p class="p1" style="margin: 0px 0px 3px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 30px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-weight: bold; font-size: 30.03px;"Scared/span/p
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p class="p2" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18.2px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; min-height: 23.6px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;" /p
p class="p3" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18.2px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 18.24px;"Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen was feeling restless as she sat in the castle gardens, watching the flowers sway in the gentle breeze. Her mind was filled with thoughts of Sam, her boyfriend and a member of the king's guard. They had been dating for a while now and she couldn't help but smile every time she thought of /br /Sam was a dedicated guard, always putting his duty to protect the king above all else. But he also made time for her, and Rhaenyra cherished every moment they spent together. They would often sneak away to the gardens or the stables, where they could be alone and away from the prying eyes of the /br /Rhaenyra loved the thrill of sneaking around with Sam, and she especially loved the way he made her feel when they were alone. Their chemistry was undeniable, and they both enjoyed each other's company immensely. However, there was one thing that always seemed to come between them - /br /As a princess, Rhaenyra was well-educated and well-informed about the act of lovemaking. She knew all the techniques and positions, and she was not afraid to take charge in the bedroom. Sam, on the other hand, was also knowledgeable, having been trained in the art of seduction during his time as a guard. But when it came to actually having sex, both of them would freeze up, unsure of how to initiate /br /It was a source of frustration for both of them, but they never talked about it openly. Instead, they would distract themselves with other activities, like horseback riding or sparring in the castle courtyard. But today, Rhaenyra was determined to have a serious conversation with Sam about /br /As she was lost in her thoughts, she suddenly felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her from behind. She smiled, knowing it was Sam, and leaned back into his /br /'Hey,' he whispered into her ear, making her shiver with /br /'Hi,' she replied, turning around to face him. 'Can we talk?'br /br /Sam's expression turned serious, and he nodded. They walked to a nearby bench and sat down, facing each /br /'What's on your mind?' he asked, taking her hand in /br /'I just...I want to talk about us,' Rhaenyra said, looking into his eyes. 'I love being with you, Sam, but I can't help but feel frustrated when we always seem to avoid the topic of sex.'br /br /Sam's cheeks turned slightly pink, but he didn't look away. 'I know, and I feel the same way. But I just...I don't want to disappoint you. You're a princess, Rhaenyra, and I don't want to do anything that might dishonor you.'br /br /Rhaenyra couldn't help but smile at his words. 'You could never disappoint me, Sam. And as for dishonoring me, I trust you completely. I know you would never do anything to harm me or my reputation.'br /br /Sam's expression softened, and he leaned in to kiss her gently. 'I love you, Rhaenyra. And I want to make you happy in every way possible.'br /br /Rhaenyra's heart swelled with love for him. 'I love you too, Sam. And I want us to be able to explore that part of our relationship without any reservations or fears. Can we do that?'br /br /Sam nodded, a determined look in his eyes. 'Yes, we can. Together.'br /br /And with that, they both let go of their inhibitions and gave in to their desires. The gardens became their haven once again, but this time, there was no distraction. Only the welcoming embrace of each other's love./span/p
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p class="p2" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18.2px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; min-height: 23.6px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;" /p
p class="p3" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18.2px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"span class="s2" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 18.24px;"Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen was feeling restless as she sat in the castle gardens, watching the flowers sway in the gentle breeze. Her mind was filled with thoughts of Sam, her boyfriend and a member of the king's guard. They had been dating for a while now and she couldn't help but smile every time she thought of /br /Sam was a dedicated guard, always putting his duty to protect the king above all else. But he also made time for her, and Rhaenyra cherished every moment they spent together. They would often sneak away to the gardens or the stables, where they could be alone and away from the prying eyes of the /br /Rhaenyra loved the thrill of sneaking around with Sam, and she especially loved the way he made her feel when they were alone. Their chemistry was undeniable, and they both enjoyed each other's company immensely. However, there was one thing that always seemed to come between them - /br /As a princess, Rhaenyra was well-educated and well-informed about the act of lovemaking. She knew all the techniques and positions, and she was not afraid to take charge in the bedroom. Sam, on the other hand, was also knowledgeable, having been trained in the art of seduction during his time as a guard. But when it came to actually having sex, both of them would freeze up, unsure of how to initiate /br /It was a source of frustration for both of them, but they never talked about it openly. Instead, they would distract themselves with other activities, like horseback riding or sparring in the castle courtyard. But today, Rhaenyra was determined to have a serious conversation with Sam about /br /As she was lost in her thoughts, she suddenly felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her from behind. She smiled, knowing it was Sam, and leaned back into his /br /'Hey,' he whispered into her ear, making her shiver with /br /'Hi,' she replied, turning around to face him. 'Can we talk?'br /br /Sam's expression turned serious, and he nodded. They walked to a nearby bench and sat down, facing each /br /'What's on your mind?' he asked, taking her hand in /br /'I just...I want to talk about us,' Rhaenyra said, looking into his eyes. 'I love being with you, Sam, but I can't help but feel frustrated when we always seem to avoid the topic of sex.'br /br /Sam's cheeks turned slightly pink, but he didn't look away. 'I know, and I feel the same way. But I just...I don't want to disappoint you. You're a princess, Rhaenyra, and I don't want to do anything that might dishonor you.'br /br /Rhaenyra couldn't help but smile at his words. 'You could never disappoint me, Sam. And as for dishonoring me, I trust you completely. I know you would never do anything to harm me or my reputation.'br /br /Sam's expression softened, and he leaned in to kiss her gently. 'I love you, Rhaenyra. And I want to make you happy in every way possible.'br /br /Rhaenyra's heart swelled with love for him. 'I love you too, Sam. And I want us to be able to explore that part of our relationship without any reservations or fears. Can we do that?'br /br /Sam nodded, a determined look in his eyes. 'Yes, we can. Together.'br /br /And with that, they both let go of their inhibitions and gave in to their desires. The gardens became their haven once again, but this time, there was no distraction. Only the welcoming embrace of each other's love./span/p