Patience is a virtue
Daeron x Targaryen reader (incest)
Story, Aerion gets his ass beat after killing your beloved pet.
Honestly, I want to lick the tears from his face as I ride him.
You'd tried so hard to be patient, thinking Aerions growing cruelty was a phase, it was like a wild flower at first bloom. Small starting but ever-growing stretching and reaching until there was no longer room for gladness.
You missed the boy he once was not the dragon obsessed tyrant he'd become. The day he threw Aegons cat down the well you knew whatever you thought had been left of the that brother was snuffed out then and there.
You never forgot the sound of Aegons cries.
His cruelty was not limited to your brother though, no. That would be too easy as you quickly learned that anything you or any of your siblings enjoyed would be snuffed out quickly, with a perverse gladness that left you dizzy.
Of course you have your peaceful moments of respite and joy when he was away which fortunately he often was, usually by your father's side.
Your brothers had their own joys and you had shadow a young wolf pup you'd rescued, his mother had abandoned him which you believe is due to his smaller than usual size.
Your father had let you keep the poor creature much to Aerions disappointment, who'd begged him to put it out of its misery with eager delight.
Your father had built the kennels that kept Shadow happily, after all your joy was his, it had been that way for many moons.
You go down as often as you can its like your break away from the Targaryen life.
You know something is wrong as soon as you reach the kennels, the door is ajar and you can swear you'd closed it.
"Shadow." You call.
Pausing for a beat, gloved hand hovering over the half open door you hesitate listening for movement.
Nothing.
Your breath freezes your lungs as you take a deep breath and swing open the door falling to your knees a choked sob leaves your throat, Shadow lays a bloody mess head neatly placed next to his body. Despite the blood the kill is clean, not anything a wild animal could do no this, this was done with a high quality sword.
There's only one thought in your mind.
Aerion.
You know it was him. No one else on the grounds would be so senselessly cruel.
The anger fills you so quick its almost violent, taking a moment to bury your friend silent tears streak your face that you don't bother wiping. He'd gone too far this time.
Heading back to the castle you know one thing for certain, he wasn't going to get away with this again.
Marching through halls you keep your eyes forward feet thudding against the stone floor, you feel the eyes of servants and guards on you. You must look a mess, hair wild, face puffy, dirt from where you'd dug the ground but you cant bring yourself to care.
You reach the dining hall marching inside you pause for a moment scanning the room. Your brothers are seated at the table
Daeron calls to you without thinking "sister, come join-" He pauses taking in the sight of you, brows furrowed. The rage twisting your delicate features is jarring, he follows your gaze landing on Aerion.
You ignore as you start moving again movements speeding up "you bastard" you scream all eyes turn to you but theres only one your focused on he's barely turned his head before you strike sending him flying into the dining table wine and food spilling everywhere but you don't stop.
You use the shock of everyone in the room to your advantage striking again and again until your arms burn but you don't stop.
"Get him." Egg screams from the side cheering wildly but its almost drowned by your heavy grunting.
"Have you lost your fucking mind." Aerion shrieks.
Falling sideways over the heavy chair he lands with a heavy thud against the floor but you don't care, the plate is so dented its lost its shape.
You toss it aside without a care and move to straddle him continuing the assault with your fists, your eyes blur with tears but you don't miss the small flicker of fear in his eyes.
Your arms tire and your assault inevitably slows but you don't stop.
"That's enough sister." Daerons voice is quiet but firm, you ignore.
Arms encircle your waist hoisting you into the air away from Aerion who doesn't even try to get up. You thrash like a wild animal but it does nothing to shift the grip he has on you and if anything it tightens.
"I wish you'd died. Wish you'd died with mother you monster." You scream and Aerion manages to stagger to his feet using the table as leverage.
Blood pours from his nose, his mouth is a bloody mess and theres a gash on his forehead, it does nothing to soothe the rage you feel.
"Enough" a bellowing voice calls everyone freezes turning towards the door, there stands your father looking appalled.
Daeron slowly sets you down but stays close enough to capture you again should you make another move to strike.
"He slaughtered Shadow." You accuse turning to your father. He walks slowly into the mess of a dining room.
Your father looks to Aerion waiting for him to speak "I have no idea what she's talking about." His lie is smooth and undoubtedly rehearsed.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about you lying little cunt." Venom drips from your words.
"Stop. How do you know it was Aerion?" If only he knew what a monster his own son was then he wouldn't be asking that question.
"He was killed with a sword and he's the only one demented enough to do such a thing." You reason.
"He killed my cat." Egg pipes up eagerly for which you are glad.
"Hold your tongue you little shit." Aerion hisses stepping towards him menacingly. Egg scurries around the table towards your father who looks like he's aged years.
"All of you stop. All i wanted was one evening of pleasantries can you not even grant me this." His voice echoes off the stone walls growing in volume with every word.
For that you feel guilty, casting your gaze to the ruined dinner but you're still not sorry for what you had done.
Aerion takes a step forward and you sneer at him "Mother would be ashamed of you, she would be so ashamed of the monster you've become." Your voice wobbles on the last word.
"Really? Y/N? All this over a flea bitten mutt you've gone mad." Daerons hands find your trembling shoulders pulling you back against his chest, seeking to defuse further conflict his voice is quiet breath tickling your ear you can smell the wine he'd been drinking sweet and strong "easy sister, he's not worth the bother."
Your shoulders slouch head dropping back against his shoulder the fight drains from your body and Daeron relaxes slightly.
Aerion would die before admitting anything infront of your father and you'd just given him the upper hand.
You were a fool.
Your father gave you all a once over looking troubled. "All of you to your chambers we shall discuss this later." You turn to leave knowing there is no reasoning with your father when he's in this mood.
"You follow them see there is no more of this." Your father orders one of his guards gestures wildly.
The guards move with you out of the room and down the hall the last thing you hear is your father's distressed voice ordering the servants.
"You, fetch me my wine and somebody clean this up."
