Bury My Heart Part 2

Dragonstone

Rhaenyra had received news that she plotted to kill the son of Aegon and Lynora, but what surprised her the most was the fact that Heleana and her grandchildren were murdered as well.

"It is yet unclear how the Keep itself was breached. The boy's head was severed from his body, and the Princess Heleana was burned along with her children." Maester Gerardys said. "Thousands witnessed the procession."

"And they are accusing me of having a hand in this?" Rhaenyra asked.

"It appears so." Maester Gerardys said. "There have been messages sent to that effect throughout the realm."

"We must send our own messages, denying these vile allegations." Rhaenyra said. Surprisingly, Daemon was quiet the whole time.

"I will do so at once, but I'm not sure they will be received in good faith." Maester Gerardys said.

"And we must double our guard here and ik Driftmark." Rhaenyra said. She then sat down. "There will be swift retribution. I'm one form-" Lord Bartimos Celtigar spoke up.

"I have seen to, your grace." Bartimos said.

Jacaerys walked into the council. "Let me fly out on Vermax." He said. "Rhaenys is needed in the Gullet, and I can watch for movements from King's Landing."

"No." Rhaenyra dismissed the idea.

Bartimos sighed. "It must be said that the damage to our position is immeasurable at a time when we most need loyalty to out cause."

"But it's a lie." Rhaenyra said. "Having lost my own son... that I would inflict such a thing on Heleana and my son Daemion of all people? They're innocent... and my little Daenerys. " Even Rhaenys was surprised that Daemon hasn't said anything yet. "You said my grandchildren are dead?"

"Your grace it appears that the princess Heleana gave birth to twins. They were alive." Maester Gerardys said. "I believe it was a lie meant to inflict damage on Daemions mind."

"I lost my sister and my grandchildren." A tear fell down Rhaenyras cheek. "What were their names?"

"Prince Maelor and Princess Maella, your grace." Maester Gerardys answered.

"Gods." Rhaenyra was distraught. She had worried about what her son was going through now.

Ser Alfred spoke up. "The death of Prince Lucerys was a shock and an insult.  A mother so aggrieved might...naturally seek relief in retribution."

Rhaenyra furiously rose up from her chair. "Are you suggesting, Ser Alfred, that my grief drove me to the decapitation of and the burning of children?!" She asked.

"I merely thought, perhaps, an action taken in haste." Ser Alfred said.

"Mind yourself." Rhaenys warned.

Daemon was still quiet, and Rhaenyra looked at her husband, who had a smug smirk on his face. "Council dismissed." Rhaenyra said once the council left, she walked to Daemon. "Did you send assassins to murder children in their beds?" She asked.

"I sent the queens vengeance for her son." Daemon explained.

"What did you tell this "vengeance"?" Rhaenyra asked. "What did you say, Daemon? Children lie dead, and you are accused of killing them."

"Mysaria provided me names and a subterfuge." Daemon said. "I was clear in my instructions. Aemond, the brother of the Aegon, the usurper. I cannot be responsible -"

"Cannot be responsible?" Rhaenyra was beyond furious. She walked to her husband. "If Aemond was not found, what were your instructions then?" She asked.

"They did not concern, in any way, that of little children." Daemon said.

"You once told me that nothing would satisfy you more than spilling Hightower blood, and if not Aemond, then anyone would do." Rhaenyra pointed out.

"No." Daemon said.

"You have wounded me. Weakened my position. My ability to raise an army, my standing among my own council, and taken my grandchildrens lives, " Rhaenyra stated.

"I said no." Daemon said again.

"I don't believe you." Rhaenyra said. She then walked away and then turned to face Daemon. "So we come to it, at long last. I can't trust you, Daemon. I've never trusted you, wholly. Much though I wished to, I willed myself to, but now I have seen that your heart oy belongs to you. When I was young, yes, I took this as a challenge, but I'm older now. I have challenges enough."

"I have served you faithfully." Daemon pointed out.

"Have you?" Rhaenyra asked. "Or have you used me as a tool with which you grasp at your stolen inheritance?"

Daemon then aggressively smacked the cup of wine aside and dangerously walked to his wife. This gave Rhaenyra a shock, and the closer Daemon got, the more steps Rhaenyra took back until she finally stopped. Daemon carefully put his his hands on her cheek.

"When Ser Erryk brought you the crown... did I not place it on your brow?" Daemon asked.

