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Princess Alyssa gave birth to another boy with her husband Prince Baelon whom they named Dameon, Daemon Targaryen

He was a marvellous bright child, much like his mother in every aspect he possessed Alyssa's wild and adventurous nature much contrast to the calm nature of his elder brother Viserys, whom he loved dearly

But the Gods were not so kind when they took Princess Alyssa in 87 AC and the infant son Prince Aegon followed soon leaving behind a shell of a husband and two sons

Daemon along with his father didn't leave his mother's funeral pyre till there was nothing left even after much insistence by his grandmother and Viserys

He pondered on everything how he would not see his mother's smile her beautiful mismatched eyes, how will he never feel her unconditional love again and never see her being proud of him again, he cried as much as he could till his throat hurt, till his eyes dried out and he passed out on the floor of his chambers

Things were never the same for his family after that tragedies strike house Targaryen again and again. After Prince Aemon's death his father was made heir in 92AC, Daemon was happy for his father but heartbroken for his cousin Rhaenys who was a mother figure for him but who was he to question the old king when he didn't even listen to his queen
Daemon was lonely as Rhaenys left the court and Viserys was busy with his soon-to-be wife cousin Aemma, hence he dedicated his time to training in the city, he became formidable with sword like no other watching him train was like watching a beautiful dance, he was soon knighted and given the sword dark sister by the king himself, the smallfolk loved the young prince he was charming, charismatic and listened to all their problems and with him roaming around they had a sense of security and it made them feel they matter to anybody other than the good queen, who now due to age could invest less and less time in the projects for the smallfolk, Daemon would sit amongst them talk to them and would help those in need, he trained some of the boys and provided employment to some girls and secretly bought an orphanage and a brothel to secure the children and the girls sold into the trade hence getting the name "Prince of the city"

Daemon maintained a loving relationship with his cousin Rhaenys constantly exchanging letters and visiting her, he brought several gifts for her and his beautiful niece and nephew who adored him like no other. Corlys was also quite fond of Daemon and was like a mentor to him

Until 97 AC when he heard his grandmother is planning to wed to a minor house in the Vale, saying he was offended is a slight but he let it slide for his grandmother. But when he heard the Royce girl talking to her uncle about the abomination House Targaryen he was outraged, he needed a reason to end his alliance and he found one, he went to his grandmother and grandfather and asked for their audience but they paid no heed and said he was throwing tantrums, his father said the same, he further added She was as comely as a sheep something he pointed out to his father who had just rolled his eyes at his antics. When he told his brother about the events all his dear brother said was she will be good for you Daemon, she is a lot like you, and you will have a happy marriage just like mine. He had wanted to vomit and kill his brother right away - Even Aemma had told him that he would grow to be fond of Rhea. She thought Rhea to be a good person to temper his urges as she was a much cooler head than he was "Targaryen need a cooler head as their other half. As if he should be happy and proud.

His last resort was his cousin Rhaenys who was visiting the red keep, she trusted him and tried to talk to the king and queen, the queen softened somewhat but said nothing could be done as she has given her word and he was heartbroken no less

Daemon and Rhaenys tried everything but to no avail, he got back to his room and broke down thinking how his own family abandoned him and is ready to sell him like sheep for being unhinged and wild, which Targaryen is not, grandmother and grandfather married after eloping, his mother was known untamed, he thought how his father abandoned him after his mother's death saying he reminded him of Alyssa too much he cannot bear to see him and Viserys, what had he not done for him, protected him, loved him but still, that was not enough, he realised he'll never be enough and he raged
He took a bag and looked around the devastated room. Good luck finding him.

Daemon used the secret passageway and went straight to the Pit where he found his dragon. And they both made their escape in the middle of the night.

The next day there was no sight of the said Prince and there was no noise from his room, each family member was prepared Daemon would come again with his stories but he never did and then Prince Baelon finally decided to check for himself

He was shocked to see the state of the room and in the centre of it was a letter along with dark sister, The Brave Prince picked it up with trembling hands

To
The Royal Family

I tried everything I could to receive your love and acceptance but I realised whatever I do will never be enough for you all. All I was for was some love but you all were so busy with your sorrows none saw the sorrow of the little boy who lost his mother, cousin Rhaenys tried and helped and I'll always be grateful to her, take your sword I don't want it I took some of my inheritance from my mother to cherish her memories forever

This would never have happened if my mother was here, she would have never allowed this, I hope she was there with me

Son of Alyssa

Baelon's world suddenly stopped and he fell on his knees realising what horror has occurred and how he failed his second son, he let out of loud shrill, and soon his mother entered frantically asking about Daemon and fell on her knees seeing dark sister and started crying devastatingly seeing the letter
She screamed It was supposed to be for him, it was going to make him happy in the long run, he wasn’t supposed to escape, no no no… Come back… Daemon…My child
The old king went numb .... Viseys cried himself to sleep for several nights realising how much pain he caused his own younger brother and Aemma too was ashamed for not helping her cousin and good brother, who was always so kind to her, brought her gifts and loved her

Rhaenys was enraged and shouted at such volume that the whole red keep went numb...her wails would haunt anyone who heard them for life and there were many ....she blamed the queen, the king her uncle, very and everyone for what they did to her younger cousin, who was more of a child to her and Corlys

The smallfolk were in agony and melancholy for the disappearance of their beloved prince

The disappearance of Daemon was a wound that never healed, Prince Baelon tried his best to find his son everywhere in Westeros and Essos but to no avail, there was no trace of him, nothing that could lead them to Daemon, no link at all aside for the few gifts Rhaenys would receive from an unknown source who she knew was Daemon but those too couldn't be traced

But all these years Daemon has become something formidable

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Daemon

Daemon removed caraxes saddle freeing him of all the confines as he had freed himself and flew in the dead of the night
Caraxes was silent while leaving the dragon pit and kings landing. Daemon could not be more grateful for the mega bond, they travelled far and flew for several hours with caraxes chirping happily, they landed on a small abandoned island Daemon had found years ago
Daemon slid down his beloved dragon, lit a little fire and opened his little sack, there were the jewellery pieces of his mother, the dagger his father gifted him, a letter from his grandmother, a sweater that Rhaenys sewed for him, a book on Valyria he asked Viserys to bring him and a small family portrait, he was falling apart, being away from family was not easy but he had to move in the direction he has set foot on, caraxes could feel his Rider's despair and let out a pained shriek, Daemon got up and laid his forehead next to Caraxes snout and said " I know my personification I'll always have you as you'll have me till the end of my days " he rested there for few minutes and brought his food sac and started eating and then slept looking forward to tomorrow

In the morning he thought about where to head next, he knew he can't go to Lys, Pentos or Volantis as those would be the first places to be searched by his family if they thought of looking for him, he knew Rhaenys would and she would be very angry with him but he'll make it up to her soon after settling down, then he decided to go to Astapor

After a 6 day flight with short breaks he reached Astapor , e knew what slavery was but what he saw there terrorized his soul and then he decided

No one will be in chains , I'll free them as i have freed myself

King's landing

The city was not the same without the Prince of the city , neither the royal family nor the smallfolk could feel exultation in the absence of their beloved Prince.
Prince Baelon went numb and couldn't ask for anything other than forgiveness from his late wife for failing her beloved son , the Queen couldn't look in the eyes of his son and was in a state of mourning, the King tried keeping everything together but was failing miserably both physically and mentally because of the tremendous losses, Viserys felt Daemon's loss like a limb, feeling vulnerable without Daemon to protect him , Aemma too blamed herself for not understanding her cousin, Rhaenys stopped talking to all the family and shun them altogether, she looked like she has aged 10 years after Daemon's disappearance, she didn't even inform the contents of the letter she received a moon after Daemon's disappearance just telling them he is well and alive
The smallfolk were lamenting and there was never a time seen before when the smallfolk were so affected by the mechanics of the royalty

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Daemon saw the theft of life, property, work, theft even of children a slave bore, those were property as well, all founded by the selfishness of men.

Poor men, women and children even small babes all with a collar around their necks, no glint of hope in their eyes, it was living it was a shame, to live people in a pillory waiting for death probably reflecting on life thinking about being free, After all, there were no masters in graves.

How he wanted to put an end to this inhuman act but he knew it would not be that simple, he needed a plan, that too a good one, for which he required time and resources, so he headed back to where Caraxes was, he couldn't let anyone know his true identity just, his plan requires being sly

He thought about all the free cities and who would be ready to assist him, it crossed his mind how Braavos fought Pentos to abolish slavery, so he got his next destination.

