucky enough this time, considering cat lightly bumping her on right leg and distroying her balance at that very moment.

jez was good at balancing, quite good indeed, considering the fruit plate didn't fell away from her hand and neither did she herself. But this incident was enough to bring down dozen of grapes and a perfect green apple on the dirth floor.

Jez took some time to reoriant herself and then winced after taking stock of the situation. It was not complete disaster but it was still unpleasant situation. Before fruits were nicely arranged on this beautiful Silver plate but now not so much.

Jez thought seriously for second that, should she return back to kitchen but then dumped the idea away. First it would take too long and she was already running quite late. Second she would definitely get scolded & punished for this mishaps and last but not-the-least prince isn't even awake on such hours, would he even care or notice losing some grapes and single Apple.

'Ofcourse, he won't 'she decided.

Thus after reliving herself of this dilemma, she starts marching forward without any more delays, this time more focused and less playful. Closer she got to her distination narrower the path becamed, her pa being a gold clock would often say that the narrow paths are easier to defend, and considering how smart and sane her pa is, he must be right.

The damn holdfast was just too big, it must have took her another five minutes to reach. But ultimately she did reached. The door was guarded by four Elite guards in full proper Targaryen dresscode, three of them were wearing light steel Armor and helmet, but one was without any.

She arrived before them and stood quietly, like she always did before today. An old guard with familiar face camed foreward and as always quietly without any fanfare or greetings grabed a couple of grapes and poped them in his mouth. Slowy but surely, he started chewing them with his yellowed rusted teeths.

After that he took a cherrys, and then slice of apple, fig, olives,dates,blood oranges,plums and so on and on.

Once, he was done with his chewing buisness, he just stood there quietly and so did she.

The wait,just like always,seems to last for eternity, but it did come to an end when the old guard cleared his throat and spoke in his old,weak but strict voice " Alright, no poison"

The next second, door was opened by a guard, just slightly enough that she could slip inside. As she stepped inside ,door was closed from behind,producing small wooden thud noise.

Her steps and work was so practiced and automated that she never realised, untill the door was closed, that two dark indigo eyes completely awake, locked on her figure.

Her own light purple gaze locked with his dark indigo eye and she stayed like that for second or two. But,very next second awareness rose within her and her eyes droped, like a heavy stone, to the ground.

' what should I do, now?' she thought with nervousness and with tension' I never faced a royal before, why is he awake so early'

--------------------Rhaegars pov -------------------

The room door suddenly opened with a click, a girl of approximately age of 14 or 15 steped inside, her clothes declared her as a maid. At first, she either ignored him or didn't saw him at all, most likely latter.

But, the very next second there gaze met each other's. Her eyes were light purple, hair long blonde silver, skin pale smooth white , all in all she was definitely distined to be very beautiful women one day.

But that wasn't his subject of interest and confusion.

What really did interest me was the information shown to me by my resently purchased ability [view] from system.

---------------jez-------------------------

------favarablity 16%-------------------

------Dragon blooded-----------------

'uh...now that's a shocker' he thought.

First two lines were normal to him, jez was her name and she was 16% favorable towards him or whatever she thought I represented. But it was last line which made him stop.' Dragon blooded '.

First of all, his ability 'View' never showed him third line.In last two days he had scanned almost dozen people, some of them were guards, servant and maid, but non showed anything but there name and favourablity/loyalty.

While he was contemplating about his early morning shocker, a small notification appeared on his system's quest section.

Quest : Every fine ruler needs confident's, specialy you with hidden intentions of reviving magic.

( Number of confident's : 00/10 )

{ Rewards : confidents , 5 states point , 30 credit points }

'Well, that won't be short term quest that's for sure' nonetheless he decided to bring his attention back, afterall the girl seems to be quivering slightly while her eyes casted down towards floor.

" Please, raise your head " the girl was a rough gem,and he is quite lucky to find her so easily.

----------------------------jez--------------------------

Jez was frozen, yes.. frozen, while her head & eyes bowed. She wasn't sure but may be her body was shivering slightly, considering it almost felt enternity standing in that pose.

" Please raise your head" his voice sounded lower than average, dispite completely coming from a child's mouth, it carried confidence in it.

'please?' now jez was on the brink of getting terrified. No noble there worth in salt would say 'please'. Hell, even rich merchant won't do that.

