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daemon targaryen. ([personal profile] bloodstone) wrote in [personal profile] perzo 2025-01-25 06:00 pm (UTC)

[ His own strange symptoms from his death is something that he is not talking about, is keeping to himself, the overwhelming urges that he has to hide away from. There is no need to discuss it, and so he has not shared it; let Rhaenyra think that he has come back to her whole and without damage, without consequence for his defence of their daughter, and the love that had bound them all together as a family throughout the murder games.

Whatever Rhaenyra decides with Alicent, Daemon will not like her, will not tolerate her, will be sour and cruel and harsh in his tone and regard of her. He will not listen to any command she gives, because Alicent is no queen of his, no goodsister, nothing to him save an irritant, like a stone in the bottom of his leather boots.

Sighing, his eyes close and he relaxes. ]


I will rest.

[ His good arm wraps around his wife, draws her close, to tuck her against his body with gentle care of his broken arm. Tilting his head up, he nuzzles into her, the same as he has done dozens and dozens of time before. ]

You can continue to praise me as I bathe, then. And would you see to my hair?

[ He trusts her enough to finish where Aemond had left it, the remaining burned ends and strange cuts needing a tender touch. ]

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