Daemon Targ______, forced to marry Lady rhea royce at sixteen and he absolutely despised her the ugliest sheep in the vale not the most affectionate name, but he did take a particular interest in the bronze bitches niece, you her sweet little pupil training to be future lady or future hand for the vale of rune stone and daemon well, he adored you, the way you followed his witch of a wife around like a lost fledgling you had quite the physique and the most adorable personality unlike your aunt who's head strong, stubborn and unafraid of daemon your just such a cute girl terrified of daemons every breath

now, daemons sat directly next to you, as he was forced to attend a meeting and he came just to bother viserys as the meeting is with all the lords and ladies including King viserys his brother, but as they all speak daemons hand grasps your thigh without a single inch of a warning squeezing the chubby flesh snugly

"..and lady rhea, you suppose this new strategy will improve our transactions between lands?" otto hightower, viserys hand asks rhea who nods confidently as their all unaware of daemons actions