𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬/ daemon targaryen

𝟗. 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠'𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠

[108 AC]
Daemon

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When I saw her crying in the bathroom I promised myself to kill everyone who would make her feel like this again. And here I am, pressed to the wall with a dagger at my throat.
I had no idea she was capable of something like this.

"You're gonna regret that, Daemon." she said through gritted teeth. I did understand why she reacted like that. Yet I wasn't against her, just trying to save her from a spike. If only she wasn't so fucking stubborn.

"Maybe" The only thing I would regret is loosing her forever. However I hoped she will understand my actions. One day. She shook her head, giving up. Visenya stepped away looking into my eyes. Her fury gave way to disappointment. She looked at me like she didn't even know me.

"Fine" she said turning to Crispin Cole."I will go to King's Landing" She gave up? Just like that! "but on dragon's back." she stated, picking her sword up from the ground."Nothing's keeping me here anymore."

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I arrived to King's Landing a day after Visenya left. And I was fucking surprised, that no one welcomed their Prince in the capitol."What the fuck is going on!" I shouted, walking through the hall. There wasn't another living soul in this court. That means that someone is dying or fighting (optionally almost dying). I headed to throne room expecting for some bloodshed. But then I realized who might be in danger. No it's not possible, it wasn't how my plan looked like.

I took my sword, preparing to fight all the bastards that tauched my Queen. I found the door opened and I could hear the voices from inside. But once I got there I saw something I wasn't expecting.

My own brother sitting on the Iron Throne saying these words."I Viserys Targaryen, first of his name. The King of the Andals the Rhoynar and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and Protector of the Realm, do hereby name, Visenya Targaryen, Princess of Dragonstone and Heir to the Iron Throne." Everyone bowed their head to the King. What the fuck just happened! She turned around to face the crowd. I smirked, skaking my head. It was hilarious! But then our eyes met. I saw a smile of satisfacion on her face when she straightened up. I won't admit it, but that turned me on.

She achieved what all men and women of the realm were dying rearching for. Her glorious figure shining, in the shadow of the Iron Throne. Envy screaming through my veins, on this view.

I can't stay here any longer. I know her and when she is angry, she's capable of anything.

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author note

I think I prefer writing from Visenya's point of view:/

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