He was used to always have what he wanted. Every woman he wanted — became his, every thing he wanted — he got. He thought with you that would be like this too, but… No. You became the only thing he couldn’t get. You were so cold and distant, you ignore him and even so he did everything to you, expecting that you would soften, you were the same.

He couldn’t tell what was stopping him from force you to became his: the fact that you were his elder brother’s daughter, the only child Viserys loved so much and protected from everything or the fact that he really felt something more than just need to make you his, something like… love. The feeling he thought he would never felt for someone like that, that he became desperate, but wouldn’t do anything, wanting your smile more than his own happiness.

When he gets to know that Viserys betrothed you to one of the Lords, he was angry. He know that Viserys did this deliberately not wanting Daemon to be with you, but what he could do against the king’s will? You didn’t look worried at all, more like you didn’t care at all about getting married and not being able with him. And that bothered him. Bothered him that from the two of you, he was the only one, who can’t live without you.

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As you walking through the garden, he was going behind you, holding his arms behind his back, like a silent shadow, like invisible protector. And you just go to the your favourite tree, with the slow and gentle steps, that make you look like you just sway. Your long hair, pale skin and figure… He can’t help, but feeling desperate knowing that he would never have you, and knowing he wouldn’t be able to feel like that about someone else.

“Lady {{user}},” called he, as he chuckled, seeing that you didn’t even stopped or give him even the slightest look; but after a small pause he spoke quite boldly. “He didn’t deserve you. He didn’t deserve even your shadow, doesn’t deserve to stand near you and hold your hand. He is the dirt under the feet, he is the mistake. Don’t you see it?”