"Lynasier's followers will abandon her if they know the war is lost, give them that chance. If the city surrenders they'll ring the bells and raise the gates, please if you hear them ringing the bells call of the attack."
Truma can either make or br...
TW: Implications Of Child Abuse. (I'm a couple chapters I'm going to add Daemon.) you know I'm just building the foundation for him.(Also look how well I edited that photo of her. Omg I'm blushing from it.)
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The Furious Duke Of Hastings
(Age 19)
The next morning...
To say Daemerys was in pain the next morning was an understatement. Her knuckles, wrist, fingers hurt like hell. They were all swollen and bloody. Not to mention her legs as well. She didn't know this but at some point when fighting Lord Berbooke she had scraped both of her legs, one on her knee and another one on her lower shin.
"Morning." Daemerys said coming into the drawer room. "Morning dearest." Violet said warmly. "God if theirs another ball tonight I will be dead in a week." Daemerys stated slouching down in the couch. "Theirs an another ball tonight." Daphne said as Daemerys along with Benedict and Colin groaned. "I'm to tired for another ball." Daemerys said closing her eyes. "Did you get any sleep last night?" Daphne whispered. "No since I am in to much pain, thank you by the way." Daemerys said grumpily. "What are you two talking about?" Violet asked them. "Nothing mama." Daphne stated as a maid poured Daemerys a cup of coffee. "Angel." Daemerys said to the maid. "You got wings baby." She added sitting up before taking a sip as the boys laughed. "Do I have to be here for suitors?" She suddenly asked having the caffeine kick in. "Yes you do, people will be lining up for you too." Violet said as Daemerys sighed. "And to see this beautiful painting of you." Violet said looking at the newest painting. "Where did you get that?" Daemerys asked almost spitting her coffee out. "Her majesty." Violet answered sitting down. "I'm going to get another cup of coffee." Daemerys said standing up walking out of the room.
"Elizabeth can you do me a favor?" Daemerys asked as the maid nodded swiftly. "What can I do for you miss?" Elizabeth asked. "Can I have a smoothie?" Daemerys asked. "What kind of smoothly?" Elizabeth asked. "2 scoops of ice cream, 3 shots vodka." Daemerys ordered. "2 scoops 3 shots, I'll go get that for you." Elizabeth said. "Thank you, I'll have it in the drawer room." Daemerys said walking back. "Get that cup of coffee?" Benedict asked playfully, wiggling his eyebrows as she lightly smacked the back of his head. "Shut it." She said sitting back down as Elizabeth handed her the "smoothie". "Thank you Elizabeth." Daemerys said taking a sip of the smoothie, before making a sour face. "It's not that strong sister." Benedict said playfully as she glared at him. "No it isn't." She stated braking another sip of the smoothie.
