III. Dragonstone

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AIMERE FLEW TO DRAGONSTONE...

She landed on the cliff side where Dawnfyre screeched a roar at the other dragon on the cliff; Caraxes.

Aimere smiles as her dragon lowers it's head and lets her get off, she takes off her gloves, and cups her hands walking over to Caraxes and Daemon who stood up.

He had been sitting with Caraxes but when he saw Dawnfyre in the distance he knew who it was.

"You came."

"I told you I would."

Daemon smirks, "I thought you would take longer, you said-"

"I said a lot of things but you never told me the reason why you left," Aimere points out, "Rhaenyra being the new Heir... I know that must of hurt you."

Daemon didn't answer.

"It took me a bit but... Here I am," Aimere smiles at him, "I want to be by your side."

Daemon smiled as he took her hands in his.

"I knew you were like me," comments Daemon.

Aimere gave him a look, "just because I am here doesn't mean-"

He cuts her off with a kiss.

He kisses her deeply and intimately.

She was so shocked, though she did kiss back, she was shocked... She pulled out of the kiss as she looked at him, "what-"

"I am not going to go any further, Princess, I just wanted to do that," Daemon told her.

Aimere watched as he walked away.

Aimere touches her lips in shock...


AIMERE ENTERED THE ROOM where Daemon and his men were, "men," Daemon spoke up, "treat Princess Aimere as you would me. She's second in command."

The men all nodded.

Aimere smiles at him as he nods back.

Aimere went to Daemon as he took her hand, "come with me."

She hesitates but nods following him out of the room.

He brings her to the war council room where he has a box, he opens it, and her eyes widen.

"That's a-"

"A dragon's egg, yes," Daemon nods with a smirk.

"Not just any dragon egg," Aimere took it from him looking at it closely, feeling its scales, "it's the one Rhaenyra and I chose for our departed brother..."

"He wouldn't be needing it anymore-"

Aimere cut him off by trying to slap him but he caught her wrist!

Aimere just glares at him, "this is just insensitive and disrespectful, Daemon!"

Daemon stares at her, "trust me, I've thought this out," he told her, "the egg will be for our child."

Her eyes widened as he took the egg from her putting it back... 

"Daemon..."

"I'm not going to hurt you, Aimere," Daemon reassures her, "don't ever think that."

"Then be aware that I am not ready for a child anytime soon," Aimere told him.

Daemon shrugs, "maybe, maybe not, we'll see."

"What?" Aimere follows him, "I just said-"

Daemon nods, "but you came here to be with me," he points out, "I believe that means what it means, don't you?"

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