Better Than Revenge// Otto Hightower (1)

3. Daemon

"I mean its not entirely impossible," Gaena remarked as her and Rhaenyra walked.

"Of course not." Rhaenyra agreed. "Do you think that father is going to try and marry you off again?"

"Eventually." Gaena agreed. "But lucky for me the Lannister cunt crocked at the right time. He is focused on the birth and once his new babe is born, I will need to stay here to help Aemma and you and Viserys." Gaena offered simply.

"I like when you are here." Rhaenyra confirmed.

"Princesses..."

"I thought I heard Caraxes." Gaena remarked.

"Prince Daemon is here." The guard confirmed.

"Wonderful, family reunion." Gaena remarked.

' He passed through the Red Keep's gates at first light.'

'Does my father know he's here?' Rhaenyra questioned as they walked to meet her uncle Daemon.

'No.'

'Good.' Rhaenyra agreed

'Yes, best let me break the news." Gaena confirmed.

'Gods be good.' Daemon declared he sat on the iron throne. It would be his one day he was testing it out. But Rhaenyra's guard was not pleased.

"Brother!" Gaena ran up to him.

"Gorgeous! What are you doing here!" Daemon declared hugging her tight.

"Better question is what are you doing here?" Gaena countered as he kissed her cheek.

'It's all right, ser.' Rhaenyra said as she approached her uncle.

"Don't give me that sour look." Daemon said as Rhaenyra approached.

"It is only because she knows you so well." Gaena countered.

'Aye... Mm... I bought you something.' He held out a necklace, Rhaenyra's fingers reached for it but he snatched it back. 'Do you know what it is?' Daemon questioned

'It's Valyrian steel.' Rhaenyra answered.

'Like Dark Sister.' Daemon said touching the sword at his hip. 'Turn around. Now... you and I both own a small piece of our ancestry.' Daemon said clasping it onto her.

"You trying to win into her good graces or her pants?" Gaena mused as Rhaenyra left them.

"What? She is a child." Daemon said nonchalantly.

"She wont be forever." Gaena reminded him.

"I see you still wear my present." Daemon remarked touching the bracelet on her wrist.

"Yes." Gaena agreed centering the gem, "I recall after you gave it me, you kissed me." Gaena recalled quietly.

"Because you are gorgeous, I don't go around calling everyone gorgeous." Daemon assured.

"Oh honey, you are not my type." Gaena said patting his cheek as she walked away.

"I'm everyone's type Gaena!" Daemon called after her, Gaena smirked back at him.

+

'Did you read it?' Alicent questioned as they sat under a tree a large book in her lap as Rhaenyra stared up at the sky, not paying attention. The world of politics bored her.

'Of course, I read it.' Rhaenyra answered

'When Princess Nymeria arrived in Dorne, who did she take to husband?'

'A man.' She answered bored out of her mind

'What was his name?' Alicent pushed.

'Lord Something.'

'If you answer with "Lord Something," Septa Marlow will be furious.' Alicent reminded her.

'She's funny when she's furious.' Rhaenyra told her with a smirk

'You're always like this when you're worried.' Alicent remarked.

'Like what?' she asked staring up at her.

'Disagreeable.' Alicent told her. Rhaenyra stared at her, a bit annoyed.

"I don't know I had a grand time with my aunt Gaena this morning, perhaps it is just the present company." Rhaenyra countered.

'You're worried your father is about to overshadow you with a son.' Alicent clarified.

'I only worry for my mother. I hope for my father that he gets a son. As long as I can recall, it's all he's wanted.' Rhaenyra told her honestly.

'You want him to have a son?'

'I want to fly with you on dragon back, see the great wonders across the Narrow Sea, and eat only cake.' Rhaenyra told her.

'I'm being serious.'

'I never jest about cake.' Rhaenyra assured.

'You aren't worried about your position?'

'I like this position. It's quite comfortable.' Rhaenyra mused adjusting on the ground. But Alicent got up and Rhaenyra's head which was in her friends lap dropped to the ground 'Where are you going?'

'Home. The hour has grown late.' Alicent told her stubbornly.

'Princess Nymeria led her Rhoynar across the Narrow Sea on 10,000 ships to flee their Valyrian pursuers.' Rhaenyra said getting up. Alicent looked at her baffled. 'She took Lord Mors Martell of Dorne to husband and burned her own fleet off Sunspear to show her people that they were finished running.' Rhaenyra took the page tearing it out of the book

'What are you doing?' Alicent questioned as Rhaenyra handed it to her.

'So you remember.'

'If-if the Septa sees this book, then...' Alicent said nervously as she looked at the torn page in her hand

'fսck the Septa.'

'Rhaenyra!' she declared as they both started laughing.