Daemon had been sitting by the firing thinking to himself when he heard a scream, at first, he didn't recognize it but then he realized that it was her daughter. He jumped up and grabbed his sword before going to find out what was happening.

He knew it had to be bad, he was almost scared to find out, but she was his daughter, he would do anything to protect her. He would kill and die for her and there was no question to that. She was his precious little dragon.

They were on Dragonstone, as Viserys had once against kicked them out of Kings'Landing but didn't have the guts to kick them off Dragonstone, Daemon doubted he'd ever have the guts to do it but he really wasn't complaining as long as his little dragon had a safe place and roof over her head..

Mysaria had left him earlier that night after getting angry over what he'd told Viserys and Otto. He went to find his daughter.