Daemon Targaryen Imagines

The Dark & The Dawn P1

Reader - Celestia Dayne (Dark hair, Violet eyes) 

Daemon stood in his chamber deep in the Red Keep, stood in his mirror reflection got dressed in his finery. He changed into his riding boots, his red leather trousers, his black bliaut, his black doublet with red sleeves each of the clasps down his chest silver dragons that link at the tail. He put on his rings and his holster at his hip with Dark Sister within. He fixed his Targaryen Blonde hair and made sure to make himself look impressive and imposing. Instead of heading through the Red Keep Daemon snuck through the corridors and secret tunnels. Until he came to the throne room, the tables being set up for the feast this evening. His brother King Viserys sat on the throne with a sly smug smile clearly enjoying the fact he could order around and make demands of his rebellious rebel prince of a younger brother.

Daemon walked in with confidence his heavy boots echoing as he stepped, He stepped to the bottom steps of the Iorn throne where he bowed to his brother dramatically.

Viserys smiled and came down putting his hands on Daemon's shoulders, "Are you excited?"

"...I suppose,"

"You need to marry again brother, and I am sure I have found you a bride that will give you many happy years," Viserys said,

"I can hope..." Daemon nodded,

"She arrived this morning," He chuckled, "Are you ready?"

Daemon nodded and followed his brother out to the gardens filled with flowers, green grass and tall hedges until they found the visitors.

Three guards decked in steel amour with swords and helmets standing to attention, and a man in deep purple clothes with silver accents the Lord Ulrick Dayne.

"My lord, Pleasure to finally meet with you," Viserys greeted,

"It is my pleasure, Your Grace, you honour our house with this match I cannot express the gratitude and blessings of our home," Ulrick explained, "Your Grace," Ulrick greeted Daemon with a wide smile,

"Pleasure," Daemon did his best to greet him without an attitude,

"Well, I'm sure we'd love to meet your granddaughter," Viserys smiled,

"Yes, of course." he nodded before his guards stepped aside.

Revealing a lady who had been sitting on the stone bench but had risen before the guards moved, She wore silver shoes, a beautiful deep purple ballgown with embroidered stars with silver thread, a silver belt with a holster on her thigh, long dark curls cascading down her shoulders, she let her head rise and her violet eyes fluttered as she made eye contact with him.

"If I may present my Granddaughter Celestia Dayne,"

"Delighted to meet you Prince Daemon," She curtsied,

"Likewise," He smiled taking her hand and giving it a gentle kiss, "If you'll allow me to take you on a walk through the gardens?"

She nodded and allowed him to keep her hand in his as they began their walk through the Gardens.