"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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"Me" (Age 20)
"Me"She said in a firm tone. "He's always doing something you all don't agree on. I'm surprised you haven't gotten rid of him already." Daemerys said chuckling. "How can we trust you though?" A woman asked. "Because everything I do is for a reason and not for fun." She stated crossing her arms. "Who's a better candidate than me? Aegon? god help my brother is a drunk. Aemond, is a mamas boy and will do anything she says. We don't want her to have any control so the only one left, and only suitable candidate is me." She said as they looked to each-other. "The king would have a fit, princess." The man said. "What is your name?" She asked. "Maneora" he stated. "Well, Maneora. Who else do you have in mind then?" She asked curious. "No one." He stated. "Well then. What are you going to do to fix the problem then?" She asked as he looked into her eyes. "Convince the board." He stated. "Alright then." She said smiling. "And how long would it take?" She asked. "Six months." He stated. "Then I suggest you get on it then." She said walking away.
She could tell that Aegon was awake now, his mother was yelling at him. Everything had went silent as a slap was heard. Daemerys immediately started to run down the hall. She knew she had no business in their conversation but she wasn't going to let him endure the same abuse she did. And she would do anything to make sure that didn't happen. She when she arrived in the room she could see almost tears in his eyes. Fury took over her seeing her face. So she did was she had to do.
"Don't ever lay your hands in him." She said grabbing her step mothers hair, throwing her out the room, before slamming and locking the door behind her. "Everything's going to change brother, everything." She said Taking a breath. "You shouldn't have to worry about her anymore." She stated going in to hug him. "Thank you." He whispered as he held his head looking into his eyes. "You're welcome. You're only a child, you shouldn't have to deal with this kind of mistreatment. I'll make sure of it." She stated kissing his forehead. "But in the mean time, we need to talk about your drinking. You can't be acting this way." She said in a soft voice. "Now you're being like her." He said frustrated. "Maybe, but you can't be getting drunk all the time. It not healthy for you, it'll kill you. Do you want to die?" She asked as he shook his head. "Then control it." She said in a stern voice. "Or I will have to, and I don't want to do that to you." She stated sighing. "What did you mean by Everything's changing?" He asked confused. "They're going to vote me in as Queen, and once I'm elected. Your mother is leaving." She stated in a bitter tone. "Leaving?" He asked shocked. "That's my first move. She'll have no access to you or Aemond. And if she does.. trust me, she will be killed." She stated in a firm tone. "And father?" He asked smirking. "Since he's being acting like a child we shall treat from as such." She stated. "Let's us just hope he dies before so he can't be treated as such." Her brother stated chucking.
"God I hope so."
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Later that night..
Daemerys was sitting in bed with a book in her hand as he stormed in wearing armor throwing it across the room in frustration.
"I don't think throwing it is going to solve your problems Daemon." She said not looking up from her book. "Your father is going to get it if he doesn't-" he started to say as a maid started to open the door. "FUCK OFF!" He yelled at the maid as she closed the door. Daemerys chuckled looking at his state. "Well I have a great day." She said putting her book down as he sat down on the bed taking off his shirt. "Tell me about it." He said as she smiled. "I'm over throwing my father." She stated as he snapped his head towards her. "What?" He asked ripping his shirt off. "6 months, till now." She said getting out of the bed. "In 6 months we'll be at war." He stated lowering his head.
Silence took between them, clearly something had been bothering Daemon.
"I thought you would be happy?" She asked confused. "This is what we've always wanted." She stated. "This is what you always wanted. You're acting like your brother now. And look at him, dead, and alone." He stated in a harsh tone. "That's not fair. He doesn't deserve to be on that throne after all he did." She said raising her voice. "And you do?!" He yelled. "You are the same two selfish cunts." He stated angry. "You both are going to be the end of us. You're going to go mad and get killed." He stated. "Like your any better?" She asked walking towards him. "The manwhore of kings landing? The rogue prince who's killed thousands of people? Please we are all the same. Some better than others." She stated. "And you're better?" He asked. "Please." He said chuckling. "You're no smarter then your mother." He stated. "And you're no more of an asshole like your brother." She said coming up to him. "If I'm such a cunt, why don't you fuck me then? After all, that's what you like." She said taking off her robe. "Wanna fuck my cunt?" She asked sweetly while doing a little dance as he came towards her. "Too bad, cause now you've pissed me off." She said closing her robe. "Slut." He said placing his hand on her hips. "Whore." She said angry. "Bitch." He said leaning on her. "Cunt." She said as he kissed her.
"And now, you can sleep alone."
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