"Yes, but before that, you sought to lead a council of war while my son and his family were held prisoner." Rhaenyra said. "And afterward when I thought it meet to consider the terms our foes put -"

"No, a folly!" Daemon yelled."A folly! To give up my brothers throne to the traitorous lies of Otto Hightower!"

"My throne, Daemon! Mine!" Rhaenyra yelled. "I think you used my words as an excuse to take your own revenge... to indulge in the darkness you keep sheathed within you like a blade."

"You think me some kind of monster." Daemon said.

"Oh, I don't know what to think of you. I don't know what you are or who you serve." Rhaenyra said

"Am I not on my way, even now, to Harrenhall to raise an army in your name, Rhaenyra?! Yours!" Daemon snapped.

Rhaenyra couldn't hold back her tears anymore, and they started streaming down her face. "Do you accept me as your queen and ruler? Or do you cling, even now ti what you think you lost?"

"What I think I lost?" Daemon inquired.

Rhaenyra scoffed. "You did not lose it. You gave it away because you thought ever and only of your own glory and not of my in his grief -"

"Your father was a coward who knew I was the stronger son, that I was the leader of men, and he was afraid to be seen in my shadow." Daemon argued.

"Is that what you understand of your own brother?" Rhaenyra asked.

"Oh, you know him better than I do. Who was raised at his side?" Daemon inquired. "Do you believe he made you heir because of your great wisdom? Because of your virtue?"

"How dare you." Rhaenyra was shocked to be spoken to like this by her husband.

"Or did he merely use you as a tool to put me in my place because he was afraid of me?" Daemon asked. "Because he knew your legacy, unlike mine, would never outshine his own."

"He was not afraid of you, Daemon!" Rhaenyra yelled. "He could not trust you... anymore than I can trust you."

"He was a fool who sought greatness but shrank from spilling blood to achieve it, and I see you will suffer the same fate." Daemon said.

"You murdered children. My grandchildren. Daenerys loved you. She was happy when you presented her wooden sword to her on her past nameday. My sister... my sons wife was happy that her daughter had a grandfather." Rhaenyra started tearing up again.

"It was a mistake." Daemon said.

Daemion was right about you. "You're pathetic." Rhaenyra sat down on her chair to grieve her sister and grandchildren.

Daemon stormed out and didn't even acknowledge his daughter Baelas' presence as he walked past her.

"I fight like you!" Daemon heard Daenerys say when he presented the wooden sword to her.

"Teach me!" Daenerys begged him

"One day, Dark Sister will be mine!" Daenerys happily proclaimed.

Daemon arrived at the dragonmont and wiped his tears away. He then mounted Caraxes and flew off.

King's Landing

Daemion and Heleanas chambers

Daemion stood on the outside of what was once his and his wife's chambers. He looked at the bed that they were burned on.

"Are you alright?" Daemion felt a hand in his shoulder and immediately snapped. He turned to she, Ser Criston Cole, and pushed him against a wall and pressed his forearm against Ser Cristons throat. "Daemion... it's me."

"I know, and if you touch me again, I'll fucking kill you!" Daemion spat.

"Daemion let him go." Aegon ordered.

"You're the reason they're dead, and I still owe you for that." Daemion let Ser Criston go. "Don't ever touch me again." Daemion walked away.

Ser Criston watched as his son walked away and felt shame. He couldn't protect his son or his grandchildren, but there was a way to fix it all.

Queen Lynoras chambers

After the funeral, Lynora wanted to be left alone.

"Nora." The queen heard her father call her.

"What do you want?" Lynora rudely asked.

"I've come to look in on how you are." Tyland said.

"To see if I'm with child so that Aegon can have his heir?" Lynora asked

"N... no, Nora. Of course not." Tyland said.

"Do you even remember why I hate you so much?" Lynora asked.

Tyland sighed. "I do. It's the one thing I'll never forget. Please understand that I was grieving. Your mother was my everything and I-"

"She was my everything too!" Lynora yelled. "I lost her just like you did! I needed you, and for twelve years you ignored me! Threw me away!"

"Nora... I'm sorry." Tyland apologized.

"Your apologies mean nothing. You mean nothing. I am not your Nora. She died when she lost her son. I am your queen and you will address me as your grace or I will have your tongue removed." Lynora spat. "Now leave my chambers, and only enter when I call upon you."

