Daemon Targaryen Imagines

A Visit

Warnings : Incest (Niece X Uncle), medieval marriage, Underage (Characters are over age of concept but discuss times when underage), sexual discussion.

Reader: Named Alyssa Targaryen. Sister of Rhaenyra and Daughter of Viserys

Daemon was sat at his desk doing his least favourite task of all tasks, paperwork. The castle of Dragonstone about him, the fire singeing with a few cracks and pops. He heard a knock at the door and lifted his head. His cropped white hair fell into his face, "In." he snapped his tone brash and inviting. Enters Alyssa, his niece, daughter of his brother King Viserys, and younger sister of Rhaenyra. She comes in nervously but smiling as she always did, in an exquisite black ballgown with embroidered red dragon scales. He noticed she had been riding, as her hair was up in a tight braid from ride on her dragon 'starling'.

He looked at her with an intrigued look eyebrow raised for a moment, but as he always did for Alyssa he somewhat exposed the deeper insides. "Alyssa, And what brings you to Dragonstone?"

"I fancied a visit. Home has been... Trying,"

With a curious expression on his face he tilted his head, "Trying?"

"Mhm, father and sister are fighting again."

"When aren't they,"

"True,"

"Do you feel safer here, being far away from them?"

"I do. I always feel safer with you," she smiled as she fixed a fly away behind her ear,

"That's rather nice to hear, I must say. I suppose it makes me feel more at ease knowing you are safe with me. Where their arguments can't get you."

"Very much so,"

"Why do you feel safe with me?"

"you're comforting I suppose," she blushed, their eyes met across the room and for a moment the sound of the fire was all that echoed through Dragonstone's cold halls, "may I?" She looks to the desk,

A slight smirk appearing on Daemon's face. He was curious to see how willing she was, so he said nothing, simply nodding his head.

She smiled and came closer to his desk sitting on the corner, Daemon's smirk remained on his face as his niece approached him and decided to sit right next to him. Merely inches from him her thigh barely an inch from his hand, He continued to work on the papers and letters on his desk, not paying much attention to her presence. He knew really that all she wanted, was attention, The only reason she was truly here was because her father and sister were bickering, her stepmother was busy with babies and she was left in the keep without attention. And Daemon had always been her favourite for attention, Her his favourite for attention too.

However, no matter how much he tried he was still aware that she was there, he was curious as to exactly where she intended to go with her flirtation today, and how far she would go until he snapped and gave her what she wanted.

"Father's been talking again..."

"About what,"

"I can't,"

"You here... no spies and rats here Alyssa, tell me all about it, if you so wish."

"About me getting married,"

Daemon's eyebrow raised the thought of his young niece being married off made him feel uncomfortable, With his feelings toward her and the matter clear. He was about to say something to protest the idea, yet he stopped himself.

"Not fond of that idea?"

"I'd be happy to be married," she nodded,

Daemon's eyes narrowed, as he tried to put together what she was saying. Her words had come off as quite contradictory, as she said that she would be happy to be married, yet he knew that wasn't what she wanted.