After flying for 2 days he reached the city of Braavos, where he decided to meet the Sealord who by his knowledge was a warm, compassionate man. That would make things easy, he thought

As he was heading in his cloak to make sure to reveal his identity only to the Sealord, suddenly there he was stopped by a red priestess, she had a certain pull and Daemon could not stop himself from meeting her eye, and then she murmured " The Saviour Prince" with a gasp and continued " My visions were true, they showed me you'll come"
All this made Daemon confused and nervous, he made a move further but he felt an iron grip on his forearm before behind and saw the same priestess dropping with a curtsy. " My Prince will you honour us with your presence in the Red temple, the lord of light awaits you"

" My lady, I think you are confused, you surely are not looking for me, I'm here for some business let me be on my way," Daemon said and freed his arm

" We are here to aid your business my Prince, just listen to me please," said the Priestess

" I don't think you know what you are saying my lady please spare me I don't have time for all your nonsense," Daemon said annoyed

" We want to aid you in freeing the Slaver's bay my Prince," said the Priestess

"How do you know about my plans, Who are you," Daemon asked shocked

" My prince I'm the highest order red priestess Kinvara, I saw it in my visions my Prince, please accompany me to the red temple," Said Kinvara

Daemon was stunned but quickly composed himself, he knew the free cities have many followers of the lord of light and could act as a potential ally so he nodded, Kinvara started moving and soon they were in front of a huge temple spanning larger than the Royal sept, they soon entered and everyone around stood as still as rocks, he noticed his hood has been pulled down and his silver hair were out, then everyone went on their knees, Daemon was perplexed and then Kinvara came in front of him, bowed and went on her knees and said

" My Prince, I understand this is not what you expected but I saw in my Visions the might of Old Valyria, a true Dragon showing the world its might and laying seeds for the preparation of the Long Night, the lord of light commands us to aid you in whatever way you want My Prince for you are the light of Dawn"

Daemon stood numb, it was a shock but it was thrilling.

Kinvara spoke again "My Prince think of me when you need me and I'll be at your service and so will be all the followers of the lord of light"
Daemon nodded with a tight smile, still bewildered but he understood he'll get his answers in due time, now he had other things to think about.

Daemon then went back to Caraxes and flew towards a particular island.

In 3 days he was at dragons nest, a cave island near Dragonstone, he lowered himself from Caraxes and gave him a few pets, Caraxes let out shrills of joy putting Daemon to ease, he and Caraxes were an extension of each other, both different and outcast, moody and temperamental, they flew long distances in the past but the previous days were heavy on him and Caraxes both emotionally and physically, he let out a sigh and touched the pommel of his new sword, the valyrian steel sword his mother wielded "Storm"
He missed his family, each one of them, it was difficult to be away from the presence of his grandfather, the gentle hugs of his grandmother, Talks with his father and brother, the Gentle smiles of Aemma, The love and tenderness of Rhaenys, Guidance of Corlys, the childish sweetness of his niece and nephew, how their faces used to lit up seeing him, but now he knew there was no going back, he wanted to devote himself to somewhere else now

Caraxes had found himself a meal and was lazing around happily, Daemon lit a small fire and ate a rabbit and slept, sleep came early for the long exhausting days.

When the first ray of the sun woke Daemon, his ears were pierced with loud approaching roars, he jumped up and started singing calming valyrian lullaby to Caraxes who was shrieking as well, then a dragon, as black of the night sky, piercing red eyes, almost the size of the black dread, jaw wide open with blood still present on larger than man teeth, The Cannibal, he started approaching, Caraxes let out a defensive roar to protect his rider but was met with a painful roar from the other dragon as if conveying he meant no harm, caraxes in return backed down and let him approach, Daemon furthered his hand singing the valyrian song and soon his hand was met with the dragon's large snout, Cannibal leaned in Daemons touch and Daemon felt different energy piercing his whole body, it was like the day he claimed Caraxes but different, Caraxes was his extension, his soul but this new dragon felt as a missing limb

Cannibal moved his head sideways indicating for Daemon to climb on him, Daemon could feel the sorrow the loneliness of the dragon, another outcast, but no more not on his watch

Daemon made quick way to the dragon's back and held on to its spikes and commanded it to fly, he could hear happy shrills from both Cannibal and Caraxes, cannibal for having a rider after centuries of loneliness and Caraxes for having a brother, he knew Caraxes understood he could feel in his whole being that Caraxes will always be his number one, but now all 3 enjoyed the sky in the direction not visible to from Dragonstone, the smart dragons knew they could not be seen and landed back on dragons nest after 2 hours, soon after they were followed by Sheepstealer and Grey Ghost, Caraxes was ignorant knowing he's irreplaceable and will always be special, but Cannibal was defensive and insecure not wanting to share his new rider but soon gave up after much of Daemon's convincing, he knew this one will even be more difficult than Caraxes which made him laugh

At the end of the day, Daemon had 4 mighty Dragons, all he could think about with a pang of sadness was how proud his mother would have been today

He stayed there for a few days, a moon has passed since he left kings landing, and it felt weird but liberating, now was the time to execute his next plan

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Daemon Targaryen atop Caraxes along with his other dragons started to head towards Essos.

In the bright daylight shadows descended from the sky promising an eternal night, no one knew it was the pledge for a new light of dawn

Deafening roars and the darkness caused the whole of Astapor on foot, the unsullied were ready and so were the masters, then from the highest cliff descended Daemon Targaryen looking like the perfect image of God.

His prior thoughts were to burn the masters alive without any mercy, but he thought against it not that they deserved mercy but to establish eternal demolition of this practice he needed to take it out from the root bottom, couldn't go whole rogue here though that was what he loved.

Daemon sat to talk to the masters about his proposal for letting the slaves free with enough food, clothing and payment for their services and a free choice to choose the work they want to do, few agreed most likely because of the large jet-black dragon hovering just behind him and the three above, but that was of no concern, some wanted to revolt and tried commanding the unsullied, if they wanted revolt that was what they will get.

At the end of the day, most of the masters were dead, and few remaining swore fealty to follow the orders of the new commander, Prince Daemon Targaryen, every slave was free, and so was the unsullied army.

There was finally dawn

It took two months to change the map of Astapor to change. The unsullied army chose to follow Daemon in his conquest as free men and the grey worm was elected as their leader, Two thousand unsullied were left in Astapor for maintaining peace and teaching new ways of life, and the gold from all the masters was taken and put to good use, it was distributed among the former slaves, the families united and occupations found, construction for a school and healing centre was started, Daemon got a new name "kaerīnio" by the people, meaning saviour, it left him with tears in his eyes.

He sent a small pendant which he shaped like a dragon, with a small seahorse brooch to Driftmark for his dearest cousin who stood up for him till the end, he couldn't keep her in dark, at least she'll know he is alive somewhere.

He felt a sudden urge to protect the former slave translator girl Missandei, he wanted to protect her from the world and provide her with comfort and peace, it was not romantic, but it was a strong familial one, so she was asked to accompany them. Daemon started to treat her like a little sister, learning different languages from her.

They headed to Yunkai next, the masters were given a choice again but they were not wise enough to think that the tides were not in their favour

Getting the second sons on their side was a minuscule task, they were left shivering by the dragons themselves, but when they saw Daemon Targaryen wielding his sword "Storm" everyone saw in awe and felt fear.

Only the commander Daario Naharis was left alive to lead the second sons after he swore his oath to the Prince, the siege was planned, and within two days the gates opened and people hastily made their way out towards their saviour.

One million slaves were freed that day, a new beginning, a new dawn was waiting for them. Setting up good governance was easy in Yunkai, the second sons were given the command of the city, like the city watch in kings landing he missed dearly.

Changes made in Astapor were implemented in Yunkai, after four months of stay here and making the city impregnable now was the time to move towards Meeren.

The people of Meeren had heard of a dragon lord who had freed their counterparts in Astapor and Yunkai, how they were given the right to live and breathe which was still a luxury for them, when they heard the mighty roars of dragons above they were answered with joyed sounds from below.

The slaves got strength from the roars and the defender upon them and the masters were all tackled by the people who suffered because of them, taking Meeren was easy and establishing it like the other cities was easier, it was the largest and the wealthiest city with many followers of the R'hollor, Daemon called on Kinvara came along various red priests and priestesses to look over peace in the city and helped form a council for the working.

He left Missandei, Grey worm, Daario, and Kinvara in charge of the Dragons Bay, with the unsullied army and the second sons in his absence and left on his dragons.

His next terminus was where history started, the legacy of dragons and their lords begun

Valyria

The doom destroyed most of it, it was said to be haunted and destructive, he read and heard what became of his ancestor Aerea who was the last one to fly in the doom, with unknown creatures coming out of her, but there was a constant itch, a call, an intrigue to visit Valyria, to see the fourteen the Gods he so diligently worshipped, to walk where his ancestors had once, so he was on it.

Before leaving he signed a scroll to be dispatched to Drift mark if he didn't return within six months, detailing all he had done changing slavers bay to Dragons bay and handling its governance to Rhaenys.