Tyland cleared his throat. "Your grace. He then bowed and left the queens chambers."

White Sword Tower

The next day, Ser Criston Cole desperately wanted to fix his mistake with Daemion. He was angry and wanted to take it out on someone. He walked to Ser Arryk.

"What is this?" Ser Criston pointed at Ser Arryks dirty cloak.

"It's a reminder of yesterday, I think. The procession was muddy. I'll replace it hence." Ser Arryk said.

"Do it now." Ser Criston demanded.

"The night was long, Ser Criston, ans I had not eaten. If could-" Ser Arryk was interrupted by Ser Criston.

"You defy my authority, Ser Arryk?" Ser Criston asked.

"I do not." Ser Arryk assured.

"The white cloak is a symbol of our purity, our fidelity." Ser Criston said. "Kingsguard are a sacred trust. Will you so easily sully our ancient honor?"

Ser Arryk sighed. He wanted to see Lynora. He needed to see how she was doing. The Kingsguard knight picked up his sword and stood up.

"I have erred, my lord. I'll remedy the error." Ser Arryk said and walked away.

"Where were you when the children and Princess Heleana were murdered?" Ser Criston asked.

"With king Aegon." Ser Arryk answered.

"And you were not in the queens quarters where you might have prevented the crime?" Ser Criston asked.

"His grace wished to entertain his companions in the throne room." Ser Arryk said.

"But if you thought to go upstairs-" Ser Criston was interrupted.

"Where were you, Lord commander?" Ser Arryk countered. "And why has Lynora the queen granted no protector? Surely once she ascended ahe should-" Ser Criston angrily kicked a chair.

"Your brother is a thief and a traitor to the crown!" Ser Criston yelled and the rest of the Kingsguard knights left the White Sword Tower.

"You well know how it pains me." Ser Arryk said.

"How are we to know that you do not secretly share his sentiments?" Ser Criston asked.

"I denounced him before the king." Ser Arryk said. "We were one soul in two bodies, yes. If I shared his sentiments, I would've fled with him."

"First your brother betrays us." Ser Criston chuckled. "And then and then the young princess Heleana... is murdered along with her children and prince Jaehaerys on your watch."

Ser Arryk shook his head. "You are mad Ser. Mad! You cannot think that I did this to queen-"

"What I think has no relevance!" Ser Criston yelled. "You have brought disgrace upon our ranks... and now you must restore it."

"How am I to do that?" Ser Arryk asked.

"You will go to Dragonstone and strike down Rhaenyra in her own halls." Ser Criston said. "The way she sought to do with Aemond. We will pay the princess back in her own bloody coin."

"Alone?" Ser Arryk inquired.

"Does your courage fail you, Ser Arryk?" Ser Criston asked.

"It's not a matter or courage." Ser Arryk said. "The castle is defended against all enemies, now especially. How would I enter?"

"Your two serves there at the pleasure of the so-called queen. They will mistake you for him if you play the part." Ser Criston said.

"We are sworn to serve forthrightly, not to traffic on deception." Ser Arryk pointed out.

"Put down the pretender and you will end a war before it begins." Ser Criston said.

"If they see the two of us-" Ser Arryk was interrupted.

"You must not let that happen." Ser Criston stated.

"You would send me to my death." Ser Arryk said.

"Or to triumph. And glory." Ser Criston said. "Now will you go? Or must I question your loyalty to the king?"

"As you command... my lord." Ser Arryk walked away. He needed to see Lynora. He needed to find out how she is.

Aegons chambers

"I want to fucking kill him, but I don't know where to look." Aegon said and drank some wine.

"It can't be that difficult to find a ratcatcher." Daemion said.

"Any luck with the one who murdered your family?" Aegon asked.

"No, but I haven't looked in the city yet." Daemion said.

"I can have guards accompany you." Aegon suggested.

"I work faster alone." Daemion said.

"Very well. You have my leave." Aegon said.

"You're sure?" Daemion asked.

"I'm sure." Aegon said.

"Thank you, uncle." Daemion said.

Lynoras chambers

Lynora looked at Ser Arryk. He had just told her that he was leaving for Dragonstone, and that he needed to see her.

"When do you leave?" Lynora asked.

"In two days." Ser Arryk said.

"I don't want you to go." Lynora said.

"I didn't want to go either, but when saw you sitting here, broken. Destroyed. I knew I had no choice." Arryk said. "I should've been here."

