AIMERE FLEW DOWNWARD ON DAWNFYRE.
Her dragon was beautiful, quite large for dragons, well not as large as Vhagar... She looked like this:
She was fiercely loyal as well, would kill anyone who yelled at the young Princess and has before. She is lucky she is a Princess, to be honest.
Being the younger of twins of King Viserys... She tends to get away with a lot. Viserys cherishes his two daughters, loves them unconditionally, but he does seem to favor one over the other.
Rhaenyra, her sister, happens to be his cupbearer on the small council. Yes, not exactly something she should be jealous of, but she is.
But she does happen to have her mother's heart completely.
She always goes to visit her and the other way around as well. Queen Aemma never chooses favorites but she does make sure that Princess Aimere is seen and loved all the time.
Aimere lands at the dragon pit as Dawnfyre lowers her neck to let her down.
Aimere got off gracefully of her dragon, she then touched her purple scales, smiling widely.
"That was quite the ride."
Aimere turned fast at the sound of the familiar voice speaking in high Valeryian to see Prince Daemon, her Uncle In fact, she smiled widely.
"Daemon," Aimere ran over and wrapped her arms around him tightly.
His visits are so few but when he does she loves it.
Daemon hugged her back, putting his head in her neck, "you've grown," he told her pulling away.
"That's what happens," Aimere laughs, "you look good, you're hair is long again!"
"Yes, yes, it is."
"I prefer you with longer hair," she sweetly smiles at him, "you must let me braid it sometime."
He smirks, "I would love that. But first I have to do a few things as Commander of the City Watch," he then pulls out something wrapped in silk, "although before I take my leave I brought you something, Princess."
Aimere brightens up, "truly?"
Daemon smiles as he opens it showing a Valerian Steele necklace.
"Oh my gods," Aimere smiles brightly at this, "it is stunning!"
"Turn around."
She does so as he clasps the necklace onto her neck then he turns her around to see, "you look beautiful."
Aimere blushes as she nods, "thank you..."
AIMERE WENT TO HER MOTHER'S CHAMBERS after parting ways with Daemon.
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His Princess || Daemon Targaryen
FanfictionWhen Princess Aimere Targaryen, the fraternal twin sister to Rhaenyra and youngest daughter of King Viserys and Queen Aemma Targaryen, finds herself falling for the Rogue Prince and abandoning everything she knows for him