[ Not that he is inclined to admit it to anyone else, for the shame of it. There is something uncomfortable about admitting that he had fallen victim to her hand, even if she had some otherworldly power about her to do it. Daemon would not confess to any woman besting him, but he is aware the secret remains safe between himself and his wife (and, likely, Aemond and himself, too, for whatever it means).
A breath comes from him, and he reaches to draw his wife closer. ]
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[ Not that he is inclined to admit it to anyone else, for the shame of it. There is something uncomfortable about admitting that he had fallen victim to her hand, even if she had some otherworldly power about her to do it. Daemon would not confess to any woman besting him, but he is aware the secret remains safe between himself and his wife (and, likely, Aemond and himself, too, for whatever it means).
A breath comes from him, and he reaches to draw his wife closer. ]
For the wounds, and for my hair both.