Lynora rose from her bed and cupped Ser Arryks cheeks. "I don't blame you. I never did."

"It's not about blame, Nora. I'm your protector, and I could not protect you or your children." Ser Arryk said.

"It's not your fault, Arryk." Lynora assured him.

"I never wanted children. It's why I took the oath as a knight of the Kingsguard, but then I met you. I know you do not love me, but I love you, Nora. I will fight for you until my last breath." Ser Arryk said.

Lynora smiled at Ser Arryk. "Make love to me, and when you return, I will try to love you."

Ser Arryk smiled. He then watched as Lynora removed his armor as she had done before. Then Kingsguard then removed Lynoras nightgown he brests sprang free and Ser Arryk started kissing on them. Lynora squealed when Ser Arryk started sucking on her nipple.

"Apologies." Ser Arryk apologized.

"It's fine. I just... it felt good." Lynora said. The then removed his pants and tunic. Once he was naked she led him to her bed. Show me how much you love me.

Ser Arryk passionately kissed her and she returned it. She was on her back and Ser Arryk was on top of her. They kissed for a few minutes until Lynora grabbed his erect member and massaged her clitoris with it. She moaned through her kisses and Ser Arryk took his member and positioned it at her wet entrance. Once he entered her sex she moaned in pleasure.

Ser Arryk started thrusting, but unlike all the other times when Lynora took control in being rough, Ser Arryk moved slowly. He wanted to enjoy being in control and he also wanted Lynora to feel safe with him.

"I don't ever want to fail you, my queen." Ser Arryk continued thrusting slowly. Lynora tilted his face to face her and she passionately kissed the Kingsguard knight. Ser Arryk kissed her neck and buxoms. Lynora clawed at his back. This pleasure was different for her. It was love. She had never felt that before. She wanted to scream in pleasure, but Jaehaera was sleeping on the other side of the room.

"Don't stop." Lynora whispered and gripped his back. An hour later she felt Arryks member swelling. Lynora immediately wrapped her legs around his waist in fear that he might pull out. "Give me your child."

"I love you, Nora." With one big thrust, Ser relased his seed deep inside of her. After making love, Lynora got dressed with a robe only to see if her daughter was alseep. Once she was assured that Jaehaera was still sleeping she removed her robe and laid her naked body next to Ser Arryk.

"When you succeed in making me fall in love with you, I'd like to leave this place with you and never return." Lynora said.

"When?" Ser Arryk jested.

"You've started somewhere in my heart." Lynora smirked. She placed his hand on her flat stomach. "Your seed is inside me. I pray it takes root."

"I will never stop fight for you, Nora." Ser Arryk vowed.

Flee Bottom

After being given leave to venture in the city, Daemion found himself walking in Flee Bottom. His stroll was interrupted when he sensed that he was being followed.

Daemion walked faster and once he reached a crowd, he disappeared and the spy had lost him.

The spy found himself in an alley and seconds later, he was grabbed by Daemion.

"Where are you going friend?" Daemion asked.

"Apologies, my prince." The spy apologized.

"I have a message for your master." Daemion delivered a headbutt to the spy. "If he wants to speak to me, he's more than welcome to do it himself." Daemion delivered another headbutt and broke the spy's nose. "Now fuck off." Daemion threw the man aside. Once the spy ran off, Daemion walked to his destination.

Aegons chambers

Two days later

Daemion watched as the stewards took out the broken pieces of his grandsires Old Valyria model.

"Do you know how long it took to build that?" Daemion asked.

"Longer than both our loves combined." Aegon sighed. "They took my son. I was angry."

"I'm sure his grace can build a new one after the war is won." Ser Criston said. He had arrived  before Daemion to tell him his plans to send Ser Arryk to Dragonstone.

Just as Aegon was about to tell Daemion about the ratcatchers, Otto Hightower burst into the kings chambers.

"What have you done?" Otto asked Aegon and he shrugged. "The ratcatchers!"

"Oh. I had them hanged." Aegon said. "The maggot who took my son confessed to an accomplice.  He could not say for certain which man it was so..."

"Idiot!" Otto snapped.

"Beware how you speak to your king, my lord." Ser Criston warned.

"The king is my grandson and my grandson is a fool. He's worse than a fool. He's murdered innocent men!" Otto yelled.

"And one guilty one." Aegon pointed out.