The Air around the doom was different, he felt a shiver running down his body when he entered the smog around the ancient ruined city upon Cannibal followed by Caraxes, Grey Ghost and Sheepstealer, both of whom renamed Tyraxes and Meraxes.

He could feel the excitement and apprehension of his dragons along with his own rising as they were going deeper, Cannibal made a huge turn and with a heavy roar landed on the highest of the flame mountains followed by all others.

Daemon slid down and found the temple of Aegarax- God of all creatures that walk, run, swim, or fly. Creator of the first dragon.
The temple was beautifully decorated with dragon carvings, and even the window sills were made of valyrian steel, he knelt and removed a candle from his satchel and lit it, prayed for hours and left for the other.

Arrax - Ruler of Gods, law, order, justice, governance, and strength.

Aegarax - God of all creatures that walk, run, swim, or fly. Creator of the first dragon.

Balerion - God of death and the Underworld.

Caraxes - God of the sea, twin of Meraxes.

Gaelithox - God of fire, stars, moon, sun, and the dawn, rival of Meraxes.

Meleys - Goddess of love and fertility.

Meraxes - Goddess of the sky, twin of Caraxes.

Shrykos - Goddess of beginnings, endings, transitions, and doorways.

Syrax - God of wine, fruitfulness, parties, festivals, madness, chaos, drunkenness, vegetation, and ecstasy.

Tessarion - Goddess of music, arts, knowledge, healing, plague, prophecy, poetry, beauty, and archery.

Tyraxes - Goddess of reason, wisdom, intelligence, skill, peace, warfare, and battle strategy.

Vermax - God of boundaries, travel, communication, trade, language, and writing.

Vermithor - God of smiths, crafts, and artisans.

Vhagar - Goddess of war.

He lit 14 candles in two days worshipping relentlessly, feeling peace, a sense of belonging, and a feeling of home.

Valyria even in its ruins felt more beautiful and peaceful than kings landing or Westeros could ever feel, he so desperately wanted to bring his brother here for all his passion for their history, and his mind drifted to his family, were they trying to find him, were they as miserable as him away from them, do they even care, or was he just a headache they are happy to be rid off. He was brought back with an explosive sound startling him and his dragons and what he saw blew up his mind.

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Flames reaching the sky were blazing and from them appeared all the Fourteen Gods, the Fourteen flames, Daemon fell on his knees and all the four dragons bowed.

Tyraxes- the Goddess of Wisdom and reason was the first to speak

< Rise, Our Saviour Dragon, The Mighty Son of Dragons, we have yearned from the day of the doom >

Daemon rose to his feet, eyes wide open, mouth agape, feeling weak in the knees

Tyraxes continued
< YOU will commence a new era of dragons my child, for you are a true dragon, for you have shown true dedication to the fourteen, trying to preach to us day and night, we are here to aid you to bring forth a new Valyria. >

Daemon was awed, confused and uncertain but filled with pride and a will to drive for a different future, he has taken a step towards his destiny.

Daemon answered < I'm honoured my God, for such a crucial task has been assigned to me, I'm blessed to be your vassal for the implementation of your will. For I'm a mere servant to the fourteen flames >

The Gods were pleased.

Meleys spoke < My lovely child, I'll provide you all the love I can hold and know your mother is always looking out for you, she can see you and she is very very proud of you >

Daemon was now a sobbing mess, with overwhelming emotions, pain, uncertainty, fear and many more, he fell to the ground.

Shrykos was the next < My little dragon, you have started a new journey, brought upon dawn for so many but it's just a start there is a lot to achieve. And remember we are here for you >

Arrax spoke next < You were chosen from the day you showed your abilities and dedication my dragon, but you sealed it with your thoughtfulness about the people, you are the ruler that is required for you are fire and blood, the emblem of the dragons, you thrive in chaos but the protective dragon inside you, the one guarding our culture, our legacy, the dragon blood, the rituals and protecting those in need, being ruthless when required and being kind-hearted when needed, you are the best of our creation, we are all proud of you. >

Aegarax was the next to speak

Daemon was shown a vision, centuries later of the undead, the night king, their unrelenting bodies and the destruction they bring about

Vermithor spoke < Daemon my child, few things can be used against them, those are dragon glass, dragon fire and valyrian steel, I pass on to you the secret of forming it >

Daemon got a scroll flashed in front of him about the secret to forming valyrian steel

Meleys spoke again < My sweet boy, don't be perplexed and scared, it's very far away in time but we need to be prepared for those generations. Don't forget your happiness, I want you to be happy and content in life as you make others, keep that in mind, my boy. >

Then everything vanished, Daemon was bewildered, it was a lot to process and understand, he never could fathom he was chosen for such a task, he was a wild soul who thrived in chaos with an extremely stubborn nature as his grandmother said, if he was given a task and he has put his mind into it, it will be done sooner or later even if he has to drain the oceans or bend the mountains.

Daemon was about to lose balance when all four dragons' came around to support him, he was balanced with His Meraxes's ( sheep sealer) snout, and he caressed it lovingly and laid his forehead on the dragon's scales, after a few minutes of being like that he heard angry rumbles coming from Caraxes and Cannibal which made him laugh, he was joined by Tyraxes ( Grey Ghost) making sounds like chuckling, which made him laugh harder. Shaking his head he went on to lay his forehead on each of his lovely dragons, giving them their fair share of love.

The night fell and he slept in the temple of Meleys, he felt closer to his mother here and he would do anything to be near her, in her loving embrace.

The next day he woke up and got to work, he started cleaning the temples by himself, and day and night he devoted himself to the service of the Gods, praying and cleaning

By the end of the Second month, all the temples were cleaned and shone like new and constant flames were lit in each, which burned day and night.

Now was the time to return to Dragons Bay.
Daemon rode on Caraxes and after 5 days they all were back in Meeren. Chants of the word " dārys" from the people filled the sky when the dragons and their saviour were spotted. ( king)

Daemon landed Caraxes over the great pyramid and was greeted by all his advisors by all reports all three cities were thriving well, people were adjusting to the new ways of life and there was no rebellion or any suspicious activity that threatened to break the peace achieved.

But Daemon was not an absent ruler he ought to see everything himself, so early in things, he couldn't solely rely on reports and others.

He sent the precious gemstone necklace brought to him by Cannibal in Valyria to Drift mark, he was sure Laena would love it.
He thought will Rhaenys forgive him for leaving her there without informing her, how was his family in kings landing, he missed everyone Terribly. For years Daemon had been made to feel inadequate. When his mother died and his father grew so distant in his grief; he felt like he was not enough. When his grandmother arranged his marriage against his wishes and no one would listen to him; he felt invisible. It had hurt that there was no one who would support him when he voiced his unhappiness towards his marriage to the bronze bitch. When his own brother disregarded and pushed him aside for the likes of Otto fucking Hightower he felt himself waver between rage and numbness.
He felt like he gave and gave and gave and for what? Everyone left him. Everyone dismissed him. No one wanted him. But still, he cares for them with his whole heart and prayed to the fourteen to bless his family. He sent missives to his brothel masters and the keepers of orphanages, asking them about the functioning of establishments and his family, the people employed there were loyal to Daemon and everything would be done and relayed discreetly.

Daemon visited Astapor next and was thrilled by the progress there, the healing centre and the learning centre were almost completely built and most importantly the people were content and happy, everyone was fed and living under roofs. Daemon sat between his people and listened to the problems they were facing and took note of all their requirements, the council appointed by him and the unsullied was doing a phenomenal job. He felt at peace seeing the people happy, he ordered the renovation of the Altar for the Old Gods, The Fourteen, it was a small temple previously. When he was about to ascend to the skies, chants of " īlva dārys" and" īlva kaerīnio" filled the surroundings, Daemon flew with a full heart and watery eyes ( Our king, Our saviour)

Yunkai was booming, the city was alive so were the people. Second Sons were guarding the city well and Daario was running it exceptionally well with the input of the counsel of people. Yunkish were followers of the Gods of Ghis but many were shifting to the Fourteen, so the construction of a huge temple was started by Daemon himself.

He returned to Meeren, the Red priestesses were doing a wonderful job, the air was different, it was breathable.

Now was the time to go North of Meeren, The Dothraki Sea and Vaes Dothrak.

It was the customary gathering of all the Dothraki Khalasars in Vaes Dothrak to pay homage to the Dosh Khaleen and the Mother of Mountains.

He gathered a lot about Dothraki from Missandei, Kinvara and Daario. They were mighty warriors who were dedicated to mother nature and earth, they believed in strength above blood and showed victory via braiding hair but they like in Westeros treated women differently, rather poorly and there were many slaves as well in their command, now these required ramifications.

