Daemon Targaryen Imagines

Lady Ayrnn

I stood in the chamber they had supplied us with, and I felt the warmth of the fire against the left of my face. Feeling the stroke of cold leather gloves of my handmaidens against my skin as they dressed me slipping up the soft cotton stockings from my toes to my thighs and folding them over at the top, they guided my hands above my head as they pulled down the silk shift the hem settling just below my knees and my wrists, softly sliding my feet into the slightly pinching shoes. I gasped as my corset was slipped onto me and tightly laced around me having to roll my shoulders to prevent my annoyed face, and the cotton petticoats quickly wrapped around my now thinner waist.

"My lady," Melina my handmaiden spoke running her gloved hands on my own,

I nodded and ran my hands over the underdress selected for me feeling the dark blue velvet, and slowly I felt it being slipped down over me and down to my ankles, next were silver organza sleeves from my wrists to my shoulders slightly scratchy to the touch.

I ran my hand so slowly over my favourite part, my outer dress a deep blue button with metallic white and silver embroidered birds and moons. I slipped both arms through it and attached the metal clasp at the front of my waist, letting the skirt flow to my feet open to expose the velvet below.

Once this was on a maiden brushed my hair and pulled it into an intricate braid setting a blue and silver headband on top, while the others gave my dress small adjustments before finally attaching my dress front to a large velvet blue panel with my house sigil embroidered on it, slipping it into metal clips on my outer dress,

I sighed when their hands finally moved away,

"You look beautiful my lady," Melina told me,

"Thank you," I nodded as I took my stick in hand feeling the craved bird handle in the wood, "shall we begin?"

"Yes my lady," My handmaiden agreed and I heard the doors to the chamber open,

"Take my arm, my lady," Melina offered,

"No thank you, Today... I must walk alone," I answered tapping her hand before I began my slow and tender steps tapping my stick as I walked making sure to learn each stone I walked on as I made my way through the unfamiliar red keep.

I walked as best I could being tender and tentative with every single step, I held my breath as I heard the doors be opened,

"Lady Y/n Arynn, Heir to the Vale, the Eyriee and gates of the moon." The guard introduced "Betrothal to Prince Daemon Targaryen, Lord of Dragonstone and Heir to the Iron Throne,"

I began my steps making sure to keep my stick as hidden by my dress as I could even if I still needed it, my handmaidens followed behind me,

As I walked across the aged hall I heard gasps, whispers, and mutterings but I kept my chin high and walked.

I felt my stick touch the stone steps of the throne so I stopped and curtsied low almost to my knees but as I tried to push myself back up my stick slipped dropping onto the floor sending me tumbling down, I heard choked laughter from the others of the hall. But I forced it away and tapped my hand around the cold stone trying to find it, luckily I did. So I quickly got to my feet and brushed off my dress without assistance.

"Lady Arynn, your beauty proceeds you," King Viserys spoke,

"Thank you, your grace. I am honoured to be in your presence and that of the Red Keep and kings landing," I spoke up,

"Such a shame you cannot fully enjoy it," He said,

I grit my teeth, "It is a shame your grace, but perhaps I shall enjoy elements others would not,"

"I imagine so my lady," He said,

I heard heavy steps move closer and a callus hand stroke mine his skin was warm and even if his skin was hard and rough he moved it so sweetly, "It is a pleasure to finally meet you lady Arynn," his voice thick with charm,

"Prince Daemon I presume?" I asked,

"You presume correctly," He chuckled, "What gave me away?"
"Lucky guess I suppose," I blushed, "It is lovely to finally meet you,"

"Shall we go, speak privately?"

I nodded and held his arm feeling the leather of his doublet sleeve, as we walked I could imagine him dressed up in Targaryen red and black, his silver blonde hair long and well braided, he led me out to the courtyard and I felt the grass tickle my ankles, he took me to a small seat under a canopy from the sun we spoke of simple pleasantries until the conversation turned where I of course knew it would,

"... Forgive me," he said, "I was unaware of your..."

"Most are not privy to it," I admit,

"How much can you see?"

"I see some colours, some light, sometimes shapes depending on the light behind them," I admit,

"But everything else?"

"Darkness."

"I see," He said, "How do you see me?" He asked,

"I don't much, I can guess given what I have heard." I blushed, "But... if I may?" I offered my hand,

"You may," He said,

So I moved my hand to his doublet feeling the warm leather, stroking my fingers over the metal dragon clasps, running up his neck feeling the heat of his skin far softer than his hands, I ran across his jaw and up his cheeks being gently and trying to also be respectful of the man I just met as I trailed my fingertips and knuckles to learn the curves of his face,

"You see with your hands?"

"I more just... learn the shapes to visualize it in my mind," I smiled as I stroked his hair noticing it was far shorter than I had imagined,

"And?"

"And?"

"What do you think of my face?" he asked and I could feel his smile against my hands,

I chuckled, "It... its very handsome,"

"I must say, you are very beautiful,"

I blushed, "Thank you,"

"All except your eyes," He said,

My heart sank but I nodded my chin falling as I tried not to feel upset by his words, but his hand took my chin and pushed it up once more so he could better see my eyes,

"I think they're gorgeous,"

"You do?"

"I do," he nodded taking my hands in his and giving them a soft kiss, "The most unique eyes I have ever seen,"

"Thank you," I smiled, "You uhh you do not have to worry.."

"About?"

"Our... our children it is not genetic,"

"I wouldn't mind even if it was," he said, "Then our children would be as beautiful as their mother,"

I did my best to hide my blush,

"You shall make a wonderful bride Y/n," He cooed,

"I... I am sure you shall make a lovely husband Daemon," I nodded,