Frightened, she raised her head towards the only other person in the room. There set the prince of seven kingdoms on his bed, his body covered by white bedsheets, only small portion of his naked upper body visible.

Without giving her any more chance he spoke yet again.

"You have something for me?" his voice almost sounded .... amused.

' I have something?' she was confused for a moment, not understanding what he meant by with that amused voice of his, but then suddenly she looked at the silver plate of fruits in her hands in realisation.

Immediately, blush of embarrassment coloured her two already rosy cheeks, for a single second she almost forgot about her terror.... almost.

"..ap... apologies..milord" she quickly took steps forward to deliver the plate and hopefully run away from this place & never come back.

He showed no movement untill she slowly and submissively placed his plate of fruits on his bed,but immediately after he questioned.

"milord?" His voice was still tingled with playfulness and amusement. Ofcourse, it was anything but amusing for me.

" no...i mean...your grace" she replied uncertaintly. Afterall,she was a just a peasant, she didn't knew about any titles and or such.

" You should address me as 'your highness' or as 'my prince'" he advised , this time quite slowly and with far lower voice. The previous amusement in his tone was absent this time, instead it seems to be filled with comfort and understanding.

Listening to his particular voice , something stirred inside her, she only knew that it wasn't terror like before. The voice kept echoeing in head and for some reason she knew she wouldn't be able to forget this voice for long time to come. She just dumbly nodded her head for his advice.

For good while nobody spoke between them, thinking it might be sign for her silent dissmisal, she started retreating with no small amount of relief.

But that relief stoped the very next second.

"Stop" with just a single word he stoped her relief "come near a bit" command and authority returned in his words again. she did what he ordered, showing complete submissivness.

'just indure this terror this one time jez' she thought to herself ' after this I leave this and never come back'

" What's your name?"

" Jez " she replied immediately...no she almost squealed to reply.

He seems to ignore her squeal and moment of silence later he asked again.

" So jez what do common folk think of House Targaryen?"

" ...um...they milor...no..i.mean we all feel blessed under Targaryen rule, your highness" she tried to sound geniune, it was a lie but truly people didn't really cared who ruled over them. Ofcourse, people do say that the current kings grandfather king Aegon, was loved by commonfolks but that's supposed to be ancient history nowadays. Nonetheless she didn't think she could just say to prince, that people didn't care,can she?

Hearing her reply, he chukled softly.

She took single breathe of relief, thinking ' he believes me '

" So you bring me fruits every morning,do you?" after chukling for a bit, he asked.

" Yes, your highness " well that was a easy question.

"hummm....well, than 'jez' that's your name, isn't it." He asked and she nodded " ok then jez from now on, you shall be the one to bring me my lunch,everyday"

She heard him and second later her heartbeat stopped in its place. New wave of terror descended on her.

'NONONO..no' her heart screamed at her. She felt like crying there and then. She wanted to tell him clear and cut 'no' as reply, but her sanity still hasn't just left her.

"No....i mean yes ....i mean, I am not worthy. Yes I am not worthy of I..." She hurriedly vomitted out excuses but he spoked before she could finish out her sentence.

" I shall be jugde of who is worthy and who isn't. And in this case I have decided,you shall serve me. This is direct order from your prince. Do you understand" this time it was clearly an order, and there was nothing to refute it.

" Y..yes" she mumbled in disbelieving and fearful daze.

"Good. Now, you may leave me alone, jez" he dismissed her, his previous commanding voice disappearing into normal one. She didn't need to be told twice.

She retreated, while trying to suppress her tears from coming out wildly. She opened the door and exited the room. At this point moisters clustered around her eyes. After reaching certain distance away from royal chamber, she busted in tears and ran as fast as she could. Leaving confused spectators on her trail.

---------------------Rhaegar's pov------------------

....she definitely didn't liked that, did she.

Well, no matter he had to make sure his future potential confident didn't just ran away from her job. In a sense it was understandable, getting picked by a noble offen times in medival era was bad omen, specialy if you are female.

But, Rhaegar had no choice, he can't just let go of such future potential.

Nonetheless, Rhaegar decided to divert his attention to silver plate filled full up with fruits. Many he did recognised with his earthy memories, while others he recognised from Rhaegars memory.

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