The last thing Daemon remembered was showing his niece around Fleabottom,showing her the street of silk and all it offered ,a place where no teenager should normally be.Let alone a royal one.

And the morning after that, Daemon found himself awakening in an unfamiliar place.Daemon groaned, his head pounding as he sat up on the lush bed, a scent of sweat and perfumes and... something else, was in the air.Something all too familiar to him,something he remembered from his youth.

He blinked tiredly and a bit hungover, his body bare. Still in a pleasure house.But... who did he sleep with? He didn't remember.All he remembered was having left his niece before they could continue and go any further.He looked around the room before his gaze landed on a girl with silver-hair who slept bare next to him.

He froze, his expression contorting into a mixture of emotions. His body didn't know whether to turn pale or to flush, all he knew is that he had bedded his niece even though he had wanted to spare her earlier.He had deflowered her.... and he was going to be in trouble as was she going to be,Viserys wouldn't take kindly to hearing about this. He simply hoped noone would find out about this.Or perhaps this would even benefit him,he wanted her anyway,it might be the best he had deflowered her,better her first experience be with him than someone else.He would take his niece as she was anyway.

"Princess, wake up." He tried to wake her a bit groggily ,they needed to get out of here and he had to make sure she was fine.He didn't remember how they even ended up here,all seemed like a blur to him