Since Helaena's birth Aislynn had gotten baby fever. She wanted a child to grow in her womb and love completely, a part of her.
"What are you thinking about?" Finn questioned as Aislynn wrapped an arm around him.
"My future children." Aislynn admitted.
"Who are you marrying?" Finn questioned.
"No one." Aislynn assured.
"But... you just said your future children?" Finn countered confused.
"Yep. I'm waiting on a mystery man and then we... we nothing. Nothing." Aislynn remarked because Daemon was already wed and she needed to move on but she couldnt get him out of her mind.
"How many kids do you want?"
"Well I already have one perfect son right here." She gave Finn a squeeze. "so I'm guessing a lot of children, as long as they are all perfect like you." Aislynn admitted. "I might change my mind once i push the first one out but I loved that we grew up with a house full of life and love." Finn nodded in agreement. "We were always together, you and our siblings are my closest friends. I want all the children, the big happy family." Aislynn remarked.
"Can I have veto power over your future husband?" Finn pondered and Aislynn stared back at him debating that.
"Can I have double veto power over your veto?" Aislynn countered and Finn tipped his head to the side.
"No." Finn decided.
"Okay." Aislynn agreed and Finn smiled into her. "Only because I love you more than any man and want you to be happy... and you want me loveless?" She teased.
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'We should make landfall inside the hour, Princess.' Criston told Rhaenyra as they sailed
'How do you think he will take it?' Rhaenyra questioned looking out at the castle in the distance.
'Do you speak of how you rejected every suitor His Grace put before you, or how you abruptly ended the tour with two months remaining?' Criston mused but a dragon shrieking and rumbling caught their attention. Caraxes flew overhead, rocking the ship.
'Take cover!'
'Princess! You all right? Are you? Fetch the maester!' Criston declared as he helped Rhaenyra up she clutched at her head as she stared at Caraxes.
'I'm fine.' She assured watching Caraxes land. The true man of her dreams was back at the capital.
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The throne room was filled, whispered voices echoed Daemon's name. Viserys stood ready to reprimand his brother.
"He's going to be an idiot and forgive him." Aislynn whispered.
"Hush." Otto begged.
"He is. Because thats what men are. Idiotic." Aislynn added, Otto grumbled looking to her. "I'm sorry did you want me to lie?"
"Aislynn my dear, I love you but you make me want to bash my head into the wall." Otto informed her.
"You should have done that before you tricked the king into marrying Alicent." Aislynn remarked.
"Are you ever going to let that go?" Otto countered aggressively. But her smack talk was all a ruse because she felt her panties go wet as the doors opened and Daemon strut in.
Daemon walked forward with confidence though, the kings guard unsheathed their swords ready to attack, to protect their king. A crown on Daemon's head he threw down his sword before them.
"Never. because Ali, my sweet little Ali's life is ruined because you wanted power." Aislynn remarked when she remembered how to speak. How did he keep getting more and more sexy?
"Aislynn." Otto begged.
'Add it to the chair.' Daemon offered it clattered before Viserys as the crowd murmured with anticipation.
'You wear a crown.' Viserys noted. 'Do you also call yourself "King"?' he sneered
'Once we smashed the Triarchy, they named me "King of the Narrow Sea." Daemon informed him and the crowd murmured again, Daemon was no king. Everyone knew of his reputation. 'But I know that there is only one true king, Your Grace.' Daemon assured. 'My crown and the Step stones... are yours.'
"How generous, Viserys is going to open his arms and say brother welcome back, let me turn around so you can stab me in the back tomorrow." Aislynn muttered.
"Please stop." Otto begged.
"Dont worry I'm going to fix Daemon." Aislynn assured.
"Fix him?" Otto whispered.
"Yes." Aislynn agreed simply. Otto rose a curious brow but she didnt say anything else she just stared back at Daemon and that perfect ass.
'Well, where is Lord Corlys?' Viserys questioned hesitantly, Daemon was not one to bend the knee willingly.
'He sailed home to Driftmark.' Daemon told him
'Who holds the Step stones?' Viserys countered
'The tides... the crabs, and 2,000 dead Triarchy corsairs, staked to the sand to warn those who might follow.' Daemon informed him. Viserys got closer to him and the crowd held its breath.
"Wait for it, I'm right and I should have put money on it." Aislynn muttered. Aislynn was so glad Viserys was a push over because she wanted Daemon back.
'Rise.' Viserys said hugging Daemon as he rose and the crowd applauded, there would not be war, but peace. 'The realm owes you a great debt, brother. Come. This is our chance...'
"You get the pride of knowing you were right not a prize." Otto remarked as he headed out.
"I prefer prizes but what good is pride if I can't boast about it?" Aislynn called after him.
Daemon turned around and caught her eye. A smile curved her lips but she couldnt give him the satisfaction of knowing what that look did to her. She offered her sassiest smiles before flipping her hair over her shoulder and heading out.
"Game on." Daemon rasped watching her go.
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Sober / Daemon Targaryen
FanfictionAislynn Hightower was furious at Viserys for hurting her little sister. Furious at Rhaenyra for abandoning her best friend. So what does one do when they was bubbling with rage? Get drunk and make stupid decisions. The enemy of her enemy is... also...
