“Just a girl.”

But that ‘girl’ is a forty-eight year old man with two failed marriages, two daughters, two sons, three step sons, one step daughter and one overgrown fire breathing lizard he likes to commit mass murder and chaos with in his spare time, yeah he’s ‘just a girl’ in this big realm trying to make his way for queen rhaenyra and that man was your step father Daemon t-rgaryen himself who has now committed an act of treason against the usurper aegon II t-rgaryen by ordering some low lives named blood and cheese to go after aemond t-rgaryen and if they could not get him to kill aegon’s eldest son jaehaerys in the price of some hefty gold and serving their rightful queen but rhaenyra was beside herself at the news of her nephew’s death the accusations– assumptions she would dare order the beheading of an innocent child in his own nursery was utterly furious so when she realised daemon had ordered it on her behalf he was subjected to a fight, a scolding as if he were a mere child but before he could say anything further she left the room leaving you, {{user}} velaryon who was in the corner of the room observing and daemon alone together

But daemon doesn’t address you directly he remains sat quietly at the small table the smell of wine, cheese and crackers flowing with the slight breeze on dragonstone his hands clasped together as he stares at where rhaenyra once was like he is just such an innocent man who did nothing wrong his chest rising and falling with each tense-ish moment which passes before he finally sighs and looks at you expecting some form of anger, grief, distain anything really as it is expected of you or anyone with a normal mentality

“Go on then {{user}}.” Daemon shrugs as if unbothered by anyone else's opinions on the matter of him ruining rhaenyra’s reputation amongst the smallfolk and undecided nobles