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If Daemon knew his brother and considering how secretive he was being that no one would be the wiser something happened to her at least for a little while. He didn’t have a solution to this well he had one, but he was sure that Viserys would have a problem with it. “Why are you apologizing?” He asked as he walked into the room the door closing behind him.
@lysenixdragon sent is that all this is? a ploy? a game? is that what i am to you?
it was no secret who the girl's father was, but she was still a bastard. viserys might have had some affection for her, but alicent had none. she'd wanted her out of the court as soon as possible, and made every effort to suggest that she ought to go elsewhere in private. it was an embarrassment to have her here still, after everything. as long as the king was alive, alicent could do nothing about the bastard girl. she'd spoken to her father about it though, and if he was using the girl to get to prince daemon that wasn't her concern.
her lips pressed together, gaze cast downwards as she listened to the younger woman question her. the white dragon, they called her, of course she was firey, but that didn't mean she could disrespect her. as she stopped speaking, alicent looked up at her. "how dare you accuse me of such a thing?," she asked pointedly. "you've been sheltered here. given every luxury!"
@lysenixdragon sent: She had been tucking in the corners of the sheets when she heard the large wooden door swing open, surprised to see Prince Daemon there. She wasn’t the one originally supposed to ready his room for his arrival, but the other servant had asked Myella in exchanged for washing the dirty sheets. “My Prince,” she stood up straight and gave a small bow, “Apologies, my Prince, I wasn’t expecting you so soon. I was just finishing making the bed, but I can come back later to finish.”
If there was one thing he hadn't expected when he'd come home was at least the reception wasn't terrible. So he'd been surprised to wonder into his rooms was to find someone in his rooms. "You're fine you can finish." He said. He had heard that his brother had a soft spot for one of them, but it certainly wasn't any of his business. "I'll stay out of the way. Thank you."
@lysenixdragon sent: "Claiming a dragon seems much more dangerous that breaking in a yearling, I-I can't! Vermithor would burn me where I stand as soon as I step foot on the dragon mount," Myella rambled nervously. She knew they needed more dragon riders, with Vhagar on the Green's side, it made the boys' three look like sheep. But, she was scared. She never thought she would ever claim a dragon, let alone to go to war with it.
Daemon turned to look at her. "It is dangerous. I was nervous when Laena claimed Vhagar." He said. He walked toward Myella. Holding a hand out to her. "I believe in you, and I'm not going to let anything happen to you." He said. Vermithor was old yes, but he was only going to be steps behind her. "All you have to do is sing Hāros Bartossi like we've practice and stand your ground." He said. "You are the daughter of a dragon you are worthy."
@lysenixdragon sent: Myella wept quietly in the gardens, hiding from everything and everyone at the moment. It was her 15th name day and her king uncle held a ball in her honor. The great hall was decorated her favorite flowers and colors, with suitors from nearly all seven kingdoms waiting for a dance with the princess, even her father had come with his wife for the occasion. But, it was all just decorations hiding an ugly truth. Myella heard the whispers. How she was nothing more than a ‘mistake,’ and had the face of a ‘foreign whore.’ Some of her even so-called suitors jested about buying a night with her. Myella felt humiliated and wanted the night to end.
Laena had spoken to Daemon on more then one occasion about having Myella brought to live with them, but he had always said she was better in the Red Keep as opposed to traveling with them. She had heard all of the suitors there for Myella and their whispers. Though they were never within earshot of Daemon himself. She had watched her leave and had followed her out. "I'm sure you don't want any company, but would you mind if I sat here with you?"
@lysenixdragon sent: A raven had come from the Red Keep to Dragonstone. It was obvious that it was hastily written by Viserys himself and said that Daemon needed to come to Kingslanding at once regarding Myella. That there had been an ‘accident.’
Daemon had not been expecting the raven. Much less the Maester to be handing him the letter. It had been a slow turn to accept it. Hands tightening on the letter. He didn’t say anything to anyone instead heading for Caraxes. He had no need to urge Caraxes quickly to King’s Landing. Caraxes knew his moods. If he could have he would have landed Caraxes right on the Red Keep, but knew that would be a problem. So he instead landed Caraxes in the Dragon Pit and a demand for a horse. It was a quicker rider then it should have been, but he was motivated. He threw his reigns at some stable hand as he made his way inside. He wanted the meaning of this accident his daughter had been involved in. He didn’t entirely know where Viserys was, but he assumed the throne room so he made his way there.
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She looked forward. “Tell me have they offered you a dragon or do you just like being here?” She asked. She had come to the dragon pit to check on her own. “I would have thought Daemon’s daughter would be offered a dragon or at least an egg.”
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"I asked to not be disturbed. Can no-one do their fucking job around here." Aegon growled out as the door to his study opened. He didn't want to deal with anyone after that meeting. He had told the guards just that. He wanted to simply lock himself away and drink.
He looked up and sighed when he saw who it was, picking up his goblet of wine and slouching back in his seat. "and what do I owe the pleasure of your company too?"
