Champagne Problems | Daemon Targaryen

04.

Riella

  "If you killed Viserys you would be made King anyway," I say, looking out at the sea. Daemon is sat at the head of the boat.

  "He has never officially made me heir," Daemon replies and i turn to look at him.

  "I do plan on killing Viserys," I say. "And Otto Hightower and anyone who sides with them."

  "I expected no less," he smirks back at me. "We're almost there."

And thats when i see it. Dragonstone. The place i grew up.

"It's been so long," I say. 7 years to be exact. When I was kidnapped and taken on a boat to King's Landing by Viserys' guards.

"We'll be here for a while," he continues as we near land. "To gain support. You'll be safe here." I stand up on the boat before climbing out. The water goes up to my shoulders and I walk towards the shore.

"What are you doing, Riella?" Papa asks as he sits on the sand beside Mama.

"I'm building a castle," I reply as I tap down the sand. "My dream castle."

"It looks like our castle," Mama says and I smile at her.

"Our castle is my dream castle," I say. "I'm going to build a moat to keep all the monsters away, so that we can all be together forever."

"That is a wonderful idea, Riella," Mama says.

The memory fades, Mama and Papa disappear from the sand. The world becomes gloomier. As i reach the sand i bend down, my palm touches it. The sand folds beneath my fingers and I collapse to my knees.

Everything feels so dead here. My childhood has been drained away. The skies use to be blue and bright, now they are grey and cloudy.

"We will make them pay," Daemon says from behind me. His presence is enough. It makes me feel less alone.

"Thats not enough!" I yell as I turn to face him. "I want them to feel how I feel. I want to kill everyone they care for. I want to burn everything they love most. I want to destroy their lives. Then they will die. Only then will I let them die."

"One problem with that plan," he says as he offers me a hand and pulls me up. "You need dragons." My eyes water. And I must pull some kind of sad face as Daemon shakes his head.

"R-Rhexa," i blubbers and Daemon rolls his eyes.

"Stop being a baby," he replies. "Lets go find you another dragon. I know a spot." He grabs my arm and pulls me along.

"I won't marry you," I say to him as I fall into step beside him. "I don't like you very much."

"I don't like you much either," he says. "But we're stuck together so deal with it. You and I belong together. Did you know your father wanted us to be betrothed?"

"My father hated you," I reply. I remember him constantly complaining about his cousin Daemon.

"He hated me because I said you were an ugly baby," Daemon says and I grin. "I was 13, I didn't want to be engaged to a baby."