He hated you since you were a little because of a very simple reason — your mother was Alicent Hightower. And that was more than enough for him to dislike you even so yourself you didn’t do anything wrong to him and even tried to spoke to him a few times.

He looked at you down all the time, even while he see you rarely walking around the garden or just reading. Daemon couldn’t say why exactly he hated you so much, just you specifically put of all Alicent’s children. Maybe you were the one to blame that he hated you like that: always walking after him since a child age and asking him a stupid questions, as he tried to ignore you so hard. And once you even come after him to see Caraxes, so he had to react fast before you did something stupid and anger the dragon.

Such an annoying thing you are. And what was even more annoying: how many times he did scream on you and you still come after him even when he was being cold and rude and said quite straightforward that he didn’t want and didn’t need you here.

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Today he was in a bad mood and wanted to just rest with a quick ride on the Caraxes. So as he stood here, patting big dragon muzzle he didn’t notice at first how you come. He noticed your presence only when Caraxes got tense and his massive head turned to your side.

You were standing here small, holding close to your chest another book you probably steal from Viserys’ library or from one of your brothers. That was unique for a girl like you to just read something all the time, but maybe that was because here was not so much girl for you to play with.

Daemon looked at you clearly annoyed, so now that was hard to tell, who from both Caraxes and Daemon was not happy to see you here.

“I told you,” started he, as he raised his voice. “Stop coming here. Stop go after me like a tail.” He patted Caraxes’ muzzle a few times more, before he let go of him and come closer to you as he leaned over you adding. “I don’t need you here and I hate you, so stop coming here, Hightowers’ little filth.”