The other dragon|| Daemon Targaryen

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Delaerys' pov
I kiss his cheek and head into my room a cough sounds. I'm put on guard immediately. It's Otto. He says "you and your uncle?" I tell him "that's not your business and you should not be in my chambers either" "I'm the hand of the king. I can go wherever I want" he says and I shake my head "you're a cunt and you need to leave" he glares "you marrying daemon would make him king. He's dangerous and should not hold the title. Neither should you. Marry the Baratheon and call it a day" I chuckle "i am the heir to the iron throne. I will marry who I please. Daemon will be king like I'd be queen if he were named heir and we were to marry. I will not marry the Baratheon. You shame me by assuming I would. My future children would hold no true claim just like rhaenys. You're a snake Otto. But you will not play me for a fool. Stop feigning as if you care for me or my family."

"You're to be queen you can do better than your uncle who's married by the way" he tells me. "I'm aware of his unwanted marriage Otto. You set that up too didn't you? You're playing at a game that you won't win" I say. He tells me "oh I'll win. And you'll continue to be nothing" "Im not nothing and I've never been nothing. And I'll continue to not be nothing." I hear Maegor and I say "I'd suggest you take your leave before my dragon comes and makes a snack out of you" "you'll regret rejecting my offer of the Baratheon" he snaps. "Threaten me again and it'll be the last time you have a life. Enjoy your spot as hand of the king...you'll be getting replaced shortly" I tell him. And he storms out and viserys comes in.

"Do you want a marriage with your uncle?" I sit pouring ale "straight to the point aren't you viserys" "he's dangerous and will be more so as king" he tells me. I say "I'll be the one ruling. He'll be by my side, like I would be beside his if he were to rule" "you must not fulfill your prophecy" he sighs. I ask "what prophecy?" "No one's told you?" He replies.

I shake my head "you're to be the doom to Westeros in the same way the asteroid was the doom to Valyria. You will be the downfall of us all" he tells me. And I can't help but laugh "so you ignored me, treated me terribly, and outcasted me and sent me away as a child out of fear for a prophecy? If it does come true it'll only be you to blame. All I wanted was a family, a father who loved me and a mother who was allowed to show her affection for longer than thirty seconds. I wanted to be loved the way rhaenyra is. I wanted my right as a royal targaryen to be mine. I wanted you to choose me, forget having a son and realize I'm worth it. And you never did. The only reason you chose me now is because your old and you may never be able to get someone pregnant and it not end in death again. If I am the doom you made me this way."

He speaks "I do not approve of the annulment he's going to ask for and I do not approve of you two wanting to wed" I reply "let me guess? You want me to wed the Baratheon like your hand suggested. He's a cunt and a snake viserys. You seem to forget it. But you're a dragon. The small council are just that...small. Stop being weak and be one" "I'm a king" he snaps. I reply "anyone who needs to say it isn't king. And the throne itself agrees. That's why you have that cut on your hand. You're not worthy." "You are marrying the Baratheon" he tells me.

"I don't think I will." I tell him and add "see yourself out. I for some reason figured since you've never been a father that what I want would matter. Stupid me huh?" He sighs "you are my daughter and I have your best interests in mind here" I scoff "is that why you shipped me away because of a stupid prophecy? My best interest? If I become a monster as people think, it's because of you. Many men, women, and children have tried to kill me. They're dead and I almost was. Turns out I can't be poisoned. Takes a few days but it burns out of my system. I've been betrayed, almost raped, beaten. My hands are filthy with murder. I made it to braavos and met a faceless man, and became one myself. I grew up alone and shunned for a future that may not even happen. My best interest is with daemon. He's the only one who's ever treated me like I'm worth something. You marry me off to anyone else and I'll make that prophecy true"

"I cannot allow you to threaten me and marry him. I don't fear you girl. You're my heir. You will marry who I decide" he says. I reply "fine...prophecy it is" and he leaves and I throw my glass annoyed.