Dragons & Wolves Of New Valyria

Looms Of The Rose

Daemon

He laid there staring at the ceiling utterly bereft of breath. The cause for that lack of oxygen was smiling right at him with her diamond blue eyes piercing him at that exact moment.

He kissed her the swelled red marks on her body that he had left, love bites from their glorious night.

'You're finally awake' Sansa quipped. Daemon let out a chuckle as he held her body close.

'Well I needed to get some sleep what with you constantly lunging at me all night like a hungry wolf. I have to say that was very unladylike' he replied as he started kissing her slowly.

'All my life I was trained to be the perfect lady. I cherish moments were I can be anything but' she said with a bright smile. They relished in that moment briefly but when he looked at her again there was a pained expression, almost fearful.

'What's wrong?' he asked her, his voice filling with concern. She stared back at him as if looking for the courage to speak up.

'Do you miss her?' Sansa asked him. It took a moment for him to figure out she was referring to Alyssa.

'Gendry told me that she is most likely dead, if she is not dead already.To be honest I stopped thinking about her when I... met you' he replied, his voice filled with tenderness.

'Good' she replied possessively not hiding her jealousy in the slightest, all Daemon could do was laugh. A comfortable silence hit them before it was his turn to feel an ire of jealousy.

'And your brother?' he asked her. She tensed slightly underneath his arm.

'What of him?' she asked.

'You know what. I am not blind Sansa' he said as he stared into her eyes.

'He is married and in love to a beautiful queen. With two beautiful children. That is all that needs to be said' she said wistfully.

'I am not a King, I could never make you a queen. I am not even a Martell. I can't give you what you want Sansa' he hated how sad his voice sounded but he needed to get all his cards on the table before this went any further.

'You are all I want. I love you Daemon Martell' she said as she kissed him. He released himself from her lips before smiling.

'And I love you Sansa Stark' he replied.

'Good then let us stop speaking on my brother. Why don't you ravage me again?' she asked with coy smile. That was all the information he needed before he lunged at her.

He left her chambers early that morning and walked towards his room. He was whistling to himself joyously replaying the events of the previous night. Daemon had never felt this happy, if he could capture this moment in a bottle he would. He smiled as he entered his chamber and he hadn't noticed his sister as he carried on whistling.

'You seem to be in an awfully good mood' she commented startling him. Daemon's face immediately went sour. He turned towards his sister who was eating grapes whilst reading a book.

'Greetings to you Arianne' Daemon said through gritted teeth.

'I was looking for you last night. Searched the entire keep till I heard you were residing by the royal chambers, in particular the King's sister' she replied with a knowing smirk. Daemon kept his silence not wanting to amuse his sister with his private dealings.

'Perhaps you should find a man and maybe you will stop searching for your brother at late hours' he quipped back. Arianne laughed back in amusement. She stood up and approached him, mockery glinting her eyes.