The Rogue Prince and the Direwolf's daughter

Chapter 1 - "I refuse to wed him"

Daena Stark, the 15 year old daughter of lord Rickon Stark of Winterfell is hiding in the God's Wood, her father has arranged a marriage for her with a man who scares and repulses her, the beautiful dangerous dragon rider, 21 year old Daemon Targaryen.
"Oh, there you are, you're coming with us, back to the castle with you, little wolf", her father's guards, brothers Arryk and Dustin Umber say when they find their lord's daughter. "Your new husband, the dragon prince is waiting."
"I refuse to wed him!" Daena screams as the two men pick her up and take her back to the castle.
"I don't think you have much of a choice, little she wolf", Dustin Umber says lightly.
"Father promised me to Jason Lannister, the queen's master of coin", Daena says.
"The queen's master of coin married a Darklyn girl last week", Arryk Umber says lightly. "You will wed lord Targaryen or perhaps he will feed you to his dragon."

Caraxes, the blood red dragon, ridden by 21 year old prince Daemon Targaryen, the rough prince, the silver haired, violet eyed dangerous beauty of house Targaryen, scares Daena almost as much as his rider does.

Arryk and Dustin carry Daena back to the castle and keep an extra eye on her during the wedding ceremony. Daena hears a roar above her, looks up and sees the Blood Wyrm flying overhead minutes before the wedding ceremony is about to begin.
"Caraxes, embrot!" Daemon calls out to his dragon in High Valyrian. "Rybās, Caraxes."

The dragon swoops down and lands a few feet away from the sept where his master will be wed.
"Umbas", Daemon says calmly to the dragon before he enters the sept to take Daena Stark to bride.

The ceremony is a quick one, to prevent Daena escaping again. After the ceremony, Daemon gently holds his hand out to his reluctant new bride, taking her outside for a walk.

Daena refuses to even look at her new husband.
"Do I scare or repulse you so much that you won't even look at me?" Daemon asks sweetly.
"It's not you who frighten me really, it's...him", Daena says, looking at the large dragon lying on the ground waiting for his master to mount him again.
"Caraxes won't do you any harm unless you harm him or me, he is gentler than he seems, come and meet him", Daemon says.

They walk over to the big red dragon and Daemon speaks gently to him in High Valyrian.
"Lykirī, Caraxes", Daemon says gently.
"What did you say to him?" Daena asks.
"I told him to be calm, that you are frightened of him but wish to get to know him better", Daemon says. "By the way, I know you wanted to run away from all this, I honestly wanted to do the same, your father didn't make the arrangements directly with me, no, he made them with my brother, the king, my brother hoped it would keep me away from court."
"Will it?" Daena asks.
"I demanded he give me Dragonstone, the seat of our house, as a wedding gift, he agreed, "if that will keep you away from King's Landing, then yes, Dragonstone is yours...when you've wedded and bedded the bride that was chosen for you", he told me", Daemon says. "Wedded you, I've soon done, bedded you too."