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Daemon
Daemon enters the brothel. The House of Kisses is one of the best brothel in the Street of Silk. The moment he entered amidst the whores and men mingling here and there,he saw his favorite whore, Mysaria.
Daemon sits at a table. Mysaria approaches his table with wine.
"Thank you." He takes the wine from her hands. He drinks the goblet down.
Mysaria smiles at him seductively. She then leaned to his ear , her warm breath tickling his ears.
"The King's sole heir once again." Her melodic voice is stirring something inside Daemon.
She continues to serve him wine for a time. Of course with her touching his shoulders and sometimes going even lower than the tabletop, exhilarating him.
'Should he marry her? Despite her lowborn of a status she's allot more better than that 'Bronze Bitch' cooping up in Runestone. '
He laughs at that thought. Now he's the sole heir he might have his long dreamt divorce with that rude bitch sheep. Good queen Alyssanne must be rolling on her grave.
'Oh, can dumb ashes roll?'
He snickered at the thought.He has long forgotten how many cups of wine he drank. He thinks he lost count at the eighth cup.
He was fondling his paramour's firm breast when Mysaria suddenly stood up.
She then raises her wine and addresses the room. The drunkards and whores with their customers all divert their attention to the Lyseni whore.
"Might we drink to our future?"
Cheers and shouts erupted inside the brothel. Banging of cups and tankards on the tables and cacophony of yells can be heard.
"Quiet!" Mysaria shouted. The whole crowd immediately toned down. "Your prince will speak." She smiled at Daemon.
Daemon looks around the room. He picked up his wine.
"King and Council have long rued my position as next in line for the throne."
Daemon then stands,swaying a little.
"But dream and pray as they might, it seems I'm not soooo easily replaced." He hiccups. "The gods give....just as the gods take away." He let out a chuckle.
Mysaria then whispered in his ear. Caressing his jaw lightly.
"You are Daemon Targaryen. Rider of Caraxes. Wielder of Dark Sister. The King cannot replace you."
He smirked.He raised his cup in the air.
"To the King's son! Prince Baelon!"
Cheers erupted once again.
"The Heir for A Day!"
He then laughs.
Mysaria smiled.
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Viserys
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