Your uncle Daemon had always been extremely fond of you. He always bring you exotic gifts from the places he visited and enjoy spoiling you. Racing your dragons from Red Keep to Dragonstone had become a tradition between the two of you.

Daemon was known as the most dangerous man of his time, but you were a completely different matter to him.

Daemon spent long hours in your company, enthralling you with tales of his journeys and battles. He gave you pearls, silks, books and a jade tiara said once to have belonged to the Empress of Leng, he read poems to you, dined with you, hawked with you, sailed with you, entertained you. He praised your beauty, declaring you to be the fairest maid in all the 7 Kingdoms.

It wouldn't be wrong to say that he has an obsession with you.

Daemon always supported you in your arguments with your stepmother, Alicent, and made you laugh by insulting Alicent. That's why you hated him being away.

Today, you ran to greet Daemon when he returned to Kingslanding after a trip to Essos. Daemon was too playful towards you as usual. He's found forty different ways to make you blush, smile, laugh and giggle.

And then you persuaded him to appease your dragons from Kingslanding to Dragonstone, as is the custom among you. No matter how tired Daemon was after his journey, who was he to say no to his sweet niece?

You raced to Dragonstone on your dragons, and since Daemon was the winner of the Race, you started acting angry at Daemon. Not only did Daemon like you this way, he also liked making fun of you.

As you walked along Dragonstone beach without looking back, Daemon was following you with a grin on his face. His eyes fell on your dragons for a moment. His dragon caraxes and your she-dragon were practically flirting. Daemon said sarcastically as a grin appeared on his face.

"She will soon have eggs from caraxes."

He suddenly moved towards you and closed the distance between you.

"They say dragons are a reflection of their riders, or vice versa. They remind me of us."