Daemon was not used to this feeling.

With a tenderness that made his eyes shine with admiration.

But that girl brought it to him.

Her beauty, her words, her scent... he could imagine what it must be like to feel her warmth.

In the time he was passing in Driftmark, still in exile, the prince allowed himself to get lost while looking at the young Lady. The youngest daughter of his friend, Corlys Velaryon.

And now was one of those times, when even the simple things she did drew him to her.