The Joker and The Queen // Daemon Targaryen // Harwin Strong

29. Defiled Her

'The King demands an audience, my Prince.'

'Take your fucking hands off me.' Daemon demanded as he was grabbed he grumbled the whole way to the throne room where he was thrown down. Daemon heard the door slam shut and Viserys shoes slapping aggressively against the ground, he looked up to his brother from the floor.

'My daughter." Viserys shouted kicking daemon, he groaned from the ground in pain. 'Won't you even deny it?' Daemon coughed clearing his throat.

'I need to understand the charge before I can attempt to discredit it.' He said offering a charming smile.

'You defiled her, you defiled Rhaenyra.' Viserys shouted kicking him again, again Daemon groaned in pain clutching at his stomach.

'Still, you say nothing.' Viserys shouted down at him.

'Oh, what does it matter, brother? When we were Rhaenyra's age, we fսckеd our way through most of the brоthеls on the Street of Silk.' Daemon countered "Hell at Vaera's age." Daemon added smugly.

'We were young men. She is just a girl. Your niece! And don't speak Vaera's name like that.' Viserys warned.

'Rhaenyra's a woman-grown, they both are." Daemon countered.

"Vaera-''

'Is not your baby girl anymore... Better Rhaenyra's first experience be with me than some whοre.' Daemon mused

'You fսcking...' he kicked Daemon again 'You have ruined her! What lord will wed her now? In this condition?' He still had Vaera, his good and perfect Vaera. She was not corrupted by Daemon.

'Who gives a fսck what some lord thinks? You are the dragon. Your word is truth and law.' Daemon reminded him.

'I have spent a lifetime defending you. But your heart is even blacker than I thought. I should disinherit her as I already did you and be done with it.'

'Wed her to me. Better, disinherit her and wed Vaera to me."

"WHAT?" Viesrys seethed. 

"When I offered up my crown, you said I could have anything. I want Vaera. I'll take her as she is, and wed her in the tradition of our house.' Daemon offered and Viserys couldn't help but chuckle, he was not that stupid.

'You are already wed.' Viserys reminded him

'That didn't stop Aegon the Conqueror from taking a second wife.' Daemon offered

'You are no conqueror. You are a plague... sent to destroy me.' Viserys shouted.

'Give me Vaera to take to wife and we will return the House of the Dragon to its proper glory.'

'Of course. It's not my daughter you lust for, is it? It's my throne. I'm not disinheriting Rhaenyra. Nor am I wedding either of them to you. Go back to the Vale, Daemon, to your lawful wife. Strive to restore whatever scrap of honor remains in you. Or don't. Matters not to me. As long as you are gone from my sight for good.'

'As you wish, brother.' Daemon said getting up and heading out.

"Uncle Daemon! I wanted to... what happened?" Vaera questioned leaving Harwin's side.

"Nothing trouble." Daemon assured kissing her head. "Oh you smell like smoke." Daemon remarked with a grin wrapping his arms around her she leaned into him.

"Calypso." Vaera agreed. "Last night..." she whispered. "What happened after Harwin brought me home?" Vaera questioned.

"nothing love." Daemon assured. "I'm going away for a while."