My Darling: Daemon Targaryen

Her Hand|23|

"Jason Lannister what may I do for you" a tipsy Viserys said looking down at the man from his throne like chair

"your grace, I would be honored to take the Princess Marcella to wife and what I offer you is strength" The Lannister said

"do you think that house Targaryen wants for strength?" Viserys asked scoffing at the lions audacity but slightly amused a lion offering a dragon strength

"if someone offered you more dragon's would you not take them?" the Lannister asked

"do you have dragons to offer and weren't you just earlier today trying for Rhaenyra's hand" Viserys countered looking amused

"Casterly Rock is a splendid seat, Marcella may take her place there by my side until we take the Irone throne" Jason said ignoring the last part of the question

"we?" Viserys asked repeating what he said

"if Marcella and I were to marry I would be her lord husband and one day king" Jason explained like it was obvious

"if you two married you would be merely a consort you would never sit the throne which is my daughter seat?" he said leaning forward glaring at the man in front of him

"but that is not the order of things" the lion countered making him scoff

"I am the king Lord Lannister I changed the order of things the moment I named my youngest daughter my heir the gods have chosen her you yourself witnessed it she will sit the throne what ever children she has in her marriage will bear their fathers name until their time on the throne where they will take the name Targaryen and you are still married do you think I will marry my dear daughter off have her be the other women all so you can fuck a princess and have Valyrian children" Viserys snapped making the man stutter

"get out of my sight the answer is no to both of my daughters" he said scoffing and waving the man off making him rush off now embarrassed

"is everything alright father" Marcella asked seeing her annoyed father "yes yes my dear everything is fine" he said waving off her concern

"then why are you annoyed" she countered sitting on the boards next to his feet with Aegon in her lap cuddling into her chest as she covered him with her coat

"Jason Lannister" was all he said gesturing for more wine to the servant near him "water father or you will regret it in the morrow" she advised making him sigh and nod to the servant

"fetch me some water please and thank you" he told the servant who nodded and left to get some

"he asked for your hand after Rhaenyra denied him" he added making her shake her head disgusted

"he is already married his wife is in the stepstones I believe I do believe her to be alive still" she replied making him nod

"mine" Aegon mumbled making him laugh as he admired once again how well she was with him he knew she will make a wonderful mother one day

"Your Grace, Princess my prince" a man said bowing to his king and future Queen and the young tired prince as he approached the three

"Lord" Viserys started before he realized he had no idea who he was from drinking a little to much so he looked at his daughter for help making her giggle

"Lord Mason Tyrell father Lord of Highgarden Lord Paramount of the Mander Defender of the Marches High Marshell of the reach father" she told her father surprising the lord not knowing she knew that much

"ah yes of course Lord Tyrell forgive me I may of over indulged in the wine" he joked making the lord chuckle as the servant handed him his water

"all is fine your grace" he said "I was hoping to speak with you your grace but I would prefer to have the conversation when your mind is much clearer" the man said not wishing for the king to make a choice with out clear judgment

"I appreciate that my lord I am clear in head I have water please" he said gesturing for him to continue Marcella noticed he was slightly nervous as he glanced at her

"well I must go put Aegon to bed it is already passed his bedtime goodnight father" She said standing up kissing his cheek letting Aegon wave goodbye before leaving to her tent which she was sharing with him

"well what is it you wished to speak about" Viserys asked the lord after she left

"My Son Theo will inherit House Tyrell and Highgarden and my titles after I pass he is my heir your grace and unmarried he is a proper gentlemen shows great respect to women if he didn't my wife would of slapped him into the next realm he takes his duty seriously and is one the best fighter in the realm deemed by the men he fought side by side with as well your own brother Prince Daemon" the man started intriguing the king

"which daughter of mine are you thinking of I know a proposal when I hear one Lord Tyrell" he asked

"Princess Marcella your Grace she is a kind girl with a bright future my son is twenty and one and in need of a wife that will understand him I am asking that you take my son in mind for the princess and heirs hand perhaps let them meet and get to know each other before a decision is made" Mason explained making him nod

Viserys liked that he was asking for his daughter to have the chance to see if she could love his son not just asking for her hand for his son it showed his respect

"and what does House Tyrell offer me offer my daughter" He asked testing the man

"I am not sure if my house can offer anything you would need your grace you and your family are dragons you hold the power but my house is one of the strongest in the realm after House Velaryon of course we have the biggest army and navy in the reach ten houses at my command all that will go to war and fight for the princess we are also the third riches house in the seven kingdoms"

"and if I say no" Viserys countered testing the man once again

"then our houses will not be united through marriage but my house and the houses under my command will all still fight for our princess no ill will I am a man I candle rejection your grace if you do not believe my son to right for the Princess I will understand and accept that" the lord answered strongly no tell of a lie

"I will speak to Marcella in the morrow My Lord thank you" Viserys said nodding at the man

"thank you your grace" he said before leaving

"is there any reason so many lords and knights are coming up to your grace" Otto asked as he approached the king making him chuckle

"all asking for Marcellas hand and a few offering their young daughter to Aegon's hand"

"any of them seem promising" otto asked making him nod

"Lord Mason Tyrell offered his eldest son and heir Theo and your brother Lord Hobert offered his son and your son and the heir to house Baratheon"

"mine Gywane" Otto repeated shocked making him nod

"my son is a ward to my lord brother but my son stands to inherit nothing it is disrespectful to even offer his hand to the princess much less heir I apologize for his behavior" Otto said shaking his head livid with his brother now

"no need to fret otto I denied it I had the same thoughts as you but House Tyrell and House Baratheon are the most promising and offer the most so I will speak with Marcella in the morrow"

"very well your grace" the lord hand replied before leaving the king to his thoughts

"get me wine" He ordered the servant who rushed to comply to his order