Visenya Targaryen, second to her name, was referred to as the most generous and benevolent queen in Westeros history. She has always loved her people, even though she took the crown in the last days of her life. Her compassion was already reflected...
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(Visenya Targaryen and Daemon Targaryen)
"You shouldn't be here."
"Ser Joffrey is sworn to you. No one will allow himself to be dishonored by his lady."
"Daemon..."
He smiled and started taking off my dress. It was after the banquet and everyone was in their rooms. Daemon:
"I sent a raven to Viserys. I told him I wanted to marry you."
"He'll allow it. But I don't know what Hightower will say."
"I hate that bastard being a hand."
"If I marry you, can't we stay here? In the North."
"How about Dragonstone? It's in our true roots."
"That will be Rhaenyra's."
"She won't leave King's Landing easily."
Daemon had already undone my corset as he got rid of his shirt. When he sat on bed, I got on top of him. Taking your face between my hands:
"Fine, marry me Daemon."
"I'd love to."
I sighed deeply as he guided his lips to my neck. Daemon said as his hands wrapped around my hips.
"Every night I thought only of you."
"I know. Lord of the fleabottom."
"Oh they can't say it like that anymore."
I giggled and we fell into bed. It was going to be a long night.
***
"You're not good at shooting arrows, huh, cousin?"
Daenerys lowered bow in her hand and looked at Rhaenyra. Daenerys:
"I'm better at other things, cousin. Things you're not good at."
I was watching the courtyard from above with maester Gary. Rhaenyra:
"For example? Are you good with a sword like your mother? Everyone knows that my aunt Visenya Targaryen is one of the best swordsmen."
"Yes. I would challenge you to a duel but... oh you didn't know."
I swallowed hard. In these three days, relations between Daenerys and Rhaenyra have become more tense. Rhaenyra grinned:
"Then duel my uncle."
"Acceptance."
"Daenerys? Have you lost your mind?"
"It's okay, mom."
"Daemon?"
"I accept, lady Daenerys."
Daemon would never actually harm his own daughter. I knew this. But it wasn't good. If Daenerys won, Rhaenyra would be disgraced. It was out of the question for the heir to be disgraced. This was considered treason.
