DAEMON THREW A TABLE AT THE WALL IN FRUSTRATION!
All he wanted to do was to avenge his daughter and stepdaughter... Is that so wrong?
He shook his head, he loves Raewyn and now, he doesn't know if she'll ever forgive him.
"Daemon?"
Daemon stopped as he turned to see Alexander standing in the doorway, "Alexander, what are you doing here?"
"I heard what you did," Alexander said looking down at his hands.
Daemon just sighs, "great, another one of your family come to judge me-"
"I'm not here to judge you," Alex told him, "I actually... I shouldn't, I should be like my father, I shouldn't justify Blood and Cheese, but-"
"But you do?" Daemon asked him.
"I do."
Alex admits as he walks into the chambers and closes the door behind him, "I believe you did the right thing. You got revenge for my sisters."
"Exactly," Daemon agrees, feeling relieved someone agrees, but, "I have to say... I'm quite surprised that you are the one who agrees with my actions."
Alexander shrugs, "I have my own reasons, have a good night, Daemon," he then turned around and left the room with just that.
Daemon was shocked, he just never saw it being Alexander who would agree with him, but then he thought of his own new son... Asher.
ASHER LAID IN HIS CRIB LOOKING AROUND when Daemon walked into his nursery.
Daemon walked over to the crib and picked up Asher.
Asher smiles at his father as he touches Daemon's fingers, "hey, it's me, it's your papa."
"My Prince?"
Daemon turned to look at Beatrice standing there.
"My Lady... It is quite late," Daemon comments.
Beatrice nods, "I know but Reva is asleep so I'm the stand-in Septa..." Daemon then noticed how the girl was staring downwards as she spoke to him.
Daemon placed Asher back in his crib, placing his toy next to him before walking over to the shy Handmaiden, "do I frighten you?"
"No? Maybe..."
Beatrice closes her eyes, "I apologize greatly, My Prince, if I have given any offense."
"Don't worry, you haven't," Daemon said with a smirk.
That's when Asher began to cry.
Beatrice immediately went to him.
RAEWYN SAT WITH SAPHIRA WHO MISSED HER TERRIBLY, it seems grief is a pretty good distraction, but Rae felt better getting out and seeing her dragon.
"How did I know I'd find you here?"
Raewyn turns and looks over to see Rhaenyra, "are you checking up on me?"
"Maybe? Can't sleep?" Rhaenyra asked as she walked over and sat next to her.
"Maybe... You?" Raewyn questioned.
Rhaenyra shrugs, "I think Daemon threw a table," she confesses.
Rae laughs unable not to, "that does sound like my husband..." Then she put her head in her hands, "I miss Harwin."
"Well, that was a turn," Rhaenyra comments.
"Nyra!"
"I'm sorry, Rae, I love you to death but I know you... You did know who you were marrying when you married Daemon, didn't you?" Rhaenyra asked.
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The Love Of Dragons || Daemon Targaryen
FanfictionBook II Two Targaryens, both of who are made of fire, meant for each other... When war brews and grief stirs will they find each other? COMPLETED