ETHEREAL | ❝How horrible to be born to such a self-destructive world, always underestimating the power of a Targaryen woman.❞
⤷ In which Daenys Targaryen was born to suffer the curse of the House Targaryen, a curse that her very own name sake had to...
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✧✦ PART ONE ✦✧
⤷ ELEVEN; the stolen ⤶
PROVEN TO BE A CUNT EVERYDAY daemon left kings landing a victor. All in the council meeting listen as his letter was read.
"It is the pleasure of Daemon Targaryen, the Prince of Dragonstone and rightful heir to the Iron Throne, to announce that he is to take a second wife in the tradition of Old Valyria. She is to assume the title of Lady Mysaria of Dragonstone. Her grace is with child and is to have a dragon's egg placed in the babe's cradle in the custom of House Targaryen."
A chill set in the room as they listened on "The Prince has invited you to his wedding, Your Graces. It is in two days time." The maester spoke nervously watching the eyes of the kings eldest daughter lock onto him.
"Gods be good." Viserys rubbed his hand onto his face listening to it all. "Who is Lady Mysaria?" Corlys questioned the maester.
"Daemon's whore." Daenys and Otto nodded at each other with small smirks. "A good whore apparently." Daenys sneered locking eyes with her father.
"My brother wishes to provoke me. To answer is to give him what he wants." His answer was not satisfactory in the council members minds. "The realm is watching, Your Grace."
"What do you expect me to? Send him to the wall? Perhaps I could put his head on a spike." Chuckling at his naivety as she leaned against her chair. "We expect you to act like a King not a brother, your grace."
Noticing the subtle looks of pride thrown in her direction from the council.
"Daemon has seized dragonstone, has surrounded himself with an army of gold cloaks, and has now stolen a dangerous weapon." Otto held a firm tone as he spoke to his king, his words obvious at that point.
Unable to help herself, Rhaenyra let the words slip from her lips "Which egg did daemon take?"
"The egg was Dreamfyre's, Princess." An arrow to their hearts as he continued "The same that the princess Daenys chose for Prince Baelon's cradle."
Daenys was angered not only did he dishonour her brother twice but her little sister who thought herself undeserving of the crown. She would not have it.
Viserys watched as Daenys eyes grew colder and Rhaenyra's wet "Assemble a detachment, Otto. I will go to Dragonstone and drag Daemon back to face justice myself." Viserys begins to storm out of the chamber when his hand stood up protesting.