He headed there with Caraxes and Cannibal leaving the other Dragons in Meeren.

His arrival was announced by the roars and mighty shadows of his dragons, Caraxes have grown at an exceedingly fast rate especially after visiting Valyria, now she was a little short of Cannibal, who could even dwarf The Black Dread.

Chaos and rampart rose down in the city, he knew Dothraki don't carry weapons in their sacred city, not that he was afraid but he was here to reform.

He landed near the largest building there, which was more of a hut, by a closer look he guessed it was the main temple Dosh Khaleen. All the Khals and their Blood riders stood ahead to greet him and know the reason for his visit. He was in the middle of laying out his peaceful terms when a fire erupted in the Dosh Khaleen temple, where the sacred stallion statue was, the women residing there were spared as they came out earlier to see the chaos caused by Dragons. Khals were shouting to bring water to diffuse the fire and save The Mother Stallion.

Daemon stood up and moved towards the temple, he knew Targaryens could withstand more temperature than normal and he was quick, he could bring her out without burning, he got near the temple which was blazing, feeling the heat from the fire he stepped closer and pushed the door with his leg.

He quickly went inside to locate The Stallion and saw it lying on the floor surrounded by fire on three sides, he quickly paced to pick it up, in the process he noticed his leg laid on fire and he didn't feel a thing, he didn't flinch, there was no pain just a soothing warmth, he was startled.
His attention was brought when the roof started to collapse, he quickly picked The Stallion up and headed outside.

There he stood at the door "Unburnt" with no harm and the statue of the Stallion in his hands, clothes burnt to Ash, standing tall looking more God than human. All the Dothraki bowed shouting " Blood of My Blood" proclaiming him to be the " Stallion Who Mounts The World"

He spoke "Qoy ki tih qoy, tih Khalasar, anha, Daemon Targ yeri sash Khal is honoured ki yeri devotion. Vosma anha will demand alikh than loy eshna khal has ever demanded, laz yeri hash ki, swear anna she front ki the mai ki mountains"

( Blood of my blood, My Khalasar, I, Daemon Targaryen, your new Khal is honoured by your devotion. But I will demand more than any other khal has ever demanded, can you do that, swear it in front of the mother of mountains)

Deafening shouting commenced
"Kisha swear anna she front ki the mai"

( We swear it in front of the mother)

Daemon said"Anha will vo choose sen qoy riders, each ato ki yeri will be honoured to be ato"

(I will not choose three blood riders, each one of you will be honoured to be one)

Another round of deafening howling was heard

He continued. "Atthirar will change, vo longer will yeri zande cities ma make slaves, yeri will ajjin live ven families, mahrazhkem ma chiorikem, mai ma ohara, each ma eyak will be respected ma provided ha ma jinak way kisha will rule the rhaesheser niyanqoy '" "

(Life will change, no longer will you sack cities and make slaves, you will now live as families, husband and wife, mother and daughter, each and everyone will be respected and provided for and this way we will rule the world together)

"Are yeri ei ma anna to mount the rhaesheser"

(Are you all with me to mount the world)

Echoing was heard from the Khalasar.
Dothraki lessons from Missandei finally paid off, he was positive the other missions he sent his close aids for were also successful.

The next day he prayed to the fourteen for bestowing him with the gift of being unburnt, it was heard in old stories that some Valyrians were immune to fire but it was never seen in the past centuries.

The next moon he spent with the Dothraki, sparing and teaching them their new way of life. He was happy to learn new things about combat from the fighting skills they possessed, and he was more than happy to show his, he defeated all twelve previous khals in three days to show his fighting skills, he ordered against cutting of their hair like they usually did after being defeated as they were to lead others behind him and he couldn't let the authority of first in command to reduce, they bowed and said it was an honour fighting the Stallion who will mount the world.

The next moon he helped them look out for small establishments and settling them down.

Now was the time to go back to Meeren and look at how the other pursuits were going on.

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KING'S LANDING

Things were never the same after Daemon left but the birth of Princess Rhaenyra, the first child of Prince Viserys and Aemma who survived for more than six months brought some solace into everybody's life.

Rhaenyra became the anchor for Jaehaerys, Alysanne, Baelon and her parents.

They would all sit and talk about Daemon sending missives everywhere to get a clue about their young Prince but it seemed as if Daemon had disappeared in the air.

Alysanne "It's been Eleven months and Eight days Jaehaerys, Eleven and nothing about my grandson, what good of a king are you if you couldn't find a Targaryen that is alone in the world and you know " A Targaryen alone in the World is a terrible thing "

Jaehaerys signed, this talk and accusations were like a crown he carried atop his head, he would never be free of it

" I'm trying Alysanne, Baelon is also looking everywhere but we could not trace him, he is nowhere to be found, there is no mention of Caraxes as well, not even in the free cities, we are not even sure he is alive or not "

Alysanne banged her hands on the table
" He is alive, I know it, the gifts that Rhaenys told me about after much goading
were definitely from Daemon, no one has that impeccable taste, my sweet boy, please come back, I'm so sorry I failed you, please " And she was a sobbing mess

Baelon held his mother and took her to the bed. " Mother, we tried tracing the gifts but there is no lead, I myself went to the free cities, Daemon can hide but Caraxes cannot go unseen, we are trying mother. Don't blame yourself mother, we all failed him and I'm to be blamed the most, we failed to love him and understand him. How will I face Alyssa here after I don't know " Now he was crying as well in his mother's lap

Prince Baelon the brave became a shell of a man after his sister wife died, Prince Aemon's death further fractured him but Prince Daemon's departure broke him.

Jaehaerys stood up from his chaise and went near his wife and son, patting them silently. We too felt the loss but he had to keep going.

Viserys and Aemma were Watchful and caring parents, especially after the death of their first son, Rhaenyra was dotted on like no other by everyone in the keep and they couldn't Thank the Gods enough for the love their child was receiving.

Viserys often wondered how much Daemon would have loved Rhaenyra, she would have been his favourite, his daughter was a dragon that was visible as a toddler itself, she held that fire. There was a gaping hole in his heart for his little brother, whom he was to protect, love and support as promised to his mother but he failed, he failed miserably.

Each member of the Royal Family was present for dinner, except Rhaenys who barred herself from the Red Keep stating" I cannot stand to be in the company of people who couldn't love a motherless child, their own kin "

Alysanne." I went through Daemons's things again you know what he took with himself "

Everyone looked at each other silently

Alysanne spoke again." I realised he took the Dagger you gifted him on his Twelth name day Baelon, the Valyrian steel dagger, he was running in the whole keep showing everyone the dagger his father gifted him with stones resembling his mother's eyes "

Baelon retracted back to his seat, a tear leaving his left eye

" Viserys you remember when Daemon was Fourteen he was deep into Valyrian history and for his name day, you brought him the Old Valyrian book from Dragonstone which we found during our previous visit, that is missing along with A letter i wrote to him after he was knighted and the family portrait he painted himself, the small one, " Alysanne said with a heavy voice

Aemma was the one to break the silence
" The one painting in which he included me as well "

Alysanne nodded

" You are family cousin, you have always been, but now you are my Good Sister but I will love you more than my Sister, these were the words he said to me, " Aemma said

Now Viserys and Aemma both were crying

Jaehaerys asked the maid to bring Rhaenyra if she was awake to take everyone's grief out
He added" Should we ask Rhaenys to come to the court for a few days, Alysanne, it will help us all "

" She refuses to talk to me, My King and I'm sure you are in no better position than I am.
She loved Daemon like her own which we failed " Alysanne said

" She put her faith in him and trusted him when we all dismissed him saying he was throwing tantrums, we could not have believed him if I had not heard that Royce girl saying she was happy the abomination Targaryen ran away, she need not be close to the sin, our grandson was humiliated and we didn't trust him, we failed so many of our children and now grandchildren as well "

Viserys added " I promised Mother, I will always protect him, but I failed at least the Royce girl was stripped of all lands and titles but my brother is nowhere to be seen, I just wish I was not so blind, I wish "

Squealing Rhaenyra entered with the maid, The little princess was babbling and letting out small baby waves of laughter, it instantly put a smile on everyone's face.

Jaehaerys signed, at least the princess will soothe the other family members for the time being.

DRIFT MARK

The world shattered for Rhaenys when the news of Daemon's departure reaches her, the pain was worse than losing the throne, worse than the one she felt when she miscarried, for the pain for a child you haven't known yet to the child you have loved and cherished till age was not comparable.

She left the wretched city the same day on Meleys, she couldn't be in their presence anymore. Corlys was distraught as well, for Daemon was a child to him too like Laena and Laenor.

The children were old enough, Laena Eight-name days old and Laenor Six-name days to understand that their beloved Uncle has left.

