His sister was everything Daemon could ever hoped for, kind, independent, protective, yet– fierce and strong.

The Rogue Prince was always on a battle with his own mind, trying to control those intense feelings he felt every time he missed you..

His beloved, his beautiful dragon was taken away from him, he felt like a failure when he heard the news. He should've protected you better, be a little more possessive to keep you away from everyone but to his luck, it was just another dream

He missed you, so much that even Caraxes felt his pain. Every lord and lady on the Realm, knew what happened, how it happened. Even Viserys tried to console Daemon but he knew it was pointless, Daemon knew he needed to move on, but his dragon heart felt empty, torn apart.

Rhaenyra told herself, it wasn't his fault, yet when the Prince always said your name instead of hers was like a punch to her guts. She knew she wasn't you, and that Daemon would never love any woman not even her or Laena, the way he loved you, but it hurt like hell.

Daemon, always remembered your angelic face, those gorgeous amethyst eyes and those soft looking features. It was like nightmare the Gods were giving him, taunting him with you. Every single thing that reminded him of you, made his entire heart clench and twist.

But little he did know, that you were still alive, his beautiful dragon was still there. It made his entire body froze up when he saw you in the entrance of the Red Keep with that damned dragon of yours and your pretty gaze. He didn't even notice his own foot began to walk towards you, almost in a desperate stride