Viserys' pov
A council meeting is called and a dragon keeper says "they came in the night and left on Ceraxes" the maester says "a letter also came" I nod as he reads "I have your heir. She's with me as she belongs and will remain as such unless you decide to keep your word to me. We made a sacred vow all those years ago and I intend on being wed to her. You can come to your senses or never see her again. The choice is yours."
I glare "you're telling me he kidnapped my daughter! How is that possible?!" her guard I started to station outside her door says "she didn't leave with him. He came and said his goodbyes and she was still in her room your Grace" what? My hand says "she's to wed Corlys' son. We need her back soon. I'll go to dragonstone and get her." And he picks a few men.
"She's my daughter I should go" I object and he disagrees. "Your Grace" Corlys calls for my attention. I look to him "you bound them together with fire and blood. That's a stronger bond than either one of us know. Give him what he wants. You know better than I do what will become of them if you don't" "she is my heir I refuse to have her soiled by her uncle!" I snap. The maester says "it is a sacred vow your Grace. I'm surprised he didn't take her before this." I will not have this! I didn't want this! Aemma did. She talked me into this. It was her idea.
"Get me my daughter back" I tell Otto.
Daemons pov
I've shown her all over dragonstone as she was not allowed here. She's fascinated and loves it here. I've never seen her so happy and free. It's a good look on her. I kiss her holding her on my lap and she responds. I grunt when she tugs at my hair.
I pick her up and set her on the table map. My body wedged between her thighs. I grip them and she pulls me closer and I kiss at her neck. I suck marks into the flesh. And she moans. Fuck that moan.
She mutters "more" I ask her gently "are you sure? I want you to be sure." We're cut off by one of my night watch men coming in "the Hand of the king is coming up the stairs now" shit. I nod "I'll be there" what a dick. She asks "what now?" I kiss her head "we will figure it out" we were going to go to pentos first. That was our first destination
I grab her hand and help her down from the table and we head down "Otto" I greet. And he says "let go of the princess. You know it is a crime to touch her?" All I've done these past few days is touch her. I say "I will do no such thing. She's mine. Swore to me in fire and blood. The most sacred of our vows." "She's betrothed!" He snaps and I nod "I'm aware that she's betrothed to me. Viserys broke a sacred vow by not giving her to me and trying to marry her to another" they take out their swords and I do the same and I hear two thuds and I hear Ceraxes roar. "Sheath the fucking steel" Otto says. Otto grabs her and she pulls away "do not touch me!" As I put my blade to his throat and vaegon lands protectively again in front of her this time roaring. I snap "you touch her again and I'll send viserys your head on a stick"
"She does not belong to you" he snaps. I tell him "we are to be wed. And she's to bare my children. And together we will make heirs." "Princess I am trying to save you" Otto says. she tells them "go home. I'm not in any danger with daemon. He didn't kidnap me. I left with him." "Why" Otto says and she takes my hand and looks at me "because I love him" I grin and tell them "the words in my letter ring true. Tell viserys to give me what I want or you lot will never see her again." All we have to do is have a Valyrian wed us in the fashion of our house.
"You're betrothed to laenor valaryon" he says. She says "I'm promised to daemon in fire and blood. I'm going to be his queen" a roar sounds. It's rhaenyra. She lands Syrax and comes over "Ao gūrotan issa mandia"
You took my sister
Her words to me and I say "Nyke gōntan daor gūrogon zȳhon. Ziry kivio naejot issa rūsīr perzys se ānogar. īlon issi naejot sagon idīnagon. Lo pōnta raqagon ziry nykeā daor ziry jāhor sagon issa ābrazȳrys."
I did not take her. She's promised to me with fire and blood. We are to be married. If they like it or not she will be my wife
Rhaenyra asks her "Iksos bisa skoros ao jaelagon mandia"
Is this what you want sister
Rhaelle nods and rhaenyra says "Umbagon kesīr. Kepa iksos nykeēdrosa daor biare. Ziry gaomas daor Jaelagon bisa. Yn ziry jāhor emagon naejot lo ziry jaelagon nykeā dārilaros." I nod to her "thank you"
Stay here. Father is still not happy. He does not want this. But he will have to if he wants a heir
She nods and says "leave them be. They're in love. Father swore them together with fire and blood and now they're happy. Go home" the men nod and leave.