Breathing was difficult for Rhaenys, each day she would go on Meleys to find her cousin, but to no avail, days passed until one day she saw an abandoned letter near the small cave at the beach she and Daemon used to visit.

After reading the letter she was able to breathe, she let out a breath she didn't realise she was holding. The contents of the letter were bittersweet, at least she knew he cousin was alive and well, he sent the letter here, stating he knew she would visit the cave sooner or later, how much faith he had in her it was tearing her up

He apologized for leaving her alone, she was angry about him leaving but soon it turned to grief and it came out through her eyes.

She unwillingly told her grandmother about the letter she received, refusing for sharing the details but letting her know Daemon was well and alive

She was trying her best, looking for clues to find the Young dragon but to no avail, Corlys was trying as well he contacted all his friends in the free city but there was no sighting of Daemon or Caraxes.

Rhaenys made a ritual to go to their cave each day at dawn, to reminisce about her beloved cousin, and after two months of the letter, she found a small pocket there, how it got there she didn't know, she hastily opened it up revealing a beautiful dragon pendant looking like Meleys and a seahorse brooch with a dragon tail around it, whole of Driftmark heard their Lady Princess that day again.

She never removed the pendant again nor did Laenor remove the brooch from his Uncle, whom he missed terribly, he missed the long flights, the fighting lessons, the wonderful gifts, the unending love and a lot of new experiences, he would always talk about Daemon and be eager to know about his uncle's childhood, he would sometimes accompany his mother to the cave.

Laena was a different story, the joyful and adventurous girl was sullen from the day she learnt of her Uncle's absence. She didn't say a word for days until she cried her heart out to her mother, how she missed her Uncle, who would always encourage her and team up him her in all the mischief, who never let her feel less for not having a dragon, saying you would have the best dragon." Issa byka zaldrīzes " ( My little dragon), would teach her high valyrian, would take her on dragon rides and bring her wonderful things.

From both her children Laena was more of a Targaryen than Laenor, while Laenor was calm and composed balancing both his Velaryon and Targaryen heritage Laena's Targaryen fire was burning wild always prone to mischief, despite all her girl had a gentle and caring heart which loved too much.

Laena wore the trinkets and all the gifts she received from her Uncle before his departure, she was distraught when Laenor got the brooch and she was left with nothing, she needed a piece of her uncle. She too accompanied her mother to the cave and her happiness knew no bound when after six months of the previous pouch, there lay another pouch with a gemstone necklace and a small note stating.

" Syt issa byka zaldrīzes, issa lovely niece"
(For my little dragon, my lovely niece)

Instantly that necklace was on her neck and she never took it off.

MEEREN

Returning, Daemon was happy to see the enthusiasm of his people, he could feel it in his bones even in the sky, the joy of the people and his dragons Tyraxes and Meraxes.

He descended and spent some time with the awaiting Dragons who chirped with joy, a welcome party containing Daario, Missandei, Grey Worm, Kinvara and the counsel of Meeren were waiting for him, they got back to the Great Pyramid and Daemon took his seat.

He enquired about the tasks he sent Daario for and was pleased to know they could take action soon, War was brewing between Plain of Jogos and all the combined cities of Kayakayanaya, Samyriana, Bayasabhand, The Golden Empire of Yiti, Leng, Marahi, Great Moraq, Ibben, Mantarys

All combined but were still losing to the Jhogwins who wanted to enslave people from these cities, The great warriors of cities have reduced in number, Yiti and Leng were rich and small empires without many military tactics relying on trade and the other cities were mostly defenceless,
Daario treated with all their leaders, they were to bend the knee and swear allegiance after being secured from Jhogwins, now was the time to take the next step in combining Essos.

Three days later he flew with all four Dragons and commanded the Dothraki and Unsullied to March at the border of Plain of Jogos, they relayed the peace terms but the Jhogwins were mad to face four grown Dragons in the field, till nightfall the war going on from years was over and the few left of the Jhogwins swore fealty.

All the other cities paid homage to their Saviour and bent their knee till perpetuity.

After returning from the war he directly went north of Meeren to the abandoned Valyrian holdfast he found after freeing Meeren, he was flying above when between three volcanoes he saw a large black tower and after descending he recognized the architecture was similar to Dragonstone and the dialects written in Special symbolic High Valyrian only for the Dragonlords to understand, it was an impregnable and beautiful castle, created in the prime of Valyrian power boasting the might of Dragonlords. It was inhabited at the point and seemed so for a long time, after all not everyone could live between Volcanoes.

After enquiring from the people he gathered it was built by Valyrians to nab the Dothraki and Slavers, it had a perfect location almost the centre of Essos, It was inhabited since the doom, no one dared to travel near it not even the Dothraki, fearing lurking dragons.

He went on an expedition to explore the castle and was happy to find a new home, similar to Dragonstone which was always more of a home to him than the Red Keep. It was filled with relics from Old Valyria, Dragon statues peering down at him.
The basement held a strange large carved door, shaped like a dragon after opening it he was blown, never could he imagine such treasures to be found in an abandoned castle, there were old tombs filled with shelves containing ancient rites, spells practices involving dragon glass, Valyrian steel. Carvings of all the Valyrian Gods. Spells regarding Dark Magic, Spell forged weaponry and jewellery both in Valyrian steel and precious stones and metals, there was enough gold that could run his whole kingdom for generations.

He ordered the cleaning of his castle and polishing, rendering some changes in designs, sheets, carvings and architecture. Some parts needed repair but most of it stood tall and strong as new because of the magic with which it was constructed which even seemed to rise with the presence of dragons, he barred the basement and the entrances of secret tunnels he found in most parts of the castle, their presence indicated by Valyrian symbols, he trusted his people but the secret tunnels ought to be hidden.

When he entered the Castle he was delighted, it shone as new, like the day his ancestors made it, they reached the throne room, it was a large hall, larger than the one in the red keep with a beautiful throne made of Valyrian steel carved with Dragons large enough for two people to sit on, situated above the ground by twenty stairs, The Altar was newly decorated, it was next to the throne room, all the rooms were beautifully decorated, there were carvings of all his four dragons on the main door and the wall behind the throne, he drew Meleys, Vermithor, Silver wing, Vaghar, Balerion too in the throne room to honour his family.
The dragons loved the volcanic caves surrounding the castle and happy roars filled the sky.

After surveying the newly renovated castle he headed back to Meeren to see where people from Dragons bay, all the counsel members and many common people from all three cities, leaders from all the newly bent cities, All the Khals and major military leaders of the Dothraki, a crowd nearing of seven million standing in open fields between the Valyrian castle and Meeren, who started cheering for when he came in sight, he was confused, it didn't seem like a rebellion by the joyful cheering when he descended near the elevated centre where Kinvara, Missandei, Daario, Grey worm were already present and were smiling at him.

Before he could ask them what was going on, they all went on their knees along with the crowd. Kinvara was the one to break the silence, " My Prince please come ahead "

Daemon moved towards her

She held out a Valyrian steel crown, jet black, rubies and diamonds adorning it, ring-shaped with dragon scales and the front like wings

Daemon stood stunned

Kinvara spoke in a voice that could be heard by the whole crowd
" My Prince you brought dawn on these people and many more, gave people a sense of living and belonging, took care of their needs and gave life value, freed the people from heinous practices against mankind and joined them based on humanity, you are the Prince who brought dawn, allow me the honour to bestow you this crown and name you Emperor of Essos "

Daemon couldn't move, his tongue felt foreign and he could only nod

Kinvara stood up on Daemon's side and beckoned him to kneel, he knelt on he stage and Kinvara placed the Valyrian steel crown on his head.

Whole Essos except for the free cities was combined under the rule of The Dragonlord, The Saviour, The Breaker of Chains, The Stallion who mounts the world, The Unburnt, The true blood of Old Valyria, The King of kings, The Conqueror, Daemon Targaryen.

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Dragon's Nest was the name Daemon gave to his new castle, the construction of a new city near the castle using the area of the Dothraki Sea. The layout of the city was made by the King himself using the relics from the Valyrian Treasury. It ought to be the replica of The Old Valyria but with its own beauty, even more advanced and progressive, by estimate the construction would take more than a year.

Daemon made sure to have proper healing centres, schools, orphanages and old age homes, a large valyrian temple, king-sized parks in various parts of the city and proper sewage and drainage system. There was the construction of proper markets and houses. The port of Meeren was to be amplified and connected to Dragons Nest, there were plans to build a large navy, and the sea lanes will work for trade and shipping and are vital for protection as well.

King Daemon was sitting on his throne and holding his court when he was informed about the arrival of a messenger.

Daemon dismissed the court shortly and met the said person and flung on him, hugging him tightly

"Lorent, My friend it's so good to see you after so long, how have you been and how is everyone else in Westeros," Daemon said motioning Lorent to sit and ordering the maids to bring refreshments for the both of them.

