A Game
Heir verse
@notenoughmuses
Daemon sat at the head table at the feast, happily reveling in the celebrations that honored him. Daemon had finally gotten what he wanted, finally, he had been named as Visery's heir. It was official with the death of Queen Aemma and of baby Baelon. Now nearly two months had passed and Viserys had named Daemon heir, and held a feast in his honor.
Daemon was enjoying every aspect of the celebration, especially the part where Otto Hightower was seething on the other end of the table. Otto had tried to stop the appointment of Daemon as the official heir, but he was unsuccessful. Daemon was happy to see Otto's plan to cement his own power over Viserys dashed, and he was eager to worsen the wound.
The Rogue Prince finished his current cup of wine and stood, making his way over to Otto Hightower, although gave him a soft smirk before moving past him and turning his attention to Alicent who sat next to Otto.
"My Lady Alicent," Daemon gave her a dashing smile, "might you give me the honor of a dance?"