The secret affair|| Daemon Targaryen

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Daemons pov
I meet with her like she requested. I smile seeing her and kiss her lips softly and she hums and melts and I deepen the kiss. She pulls away. She's giving me a look of fear almost. "What? What is it saera?" I ask her worried. "I don't think we should do this anymore..." she says and a tear falls from her eye. I wipe it "why not? You obviously want to. You saying the words just made you cry hatchling" I say worried. She tells me "she's suspicious of us. She kept asking questions during the lessons. It felt like an interrogation more than me learning. Not only that...she apologized. She's given me my right to choose back." I say "we will be careful and she won't find out. Not until we wish her to. Let her pry. She's fishing and she won't find anything princess. Not only that...but choose? You're still going to look for a husband? Saera I chose you. And you said you chose me"

She replies "I did chose you! I still want to. But it's not right daemon! You're my mothers. I don't wish to be a second wife to anyone, especially you." I rest my forehead against hers "I assure you you'll have that title but you'll be treated as if you're my first wife." She moves "that's not the point daemon." "Then what is the point dear?" I ask her wanting her to just speak freely and not hold back like I can see she is. I stroke her scar comfortingly "you'll be treated just as you are now and more if I take you as my wife." I continue.

"I don't want to be married to someone who's married to someone else daemon. If I take you to be my husband and they approve...I'll only have you but you'll have someone else. I don't want that. I don't want to be a visenya in a marriage" she says. I tilt her head up by her chin "look at me." She does "we can keep this alive sweetheart. I know it's rough right now with having to hide. We're just staring this out. Bonding deeper. Learning one another. I choose you saera. And I know this choice, having you means a tough road ahead but I do not care. I want you. Need you. Choose me. And I'll worry about and deal with the rest. Just be with me." I put her hand on my chest and she feels my heartbeat "this what you do to me." "Daemon" she sighs. I say "I know you feel the same saera. You cried just saying the words. You didn't want to come to that decision. You put your own wants aside again. Don't. If you want me princess....have me." Stoking her hair.

She kisses me once more and says "this isn't a good idea" "the best things come from that sort of thing" I reply and kiss her once more. I could kiss her all day, her lips are so soft, and taste of the sweets she eats. I break the kiss with a smile "do you want to go on a ride?" She perks up "I'll race you even" with a grin and she tugs me by my hand through the keep "I'll take you up on that princess" as we reach outside. She smiles and sees Luke and Jace being trained. But not by Criston? Who's the head of the guard now that Ser Harrold stepped back. He's still In the guard but he's older so he's stepped back as lord commander. A mistake if I'm being honest. "Ser Harrold why is it that your successor isn't training the crowned princes? The future hand of the queen, and her future heir if she doesn't have one of her own?" I ask. Ser Harrold speaks "he's training Aemond your grace the princes we're just left to watch" I nod "thank you for stepping in and teaching them. Criston. You job is to train Jacaerys and Lucerys. The future hand of the queen and the possible future heir of the heir. The lord commander of the watch trains the heirs. Not the children that were skipped over" he says "I've always trained aemond your grace" his eyes angry. My hand is tugged and I look over to my love "leave them with ser Harrold...ser Criston was always cruel to my brothers. I doubt that's changed any daemon" her voice low. I nod and say "demand it princess. Go on. It's your right to do so just as it is mine" she sends me a smile and straightens up like a true queen "ser Criston you train no one on this field." "Princess it is my job as the lord commander to teach-" he's cut off "teach. Not provide endless cruelty. Which you've done to my brothers years before. You aren't teaching material ser. You're not even lord commander material either. You are skilled yes. So for now unless my mother decides otherwise you'll keep your station and title. Though I think we can use you elsewhere. But you will not reach another lesson until you learn how to do so without being a prick." I chuckle at her words.

He bows "yes princess" she turns to her uncle "uncle you will be learning from Erryk from now on" aemond nods "good choice niece" I don't like how he's looking at her. Not one bit. She turns to Jace and Luke "you will learn from Ser Harrold and ser Arryk" they nod "yes sister. Yes princess" she nods "carry on" and tugs me more by the hand and she asks "how did I do?" "You spoke as a true queen. Showed a kindness to your brothers and the people training in general. It shows you care for them. Despite them being knights. You spoke strongly and stood firm. I'm proud" i tell her. She smiles my way and we find caraxes curled up with meraxes. Strange. They've never done this before. They really are a mirror image of ourselves.