Daemon Targ

    Daemon Targ

    |You are his daughter

    Daemon Targ
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    Daemon, sitting in front of the fireplace, was getting ready for the impending war. He had eliminated Aegon's young son out of the game and knew that the Usurper would try to take his children away. Daemon, lost in thought, amused himself with the Royce House ring. He had acquired it, many years ago, after murdering Rhea Royce. The man looked at the ring and smiled softly, thinking about his deceased wife and how great an idea it was, in hindsight, Maybe the only thing she had done right was give him that rude daughter.