"TO THIS LOVE WE ARE BOTH CHAINED AND BOUND"
in which daemon targaryen finds himself chained to a woman. never leaving his thoughts, saphrona arryn is the missing piece to daemon's happiness.
HOUSE OF THE DRAGON|DAEMON TARGARYEN...
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it had been a week since killian's celebration of life, saphrona had sent word to eyrie and her nephew that she was returning. he acted very glad to see her, he was needing help in the vale.
saph had let her late husband's family know of her departure and of course it tore them apart but they understood, which was what mattered the most to her. they knew it times of great loss it was good to be with your family, and saphrona missed hers so.
godfrey had packed the carriage, and they were off in the early morning exactly a week after killian's funeral. shadowfax was pulled behind the carriage, and ajax got a seat inside the carriage with them all.
kassian was sleeping on ajax as saphrona and godfrey sat in silence. godfrey finally spoke, "it's almost like it was yesterday we were in a carriage headed to king's landing." he smiled.
saphrona nodded, "me at the age of ten and four did not know what she had coming." she laughed, thinking of her beginning in the red keep.
her mind shot to daemon, her relationship with him and how close they were before she and killian were betrothed. daemon truly was her best friend.
she remembered the first time daemon took her to flea bottom. she had just had her ten and seventh name day so he would have been twenty and two. he had said he wanted to take her out for her birthday.
the two of them snuck through the palace like little thieves making their way to flea bottom. he wore a cloak to cover his hair, meanwhile she was no one important. she left her hair in its braid and kept on her plain clothes.
she remembered him taking her past all the performers, they watched a play, and then he took her to a brothel. the things she saw would make even godfrey blush. the two of them never once laid a kiss on eachothers lips, but they had the time of their lives exploring that city.
her and daemon were both kids then, and so much had happened since that time in flea bottom. he was a war hero, she was a mother, they were adults.
she felt a twinge of guilt in her heart for thinking of daemon in such ways after her husband had just died, but she had always had a soft spot for the prince. she figured she probably always would too.
after some time, kassian became restless. he needed to get out, stretch his legs and run. he needed to be a kid, because he had been extremely good for saphrona since killian had passed.
they stopped the carriage in the country for everyone to get out and stretch their legs. kassian bolted out of the carriage, ajax not far behind him and the two ran around in circles, chasing each other tirelessly.