"And hanged them from the walls of the city for all to see!" Otto yelled more. This surprised Daemion since he hadn't been outside once today.

"Plot against the king, and I shall pay it back a hun-" Aegon was interrupted by Otto.

"They are fathers and brothers and sons! And their wives and children gather now at our gates to weep and curse your name!" Otto was furious at his grandson and Daemion held back his laughter. The hand of the king walked to the doors and closed it. "With your child's blood, we bought their approval. With your mothers tears, we made a bitter sacrifice against the deprivations to come, and you've thrown it away. After all I've done for you. Thoughtless, feckless... self-indulgent."

"At least I did something." Aegon said. "I have not answered injury to the crown with what? Waving, and currying favour with the fishwives? I will not be thought weak."

"Even now news of Rhaenyras monstrous crime spreads through the realm. The great houses cannot, but come to our side." Otto said.

"I wish to spill blood, not ink." Aegon said. "We must act. Ser Criston Cole has acted."

"And what has Ser Criston Cole done?" Otto asked. Even Daemion raised an eyebrow.

"He's sent Ser Arryk to slay Rheanyra." Aegon said, and Daemion kept his composure.

"Alone?" Otto asked.

"He's pretending to be his own twin. Brilliant." Aegon smirked.

Otto felt as if he was about to faint. Twenty years of his plan to have his blood on the Iron Throne was thrown in the river.

"God's help us all." Otto said.

"It's time the bitch queen price." Ser Criston was angry because his former lover had broken their son.

"And you acceded to this, thus prank, without consulting me or the council?" Otto asked. "Instead of judgement, you display impetuousness, and diminish us in the eyes or our enemy! Ill-considered, trifling! Do you never think of your father. His... judiciousness. His... his dignity."

"Fuck dignity! I want revenge." Aegon said. My father is dead.

"He is. And we are the poorer for it." Otto said. He then looked at Aegon. "He was right about you."

"He made me king." Aegon said and Otto chuckled.

"Is that what you think?" Otto asked. Otto walked to the door and stepped when he heard Daemions voice.

"Lord hand. I'd like to ask you something." Daemion said and Otto nodded. "Why are you having me followed?" This surprised Aegon and Ser Criston.

"Because you will betray us. We held you prisoner. Tortured you, and now you wish to help us destroy your mother." Otto said.

"You had my nephew followed. I gave no such order." Aegon said.

"I did what I had to do." Otto opened the door.

"Remove your badge, Ser Otto." Aegon said. "You were my father's hand. Not mine. Take it off."

"You wouldn't dare." Otto said when he turned to face Aegon.

Aegon chuckled. "I have darded, and I find it stimulating."

"Insolent pup." Otto removed his badge. "You think yourself clever without a strong hand at your side... to guide."

Aegon looked at Ser Criston. "Give it to Cole."

"Your grace." Ser Criston was surprised that he was named as the hand of the king.

"In this hour, you have proven yourself of more worth than a hundred old men. My new hand will be a steel fist." Aegon said.

"You... will regret this." Otto said.

"Give it to him." Aegon commanded. Otto threw the badge at Ser Cristons feet. Otto turned to leave. "You are dismissed." He heard his grandson say before he left the chambers of the king.

"I found the man who killed my family. He's in the black cells." Daemion said.

"Have a guard bring him forth to my  chambers." Aegon said. "I'd like to hear his confession."

"That might be difficult." Daemion said. An hour later a man was brought into the kings chambers. He was covered in blood. His tongue was removed and his hears were pierced with sticks. The man could not speak or hear.

"What did you do to him?" Ser Criston asked.

"After he confessed, he boasted about raping my wife and daughter." Daemion said. "I got angry."

"You should've called me." Aegon said.

"To what? Hold my hand?" Daemion asked.

"To interrogate him on my terms. To make him suffer on my terms." Aegon said.

"He killed my family. I wasn't going to ignore that. He got what he deserved." Daemion looked the prisoner. "I only kept him alive to present him to you."

Aegon walked closer to Daemion with Ser Criston following. "This is always how you are."

Daemion smirked. "Which part? My ability to charm people to get what I want." "Suddenly Daemion grabbed Ser Cristons sword out of its sheathe and a swift movement, decapitated the prisoner. He then looked at Aegon. "Or that I don't ask permission to do what needs to be done."

Daemion threw Ser Cristons sword at his feet and left Aegons chambers. The king himself looked at the severed head and then at his nephew in fear.

