"TO THIS LOVE WE ARE BOTH CHAINED AND BOUND"
in which daemon targaryen finds himself chained to a woman. never leaving his thoughts, saphrona arryn is the missing piece to daemon's happiness.
HOUSE OF THE DRAGON|DAEMON TARGARYEN...
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over a year had passed since the death of aellius. saphrona had changed. she was cold, no more was the joyous and witty arryn. it was replaced with someone full of grief and anger.
she saved face for her sister, who was fragile enough as it was. at this time, she was with child, and about to birth a babe. saphrona spent almost everyday tending to her. it kept her busy.
she had gone back to the vale to lay aellius to rest, and to see her nephew into his new post as lord of the vale. aellius's son would do a fine job, he was like his father. saphrona had sworn to never go back to the vale after laying her brother to rest. she couldn't.
shortly after aellius's death, daemon left. he abandoned her, running away from his feelings. saphrona gave up on her little girl dreams, and focused on her life. she focused on being a better sister and aunt, and most of all, strengthening her relationship with killian baratheon.
the knight had not yet asked the eighteen year old saphrona arryn to marry him, though everyone was anticipating it. after saphrona's brother's death, the two became even closer.
when daemon wasn't there for her, killian was her crutch. he picked her up from her ground, and made her feel more whole again.
at the moment, she found herself attending her sister again. she had just finished braiding her hair, when rhaenyra had walked in. reeking of dragon.
"you know i don't like you riding when i'm in such condition." aemma lightly scolded her daughter.
"you don't like me riding under any condition. you used to say the same thing to aunt saph." rhaenyra rolled her eyes, looking at her aunt and smirking.
aemma looked to her sister, "yes, but at least saphrona just rides shadowfax, a horse. now i understand saphrona, you had an engagement with ser killian. you may go to him." she smiled at her younger sister. aemma had hoped killian had brought some happiness into her sister's life, but saphrona showed no emotion, so she did not know.
saphrona headed down the corridors to the courtyard, where killian would be waiting for her. the two of them had planned to spend time together, as the young knight had been busy for weeks, but was back for the heir's tournament.
before she made it to killian though, she was stopped by ser herrold. "lady saphrona, ser godfrey. there is someone waiting in the throne room for you milady." the knight informed.
saphrona, intrigued, nodded her head and changed her courses for the throne room. was this some form of odd surprise from killian?
as ser godfrey opened the door he gasped. "gods be good." he said, in utter disgust at who was lounging on the iron throne.
saphrona gasped as well, in shock. "what do you think you are doing?" she asked, thinking to herself what kind of fool just openly sits on the iron throne?
