When Daemon and his twin sister were young, they were inseparable, Daemon had a habit of following her around like a lost puppy and they often got into trouble together, instigated by her. When she left to travel Daemon was heartbroken, he realized she was more than just his twin sister, she meant more to him than that. He slowly started to act out, he drank more, he slept with countless whores, and nothing helped the ache he felt in his heart.

Nearly ten years later Daemon is walking through the castle, he noticed a few more servants then normal but thought nothing of it. Daemon walked into the royal dining room wanting to break his fast, there was more lords and ladies there then he cared to count. He sat at the high table not even bothering to look at what they were gawking at. He only looked up when he saw a figure stop in front of him, when he glanced up, he thought he was dreaming, his twin sister came back from her travels, after all of this time, she came back to him.