" I'm fine Your Highness," Lorent said with a bow

Daemon rolled his eyes and said "It's Daemon for you my friend and please sit down, you have come from a long journey which I assume must have been tiring"

" My happiness knows no bounds after seeing you My Friend, the journey was nothing knowing by the end I'll get to see you"

They both smiled ear to ear drinking the wine that was served

Lorent continued " You know how sickly we all were, each and every one of the Gold Cloaks when we got the news of your disappearance, some said you'll come back but I knew you will not after everything that happened, I was delighted when I got your raven, Daemon. I thank you for trusting me enough to have me by your side, whatever I'm today is all because of you, you chose me as your pal in childhood after my parents died and my uncle abandoned me. Thank you for having me by your side, I live to serve you in any means you deem fit my friend, till my dying breath"

Daemon swallowed a sob and said " Lorent you are my brother, not by blood but by heart, I'm honoured to have you by my side, I Thank you for leaving everything behind and coming here for me to aid me in everything, Thank you, Brother.

Lorent could not stop himself and started to cry happy tears, he got up and went near Daemon falling on his knees
" My King, my life is yours, my sword is yours, each and everything I possess is yours from this day till perpetuity, if you'll have me "

"Lorent please rise, of course, I'll have you why else would I call you here imbecile," Daemon said helping Lorent up

" Now tell me how did you find my new kingdom," Daemon said

" You have done wonderful work here Your Grace, when I passed the free cities there was much ambiguity I couldn't figure out much, but I used the map you sent and entered the Dothraki sea, I was stopped by a few dothraki men who were not letting me in and wanted to bound me but when I showed them the note you sent me for this purpose, they bowed and brought in a translator, provided me proper food, a good night rest stating their Khal won't be happy if his friend is mistreated "

"Daemon I say how they talked about you, I knew you were destined for greatness and I feel so happy the way you have their undying loyalty and love, they showed me new Dothraki settlements and around all the way up to his beautiful castle, it is phenomenal, who did you make it in such a short time, " Lorent asked

" I just repaired it, it was an old Valyrian outpost, what better home than something related to The Old Valyria " Daemon stated

"How is my family back there, " Daemon asked finally

Lorent could see the solemnness in Daemon's eyes, the sadness the loneliness despite being surrounded by so many who love him so much, he felt alone
" They are better now from the day you left, mostly because of the New Princess Rhaenyra, Princess Aemma birthed her two months after you left, they tried finding you everywhere, sent missives, ravens and everything they could do. Prince Baelon flew to the free cities as well but came back empty-handed, the strife between the King and Queen has widened immensely but they are all holding up. Princess Rhaenys left Kings landing and has not been seen there since, she refuses to talk to anyone else in the Royal Family and stays in Driftmark but the tales of her wails are heard throughout the whole of Westeros.

For a much longer time, Daemon was silent, with glassy eyes and wobbly lips, they sat there in silence for what felt like hours, and then Daemon stated
" I'm happy for my brother and good sister, they finally have a child to dot upon and look after, I just wish she is not made a slave of their wishes, they let her live life."

He abruptly got up and said
"Come Lorent let me show you around and take you to your rooms to take some rest, I have a lot to show you and a lot to talk "

They silently approached the chambers which were given to him by Daemon, a few maids we called upon to tend to him and then Daemon left for his quarters.

The same feelings which he felt the days after he left Kings landing were resurfacing, he cried his heart out on his canvas, at least they tried finding him, they cared that much now, but he was still not ready to forgive them for all the neglect he faced in sixteen years, especially after the death of his dear mother. He wrote a letter to Rhaenys telling her he is fine and doing well and packed the Valyrian steel ring in the envelope, for her cousin deserves all the love and affection of the world, he hated to see her crying, knowing he was the reason was killing him but he couldn't set down his resolve, he needs to keep going for his people, for himself, for the responsibility given to him by the Valyrian Gods.

The next day was the meeting of the new council leaders of King Daemon.

In the chamber sat Kinvara, Missandei, Grey worm, Daario, The counsellors from Astapor, Yunkai and Meeren, Drogo, Raeko, Mago, Bharbo ( The four Dothraki generals or the head blood riders), Bu Gai the prior emperor of Yiti now given the title of Lord of Yiti along with his wife Bun shu and son Ghai, Khiara the empress of Leng, now the Lady of Leng, with her husband Kewar and daughter Keha, The good father's from all the all cities of Kayakayanaya, Samyriana, Bayasabhad and the new Jhogwin tribe head.

They were sitting when Daemon entered, everyone stood up and Missandei announced,

You all stand in the presence of

" King Daemon of House Targaryen, First of his Name, The Chosen One, The Dawn bringer, The Dragonlord, The Saviour, The Breaker of Chains, The Stallion who mounts the world, The Unburnt, The true blood of Old Valyria, The King of kings, The Conqueror"

Everyone bowed and Daemon took his seat at the head of the table, no one lifted their head before they were beckoned by their King to Rise.

Daemon gave Missandei a nod and she spoke again
" I'm honoured to introduce you all, Lord Lorent Luthor, Our Kings trusted friend and The Hand of The King"

Everyone bowed again and, Luthor was standing there with his jaw hanging, not able to process what all is happening, The new titles added to his friend and him, an orphan, from a minor house, Hand of the King, it was too much for him. He was brought out of his oblivion by Daemon's hand on his shoulder.

" You are my most trusted friend, My brother, will you be my Hand, Luthor"

Luthor fell on his knees, with glassy eyes and a hoarse voice spoke " Your Grace, you have bestowed me with honour I could never have imagined, thank you for showing so much trust in me, I hope to prove myself worthy of everything you have given me"

"Rise Luthor, You are worthy, The Only One I could think for his position, for being by my side," Said Daemon

Luthor rose and Daemon placed a beautiful hand-shaped brooch with a dragon encircling it on his chest and beckoned him to the chair to his left side opposite The Red priestess.

Daemon waved everyone to sit down and the meeting commenced, The progress of construction of the city adjoining Dragons Nest, The Dothraki settlements, watchtowers and gates at the entrance of Dothraki sea, Construction of establishments in Astapor, Yunkai and Meeren and their adjoining Ports, The Dragons Bay, View of the people about changes in their lives, any suspicion of nefarious activities, watchtowers and gates at the entrance of each city, The peace after the war of Jhogwins was put down, the taxes the cities will pay, the material they will provide, changes in lifestyle and living they ought to bring, the reception of people to their new King "

Each report seemed positive, Luthor was impressed by everything Daemon did in such a short period of time, he was something out of his world.

Now only the inner circle remained, others were dismissed, those were Kinvara, Daario, Missandei, Grey worm, Drogo and Raeko

Each report was cross-checked by the Red priestess, she had sent priests and priestesses to each new part that was conquered, spy network was established by Daario in each city, further cross-checking using his little birds, Grey worm was the military in charge, the new recruitments and the training were all up to mark, The Dothraki report was more than satisfactory.

It was decided that King Daemon would hold court in each city once in two months, hence keeping people close to their King, nor that they would budge from him in any way but Daemon wanted to be among them as often as possible. In Astapor it would be held in the Counsellor's house, so in Yunkai, In Meeren the Great Pyramid was used by Daario and the Second Sons, The Dothraki temple and each city palace. Everyone had the liberty to travel to Dragons Nest and meet their king, the demand for staying in the city adjacent to the castle was increasing exceedingly, it would be a whole mix of civilisation and cultures living in harmony, the city larger than even Volantis, the largest free city.

Luthor was bewildered, such progress and advancement were unheard of yet it was in front of his eyes, next day Daemon took him on his dragon back to see all the cities, the cheers heard when the dragon was spotted filled him with warmth, finally Daemon got the love and respect he deserved.

Days passed in solitude, three months of life in Essos for Luthor was merrier than his whole life in Westeros, the freedom, love, devotion, it was all in abundance, no scheming, no court vipers, Daemon made sure to keep everything crystal clear.

Daemon took him along to visit all the cities when he went to hold his court. Each city was phenomenal, People, defence, livelihood, wealth everything was taken care of along with secrecy. Nothing that goes here reaches anywhere out

Now was the time to join whole Essos together.

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Shadow Lands of Asshai was the King's next destination, a lot has been heard about the forbidden practices, and Asshai holds a significant amount of arcane knowledge. Of any current location, it is the most likely to have dragonlore. Ancient books of Asshai also record the Azor Ahai prophecy followed by members of the R'hllor faith.

