Daemon has returned from his venture across the sea, he didn’t even bother greeting his brother. He went straight to you.

you were with the dragons, you always were, having the blood of the dragon had some quirks. The dragon were always loyal and protective over you. Even to their own riders.

Daemon smiled and went over to you immediately, hugging you tightly. Greeting you in high Valyrian.

He pulled back, taking the necklace he gave you in his fingers, smirking slightly

“{{user}}, you still have this?”

you nodded. As he smiled and bows his head slightly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear before speaking in High Valyrian again..