"Where are the princes?" Daemon demanded.
"They left your grace, they took their dragons. They didn't say where they were going." Erryk remarked. He preferred Davina to Daemon, especially since Rhaenyra was bending over backwards to please Daemon. Erryk knew Davina's temper but he also knew that her children kept her in line. Keeping them safe kept her from losing her head. Daemon didn't have a lid on his temper, his anger, he wanted the crown and the throne. He wanted the crown and the rest of the world was clouded. Davina had a purpose and a vision, a moral compass, Daemon was a ship sailing without an anchor going where ever the wind blew him, where ever his impulsive thoughts led him.
Harwin was Davina's anchor.
"They are running home." Daemon sneered. "Turning against their mother for Davina."
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''Everything I ever wanted I got. I got a husband that loves me more than anyone. A family, a beautiful family, that I adore. But there will always be... Daemon.''
''SO get rid of him." Haenry suggested.
''What has been, is not what will always be.'' Harwin agreed.
"Burn a bitch." Aemond declared. "As your king, I command you to follow your heart drag him through hell if it pleases you mama Dav."
"Best boys every." Davina declared happily.
"Davina, incoming dragons." Criston remarked.
"Daemon come to play?" Davina mused rummaging through her dresser. She pulled the necklace free she could still see some of the dried blood from the last person she killed with it.
"The Strong boys." Criston corrected and Davina looked to Aemond and Haenry as he rose up ready for a fight.
"Sit. Stay." Davina told him.
"Mother they are probably trying to-" Haenry began.
"They couldn't hurt me even if they tried." Davina corrected.
"I should go with you." Harwin remarked.
"Me as well." Aemond agreed.
"You are the king now." Davina reminded Aemond holding his face gently in her hands. "You don't take the risks, if this is trap which is unlikely but I know Criston worries." Davina smirked back at him. "Then I will handle what needs handling but I stand by my previous statement. Those boys are family. No one touches them." Davina instructed and Criston nodded. "Come on."
"Should I alert the-"
"Criston, I made you commander because you are good and loyal and brave." Davina reminded him. "Also because Harrold left, and I don't want Harwin spending any more time apart from me." Davina added as they walked. "But you get the kings guard and those boys are going to be terrified and every lie Daemon or Rhaenyra spun to them will forge as fact in their minds if they are greeted with weapons at the ready."
"Davina," Criston whispered.
"Don't worry." Davina assured. "Call them back, I want to talk to them alone."
Davina stared up at the dragons descended. Joffrey smiled down at her as she extended her arms and he slid down to her.
"My boys!" Davina declared hugging Joffrey to her. "A lovely surprise." Davina assured. Joffrey was too little and his dragon too little to ride at the moment so he flew behind them, so Joffrey had rode with jace.
"Daemon wants to start a war." Jace remarked.
"I figured Daemon would." Davina agreed.
"I don't want it." Jace told her. "Aemond can have the crown." Jace told her and he held out the crown. Davina took it from him. Staring down at it.
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Fury // Harwin Strong
Fanfiction"You will always fall in love and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast." 🐉 Daemon had a choice to make. He chose wrong. Davina was left with her fury and rage to boil inside of her. Or was the man she really needed right...