It is rumoured that spell singers, aeromancers, and warlocks practice their arts openly in Asshai. It is open to all sorts of practitioners of the "higher mysteries" such as god's wives, night-walkers, pyromancers, blood mages, as well as inquisitors, torturers and poisoners, and even worshippers of the Black Goat and Bakkalon and the Lion of Night. No practice is forbidden in the city, however depraved

Daemon was curious to learn about the practices, Kinvara was to accompany him for she knew the lands

It was a solemn city, but relics from the previous long night were available which Daemon wanted to read and store for his future generations as warned by the Gods when the need will arise House Targaryen will be prepared to save the mankind

In two moons he read about the long night in the great red temple and returned to write and store in his storage for the future.

In the meantime, Lys, Tyrosh and Myr had aligned famed as " The Triarcy" and the backing of Volantis was preparing war on Bravos, the wealthiest city.

Bravos also called the bastard daughter of Valyria, fought for slaves and tried abolishing slavery whereas the Triarcy cities relished slaves, all three were beautiful port cities and exotic lifestyles, and Lys was known for its varied poisons.

Volantis had two regions, those behind the black walls where the fourteen were diligently followed had forfeited the war, and the others were the ones backing it.

Pentos was out of all this mess, The Prince of Pentos, Reggio and the magisters didn't declare for any side fearing the consequences

Qohor was a land of sorcerers, and dark arts and the only land presumed to hold the secret of Valyrian steel.

Lorath was a large city but its small fleet was no comparison to Volantis.

Norvos was known for its tapestries but lacked major military potential.

Qohor, Lorath and Norvos were in the yoke of Pentos all four undeclared but vulnerable to any further attacks.

Prince Reggio, the magisters of all the four cities were holding a meeting when a raven came for Reggio

Don't worry old friend I will come to your aid no harm will befall you, Meet my guests tomorrow at your palace

~ Your friend Daemon

Reggio was both confused and relieved, he knew Daemon was a formidable warrior and with his Dragon Caraxes he was unstoppable but why will he aid them was still unfathomable

The next day in the palace arrived Lorent, Daario and Kinvara, everything was conveyed to Reggio after the oath of secrecy, and the four cities were given a chance to come under Daemon's kingdom and be free of fear, they would be ruled by the magisters only but there would be changes according to the King, slavery was non-negotiable, no slave will live in Daemon's kingdom, only people working on their free accord. They are under the wing of a higher authority, The Emperor would be kept a secret, no whispers, the citizens would be informed after wiping the spies out and no news shall reach Westeros.

After due consideration, the magisters finally decided it was in their best interest to follow the old traditions when the Dragon Lords protected them and now take the protection of Dragonlord King Daemon.

Daemon visited Reggio and blood oaths were taken, by Daemon to protect the rights and safety of the cities in front of all the major families and leaders and all the leaders to respect, follow and honour their Emperor till perpetuity.

Daemon took a liking to the sorcerer Qaithe, she was present along with all the leaders, upon seeing him she spoke loudly " The Dawn Bringer, bow to him, he will save us like he had many others"

She was a powerful dreamer and healer, magic flowed in her veins alike Daemon's.

She bowed and asked to serve him in person, Daemon sensed she was genuine, his gut never lied to him and he tends to follow it, she accompanied her King back to Dragons Nest.

Kinvara was sent further to Bravos with the Dothraki and second sons, The Sealord of Bravos was eager to accept the terms on any conditions, thus Oaths were taken and steps to shun the sham of war began.

Saera Targaryen lived peacefully beyond the black walls, living wife like the princess she was, she held the largest land and business, and all she accomplished on her own.

She in all but name ruled the black area, she was delighted to receive her nephew's letter and gathered everyone beyond the walls, with Daemon's support they were able to nab the other side of Volantis thus ending the mindless life shed. The remaining were given the same terms as the other cities and everyone accepted them to live a peaceful life, Saera Targaryen with her children now ruled Volantis in her nephew's name, who she had to still meet.

The Triarcy dissipated in a day, and the slaves outnumbered the masters four times, when the unsullied reached there and described everything they could do and live for, the history of Meeren repeated in all the three cities and they happily declared for their King, complying with all the terms, the remaining masters chose to bend the knee for their lives.

Poisons of Lys were a worry but were soon solved by the oldest former slaves who collected all the parchments available and handed them over, relying on that only the slaves knew how to make poisons, the masters never sullied their hands and no former slave will ever turn on their Saviour.

The blood Oaths taken by each leader of the free cities were put on with a spell by Daemon, he would know when they or anyone related to them would sway and try to commit treason

For the next six moons, Daemon visited all the free cities, met the people, saw the changes he made and rejoiced with the life he created. He was parted from Caraxes all his time, for he could not risk any westerosi ship spotting his beloved Bloodworm, he particularly used Grey Ghost, for he knew how to be in the shadows.

Meeting Saera was bittersweet, for she reminded him so much of his precious mother but it felt good to finally have a touch of family, meeting new cousins was wholesome as well, they were fitting well as the Lords and Ladies of Volantis and Saera as Princess head of Volantis.

Here Daemon decided to finally send something for his grandmother who by all accounts had a failing health. He chose a Diadem, all made of sapphires and diamonds with small rubies with a letter

My Queen,

I was very angry at you for trying to sell me as sheep but somewhere I'm happy you did that, for because of that I'm now free and living life on my accord.

I just regret being away from you all but I don't regret going away.

Don't try to find me, I hold no grudges, I have long forgiven everyone but I don't want to come back.

I miss you and everyone else, do not worry about me I'm doing fine, take care of yourself Grandmother for the realm and the family needs you, give my regard and live to Father, Viserys, Aemma and the King.

Daemon.

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He purposely did not mention Rhaenyra, to not raise any suspicions

All nine cities were United under The Conqueror Daemon Targaryen, it was even more glorious than the times of Old Valyria.
For there was peace, prosperity and love. Every person sang praises for The King, who brought their life stability, security and freedom, they would die for him and kill for him but would let any harm befall him.

There was no ruler to ever exist who was so loved, cherished and revered, he was not only their King but their God, whom they would worship on any altar day and night

King's Landing

A raven arrived in the rookery leaving its contents and flying off, the maesters were perplexed for such a raven was unheard of, they looked further into the small bag which contained a letter sealed with a three-headed dragon for the queen and the small box for the queen as well, they immediately rushed for the queen.

The Queen was weak, so the Royal family dined in the queen's solar to keep her company and reduce any efforts from her side, they were all perplexed when the maester from the rockery arrived mid-meal and handed over the letter and the box explaining the odd raven.

Never in the recent time, anyone saw the queen so energetic, when she rushed and snatched the letter from the maester, readily opening it.

She fell on her knees crying out loudly

" My Grandson wrote to me, after two and a half years he wrote, he has forgiven me"

She wailed and each family member cried and writhed reading the letter, Baelon cried but was relieved Daemon still called him father, Jaeherys shed tears for his grandson didn't address him as grandfather, how miserably he failed him, Aemma crying her own tears along with Viserys was handling the queen, who was a mess.

Later she said " I told you Jaeherys, he is well and alive, in my heart I knew, he cares, he still cares after each one of us didn't, he still cares" And with that, she was crying again.

The Queen for her remaining life wore the diadem sent by her grandson, till the day she died in 100 AC, in her heart she would always regret that she failed him but she felt some peace knowing he was happy. While closing her eyes all she could feel was dread, the dread to face Alyssa.

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Westeros

The Good Queen's death was a big blow to The King and the realm, most of all to the harmony between the factions of The Pale Prince and The Spring Prince. Rhaenys was already estranged from everyone except her grandmother and now the person holding the thread of accord was gone, another setback for her was when The King decided to pass on the diadem Daemon sent to Aemma instead.

The King was a walking corpse without his wife, they had their differences lately but to survive in a world without the other was an abyss, the already burdened Prince Baelon confined himself to his quarters much like after Alyssa's death, Aemma had only one mother figure her whole life that was the Queen, her grandmother, now she was gone too, the one advocating female rights was gone leaving every female to rot in the misogynist world.

Rhaenys flew back to Driftmark from Dragonstone after the funeral, refusing to spend any more time with the other Targaryens, she was accompanied by her husband and children.

Essos

The news carrying the Good Queen's death reached Dragon's Nest within days devastating Daemon, he held animosity towards his grandmother but love outweighed it, he wanted to go back, to bring her back but there was nothing he could do, he had a responsibility, towards his people, the one handed by the fourteen. At least she knew he cared, conveyed via the letter he sent, he knew through his spies that she never took off the diadem he sent.

The people had never seen their young, charismatic king so desolated, it worried them, they could feel his pain, Luthor tried his best to cheer Daemon up, taking him touring and hunting but all in vain, until one-day deafening screeches were heard from Caraxes and Cannibal which continued for hours, for which Daemon was compelled to go check on his beloved Dragons.

