My wife has killed herself when news of complications struck her. Death can be both a curse and a blessing at times. At least now she is free.
But My dear wife has left me and I will be forced to face Rhaenyra. She will be at the funeral as her husband is the brother of my wife.
I do not know if I will be able to resist her if she chooses to show me her desires. Not this time.
It's been a decade since last we spoke yet every time I bed my wife her face appears behind my eyes. I tried to keep busy to keep thoughts of her away but luck was not in my favor.
My dreams have been infected with memories of her pressed against the cold stone wall. I cannot run from my desire and I cannot send it away.
I need to feel her. I need to have her. I fear that time has changed her feelings of me, though.
I feel some guilt that in the sorrow of my wife's death all I can think about is her. Her lover is dead as well. She will not be allowed to mourn. I mourn but I also long. I have wanted Rhaenyra so long that in my grief she is the light at the end of the tunnel.
Can I have her now? Will I be able to find a way to steal her away this time? I really do hope so.
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The Journal of Daemon Targaryen (A House of the Dragon Fanfiction)
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