"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."
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"Your Finished Berbrooke"
(Age 19)
That day Daemerys told Daemon everything. Everything from her brother to burning that building down. By the end he had understand why she felt resentment towards him. She showed him the letters, all of them. To say he was fuming was an understatement. He was ready to kill him with his bear hands. And he would've if Daemerys hadn't stopped him.
"We toss him a lead. If he decides to catch it that's up to him. But if he misses, we'll give him hell." He said shrugging, before brushing the hair out of her face. "I hope he doesn't catch it, I really hope." She said sighing. "We need to get rid of Berbrooke, and fast." She said changing the subject as the carriage pulled into a stop before the door opened. "Thank you." Daemerys said stepping out of the carriage. "Can I help you?" The short chubby man asked. "We need to see Queen Charlotte right away." Daemerys said as the man tilted his head. "And you are?" A guard asked. "Princess Daemerys Stormborn." Daemerys stated as the short man nodded before saying. "Oh course you're highness." He said leading them into the palace.
Daemerys and Daemon walked side by side In sync with one another. The two looked very well put together and powerful. You could se the staff look at them like they were about to pee their pants when they mad eye contact. Once they arrived at the room they were supposed to be in there was Queen Charlotte sitting on the throne with her dogs and her ladies in waitings.
"Your majesty." Daemerys said as Queen Charlotte looked towards Daemon as he gave a short bow to his head out of respect. "What can I do for you today? Daemerys? Come to see more paintings of yourself?" The Queen asked rhetorically. "No I am not." Daemerys said firmly. "I have a problem and only you can fix it." She stated. "A problem only I can fix? How lovely." The Queen said petting her dog as Daemerys stool silent. "We'll plead your case." The Queen said. "Lord Berbrooke has threatened my family and me for that matter." Daemerys said as the Queen's smile fell. "He tried to attack Daphne and me when we were alone. Almost compromising Daphne in the process luckily I stopped it." She stated as Daemon winked to one of the ladies in waiting. "Now he's threatening me with marriage, but I am already engaged." Daemerys said as the Queen smiled. "To whom?" The Queen asked pleased. "Him your highness." Daemerys said looking over to Daemon. "And he is?" The Queen asked curious.
"Prince Daemon Targaryen. The Rogue Prince, your highness." Daemon stated introducing himself. "Ahh, I've heard about you before good man." The Queen said as he smirked. "Only great things I hope." He said sarcastically as the Queen laughed. "A Royal wedding, how lovely." The Queen said. "Now what do you want me to do with Berbrooke?" The Queen asked. "If I had it my way I would've killed him." He stated. "That's not an option." Daemerys stated. "And your idea?" The Queen asked. "Strip him of everything, land, assets, title. Anything and everything he has." She suggested as the Queen nodded. "We shall do that then." The Queen stated. "Anything else?" The Queen asked. "No." Daemerys said. "Good, you shall see yourselfs out then." The Queen said standing up, walking away.
Daemerys started chuckling after the door closed. She couldn't stop when thinking about how the girls were eye googling him the whole time.
"What's so funny?" He asked crossing his arms. "You think those girls are bad? Wait for tonight, they'll be all over you." She stated as the hallway doors opened. "Jesus." He said as she started walking away. "They'll look like they'll want to take you on the floor right then and there. All I suggest is good luck." She stated walking down the hall.
Good luck indeed.
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