Daemon Targaryen Imagines

Duke or a prince

Daemon Targaryen x Fem!ReaderRequested by AnonRequest: Anonymous asked: "Why settle for a Duke when you can have a Prince?" reader is friends with Daemon Targaryen and she is being set up with a duke because her parents don't like Daemon.

The invitation for your family to join the royal house arrived less than a day after a rumour that the rogue prince had returned home. It was because of the rumour your father had tried terribly to find an excuse to turn down the offer.

Unfortunately for him, your entire family arrived three days after the request. "(Y/N)!" Your father hissed as you wandered off in the gardens. You turned to your father and the dreadfully boring young man who had been failing to hold a conversation with you.

"Father!" You said back in the same tone and waited for him to say something. The man stood nervously and looked at your father who sighed. Then he made an oddly stiff face that looked as if he were trying to hold in a sneeze.

"(Y/N)." The familiar voice caused you to turn and you smiled as you met Daemon's gaze.

"Prince Daemon!" The young man said and bowed. You raised an eyebrow and did nothing more than offer Daemon the back of your hand to kiss. He smiled and did just that, holding onto your hand for a moment longer than he needed.

"My brother has a new garden made up of plants Corlys and I brought back from our respective journeys. Perhaps you would like to see them." Daemon offered. He had already extended his arm for you to take as your father started to object.

"Father. You could not possibly expect me to snub the king's own brother." You scolded and let Daemon lead you away as the prince chuckled to himself.

"Who was the nervous boy?" Daemon asked. You sighed and leaned your weight onto your elbow, against the crook of his arm, arms twined together as you walked at a slow pace.

"Some duke or something. Father is trying to use me to marry his way up in the world." You said with a sigh. Daemon scoffed and shook his head.

"Why settle for a Duke when you can have a Prince?" He gestured to himself and you laughed.

"You are not arrogant enough to think he would not find some way to have you killed on your wedding night?" You joked quietly and he snickered slightly.

"Fortunately for me, I do not think he would be able to pull something like that off successfully." he grinned when you gasped and rested a hand over your chest.

"My prince. Such scathing judgement of my father! Though perhaps... truthful." You both laughed again and began talking about everything and anything you could think of. You paced the Keep together winding a path until your feet ached and you insisted on sitting somewhere.

"My lady. Your father has asked that you join... I mean... I... would like you to join me..." The duke, having found you once you and Daemon had become stationary, stuttered and stumbled over his words. You tried your best to look kind and encouraging though with Daemon failing to hide his amusement beside you it was harder than you wanted it to be. "Your company for the evening." He finally got out. Daemon's laugh finally escaped him and the poor boy looked as if he would happily leap down Caraxes' throat.

"You wish to have a fine lady of Westeros keep you company for the night?" Daemon asked. His tone was accusatory though you, and perhaps his brother, could tell easily that he was joking. The young duke gasped and shook his head.

"He jests my lord." You said. This relieved the poor creature's nerves. He had, simply put become, a trembling wreck before you.

"(Y/N) is dining with the king this evening." Daemon said before either of you could say anything more. You turned to Daemon who glanced at you and gave the duke a chance to retreat which he must have taken in a hurry as, when you looked at him, he had gone.

"Cruel beast." You said affectionately and smacked at Daemon's arm. He chuckled and the two of you fell into a comfortable silence for a while before deciding to walk around the keep again.