Daemions new chambers

Night had fallen and Daemion was informed that Ser Arryk failed to kill his mother which made Daemion smile. Suddenly there was a knock on his door.

"My prince." A knight greeted. "It's time."

Shores

Daemion wore a black hooded robe and was escorted by a knight.

"Thank you Ser." Daemion said.

"I can't say how long we have, my prince." The knight said.

"I'll be quick, I promise." Daemion said. He walked closer and found four adults standing close to a boat. A bald headed man, a curly haired man, black haired woman and a silver blonde haired woman. "How long will you sail for?"

Heleana turned when she heard her husband's voice. She ran to him and immediately hugged him.

A few days ago

Black cells

"I need dead bodies." Daemion told the knight.

"Which Hightower do you wish to kill first, my prince?" The knight asked.

"I can't kill anyone if my family are still held as prisoners." Daemion pointed out. "I need fresh dead corpses. A day old, mayhaps two. A woman, and three babes."

"It will be done, my prince." The knight said.

"When you see my wife, I need you to tell her that I have something to give to someone." Daemion said. "Make sure that the man receives my gift."

Later that night

Daemion and Heleanas chambers

Blood and cheese saw men carrying wrapped up bodies, but thought nothing of it. They arrived at Daemion and Heleanas chambers

Heleana entered her chambers after making love to her husband in the black cells to find two men she recognized. One held a blade at Zaras neck to silence her. The other walked closer to Heleana.

"We mean you now harm, princess." The bald headed man said.

Heleana smiled. "I know."

The men took Heleana and her children to safety, but not before burning the room with already dead corpses.

Present day

Daemion hugged his wife tightly. "I've missed you." He kissed her.

"I've missed you." Heleana smiled.

Daemion looked at the sailors. "It's been a long time... father."

Ser Laenor who was holding Maelor turned to face his son and smiled.

"I would hug you, but my hands are full." Ser Laenor chuckled. "How did you know I was here?"

"You gave me a medallion for my 9th nameday." Daemion said. "I had it broken in half. I gave one piece to you, while I held the other. The morning of my grandsires death, Heleana and I were in the city and I saw a man wearing it. I got closer and I saw you. How long have you been living here?"

"A year. I'm sorry I lied, Daemion." Laenor apologized.

"I've known you were alive for years. The first time I saw you, we were touring the realm in Dorne." Daemion chuckled. "Your hair started growing back."

Laenor chuckled. "Come with us."

"I can't. They killed Luke." Daemion said. "The only think that kept me at bay was my family."

"Papa?" Daenerys called out to her father. She was holding Ser Qarl's hand

"My prince." Qarl greeted.

Ser Qarl. Daemion knelt to Daenerys' level. "I need you to be strong for our family. I need you now more than ever, my girl."

"I don't want to go without you, papa." Daenerys started crying, and Daemion hugged his daughter.

"I love you so much." Daemion held back his tears. Daemion let go and Ser Qarl held Daenerys' hand again.

Heleana held a sleeping Maella. "This is more difficult than I thought."

"I know, but I need you to be strong. I won't stop until you're safe. I love you." Daemion said.

A tear fell from Heleanas eye. "I love you, Daemion Velaryon."

"Come with it us." Laenor begged. "You can be free. You can live as you like. You shouldn't fight for a lost cause."

"Ever since I was a child, everyone has been telling me how my story is supposed to go, but from here on, I'm going to do my own thing. Get them to safety, and I will not bother you again." Daemion said.

"What will you do now?" Laenor asked

"Otto Hightower has been the true power of the Greens, and now he's removed. Aegon will be his own undoing, just like his mother. Now that Ser Criston Cole is hand, no one will take him seriously. Aemond... well even with Vhagar, he's still the weak little boy who yearned for power and recognition." Daemion looked at his father. "I'm going to tear the Greens apart from the inside, and then I'll kill every single one of them."

Daemion walked away with the knight. If he had stayed longer, he would risk getting caught. Daemion watched from afar as the ship left.

Alicents chambers

Daemion stood inside the dowager Queens chambers and was shocked by the sight before him. Alicent had her head rested on Ser Cristons chest

"So this what you were doing when my family was murdered." Daemion stated and both Ser Criston and Alicent jolted up out of bed. "Don't worry, I'm not here to fight or judge, but now we have much to discuss." Daemion smirked.

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