THE HEALER PRINCE ( House of dragon reincarnation)(OC x Alicent)

Part 28

Chapter 28

DAEMON TARGARYEN

The Stepstones were nothing but a bunch of rocky islands spaced between the shore of Dorne and Tyrosh, yet they held significant importance in controlling the trade around the world. They were the corridor that connected four different parts of the world, yet for the importance they bore, the islands were a hovel of simple rocks consisting of deep slithering caves.

The war against the pirates had been going well enough in the beginning, yet as the months passed on, their preparation proved lacking as the armies failed to eradicate the pirates, especially when the pirates began to use the caves as their hideouts making them impervious to Ceraxes' flames. The number of men and rations also proved inadequate, and with Dorne harassing their supplies, the war efforts began to take a turn for the worse.

They were left with two options, the first was to wait for more support in terms of men and equipment from Kingslanding, or there was the second option. The option to make common cause with the Company of Rose hired by Bravos. Yet that would mean splitting the ruling of these islands with those copper counters.

And hence Daemon found himself in front of nearly a thousand men as he sought to carve out a third option, for he was Daemon Targaryen, a descendant of dragonlords of Valyria. And dragons aren't fond of sharing their prizes.

"KNEEL OR BURN!" he shouted, and he saw the men recoil at his words, especially as Ceraxes bared its fangs and narrowed its eyes at the men standing in front of him.

Yet the surprise was short-lived and was soon replaced by anger and indignation, and he watched as , the Captain of the most famous mercenary Company from across the narrow Sea refused to cower in the face of his dragon and stepped forward.

"What is the meaning of this hubris? We are supposed to be on the same side in this war!" the man screamed, and Daemon was impressed by the man's bravery, for he had seen men with greater renown than him wet prostrate themselves in front of the might of a dragon.

Daemon scoffed at those words.

"Then I believe you are mistaken for there are only ever two sides in a war," Daemon began and then raised his sward in the air.

"VICTORS!" he shouted as he smirked and brought down his sword, its tip aimed straight at the black-haired man.

"And LOSERS!"

And he saw the man snarl at his words, and he was about to step forward when Ceraxes made a threatening snarl as it bared its fangs once again. Its mouth lit up as the dragon got ready to burn the man to a crisp.

"Umbagon" (Stay)

Ceraxes halted at his words as Daemon decided to entertain the man who had shown such bravery in the face of such a might beast.

"Speak, yet know that my patience runs thin," ordered Daemon and watched the man's face flush in rage.

"Do you think you can threaten us like this? My men and I are descendants of men who refused to bow to you dragonlords once before and will do so again! And if you truly consider yourself a warrior, then meet me in the field with mail and steel so we can test our mettle against one another like real men instead of hiding behind the powers of these vile beasts. YOU COWARD!"

"AYEEE!" his men roared at his speech, showing their approval as they banged their swords and axes on their shields and began to loudly chant.

"COWAR!" "COWARD!" "COWARD!" "COWARD!" "COWARD!"

And Daemon's eyes narrowed at the insinuation and watched the men in front of him and watched their eyes filled with mockery, and his anger flared. His grip over his sword tightened as he glared at the man hailed as 'the Bloody Wolf' and gritted his teeth.