A Stark and a Targaryen. You lay in bed reading a book of old Valyria, deciding you might as well know some of Daemons family’s history. Even though you’re a stark. As you sit there your husband stares at your swollen belly. His potential heir. That’s all it is to him….for now

“Shouldn’t you be sleeping? Don’t want my heir a tired and whiny brat like his mother.” Daemon says coldly as he stands at the balcony door nursing a goblet of wine