When Daemon entered Cannibal's lair and went deeper, the world stopped, his eyes blown wide, a spark ran down his spine tugging a warm joyous smile on his beautiful face, the lilac iris bore a spark like the one they bore when he claimed Caraxes, there lay three Dragon eggs guarded by the Cannibal inside and Caraxes outside the entrance, the eggs were beautiful, one of them pure black shining like the scales of Cannibal, the other one resembled the red of Caraxes with speckles of black and the third one was the perfect mixture of black and red, the largest one. Cannibal let him come closer to the eggs and touch them, they were warm under his hand sending him another jolt of joy. Daemon put his forehead on Cannibal's snout thanking him and hugging him, for helping procreate dragons, to bring forth a new generation of Dragons.

That day the people were finally relieved to see their King as his old self, happily striding around, even the court was held the next day.

Daemon went to Altar to thank the fourteen for their blessing upon him and his people, it was his routine, he went there in the morning before breaking his fast, but today was special.

Daemon then went to the secret basement housing the Valyrian treasure, the architecture astonished him each time, the basement entrance which looked like a wall with certain inscriptions only for the Dragonlords to understand and the corridor which led to it had a small alley-like way from the Main room's solar which were housed by the King himself, Daemon read the way dragons were bred and taken care in the past.

" A dragon is not a slave "

They are not meant to be in confines, their limit is the sky. You can tame one only when you give them part of your soul. Confinement will lead to the wasting of Dragons and was strictly prohibited in Valyria, he mentally cursed Maegor for starting the Dragonpit construction, they are dragons damn it, not horses.

It said it is best to leave the eggs to their mother for some time but they are to be felt daily, when the warmth increases steadily, they are to be shifted to a chamber lit with fourteen candles, when they hatch they will choose their riders, and after few days they can be shifted back to their mother and father for further care and training, only a dragon can teach a dragon.

Daemon employed a few Dragon keepers just to ensure no one by mistake wanders off near the dragons and becomes their meal and to bring surplus food when the dragons are in no mood to hunt, other everything was done by him or the dragons themselves.

The next moon Daemon visited the eggs feeling their warmth, each time feeling him with a joy previously unknown to him, this fine day he felt the warmth increased drastically compared to the previous day and after conveying to Cannibal and Caraxes he took the eggs in his chamber and lit fourteen candles, he prayed to Aegarax to bestow his blessings on the new dragons, which were like of children to him.

After praying he went to bed, Daemon was always a light sleeper and when crackling sounds were heard, he woke up like a thunderbolt, Caraxes and Cannibal were souring and screeching outside doing their own dance and were joined by Grey Ghost and Sheepstealer, it seemed they were all welcoming the new hatchlings.

Daemon knelt near the cracking eggs, the first one to poke his head was the beautiful red and black dragon, having its neck and tail like Caraxes with Cannibal's horns, " Drogon" the next one the pure black one was the carbon copy of Cannibal " Dread ", paying homage to the black dread balerion, the third red scaly dragon, resembling Caraxes lith body " Fyre " for scales even beautiful and shinier than the brightest fires.

Daemon cooed the dragons, his new little hatchlings, they quickly climbed on him and they moved towards the balcony to meet the elders, the bells were rung for the whole day celebrating the new hatchlings, a feast was held in the Castle and all the adjoining cities, the next two moons the dragonlings were in the King's room taken care by him with daily visits to the Caves until they were huge enough to settle in the Volcanoes, Daemon cried while leaving them and returning, Luthor swore to keep it a secret all while laughing at Daemon's antics, Luthor has accustomed himself according to the culture and livelihood and was given major responsibilities by Daemon along with the trusted council, he could not have imagined a better life.

Daemon took note of the different love stories that were brewing under his nose, Missandei and Grey Worm were coming close, and so were Daario and Luthor. Kinvara was on her own dedicated to her lords and the functioning of the kingdom, who was he to stand between love, he was a preacher of the fourteen flames and in the Old Valyria there were no taboos related to love, one was free to love whoever they want whenever they want in his kingdom, why deprive yourself with one sex when you can have two, though true love was appealing and Daemon longed for it, he couldn't find the right one for himself, for whom his soul would sing, his twin flame, but he was determined one day he will find his missing part , till then he had whores.

Along with the king's various talents and qualities whose bards were sung in the whole of Essos, bards singing how good he was in bed could make the person feel bliss only by hearing the songs.

Daemon was content in his life, he was at peace taking care of his people, of his kingdom, of his dragons, his new hatchlings were growing rapidly and were as ferocious as their fore bringers, he made sure to spend enough time with them, the construction of the city around the castle was almost complete and people from every corner were flooding the city, to get a chance to stay closer to their saviour.

Each city was taken close care of, during his recent visit to Yiti, he was dazed to see that the people have installed his statue in front of the castle, he was overwhelmed, never in his wildest dreams had he thought he could be in the receiving end of such love and devotion, the love and trust of people were the motivation he required to improve and fortify the kingdom more and more.

He didn't forget to send small tokens to Rhaenys roughly after three months each

Things were going smoothly when one day another devastating news arrived from King's Landing, Prince Baelon was dead, due to a burst belly, Baelon the brave died of a burst belly, Daemon was inconsolable for days, and the dragons could feel his sorrow and their cries filled the skies, according to the reports his father became ill on a hunt celebrating his new position of Hand, and after five days he was no more.

At one point Daemon felt was it worth it to leave his family, being away from them in dire grief, not being there to support and love anyone of his blood but when he saw his city, his people mourning with him, his dragons souring the sky freely and grieving with him, he contained his thoughts, maybe that's the will of the Gods he will have everything except his family.

King's Landing

Despair and uncertainty were all over Westeros, it was in fact from the day the Rogue Prince had vanished, whose existence was unknown other than to Maya, Daemon's brothel courtesan and manager of Orphanages.

The Royal family was shattered by Prince Baelon's death and succession was again in jeopardy, despite her differences and enmity with her uncle, Rhaenys too was devastated for Baelon loved her like a child, he was still her beloved uncle.

Viserys seemed to have gone mad with grief, confusion, sadness and whatever feeling that could be named. He was left alone, with none of his immediate blood surrounding him, Aemma his wonderful wife supported him and grieved with him for his father and their lost son.

Vaghar was indomitable, cries filled the skies with the grief of the Queen of the Dragons, the she-dragon circled the skies till Baelon the Brave was put to rest and then flew off to grieve another lost rider in solitude.

Now the king decided to call for the great council, making the Targaryens even more vulnerable.

Daemon

After his father was laid to rest and his ashes put in with all the Targaryen family urns, he visited Dragonstone in midst of the night on Grey Ghost, who had the tremendous talent to go unnoticed.

Daemon's wails were covered by Grey Ghosts and Silverwings roaring, The King of Essos finally said his goodbyes to his grandmother and father and apologised to his mother for not taking care of her beloved husband, after venting himself out he was finally at peace, he departed before dawn and set back to his castle.

Upon arriving he received the news of the great council being held to choose between Viserys and Rhaenys, he was enraged. How can the king stoop so low, putting his own blood on a pedestal and marching them in front of other lords, sowing seeds of further dispute, dividing the house of the dragon more than it already was, how can he forget they are the blood of dragons, their word is law, giving so much power to meagre lords of Westeros to choose between a Prince and Princess will further weaken the realm and destabilise it. For he knew Westeros, it was backwards enough to not bend to women, his beloved cousin who was far more suited for the throne than his weak-willed brother, he loved his brother but that won't make him a good king, politics and sharpness will, those were far things for his beloved brother.

Then came the messenger stating the inevitable, Viserys was now the heir to the Iron throne, having won with twenty-four votes to three of Rhaenys, his precious cousin was again spurned with the moniker " The Queen who never was ", he so wanted to rip every tongue and head for the insults levied upon his cousin, who loved him like her child.

Only time can tell what will become of House Targaryen in westeros.

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Driftmark

Rhaenys was distraught, angry, bitter and destroyed but that was all for her chambers, beyond that she carried a stoic face of indifference and calmness, that of a true Targaryen Princess, A Dragon Queen.

She stated " Men would sooner put the realm to the torch than see a woman ascend the Iron Throne " when her husband Lord Corlys was bickering about her lost right. She so wished her father was alive, Daemon was there to comfort and support her, the last she received from him was Eight Moons before, judging from the treasures she received, she knew her Young Boy was doing fine, living a rich life but that won't make her worry any less, the only letter she received about his well being was after a moon he left every other time there was a present but no letter, she so wanted to know about him, slap him for leaving her, embrace him and tie him to her forever, she unlike the King and Viserys would never stop looking out for Daemon and there was no day she or her children didn't go to their Sacred Cave. Thinking, she shuttered how can the blood of the dragon hold so less importance for the King and viserys, it should be one not divided.

Today was no different, She and Laena made their way towards the Cave, and she was taken out of her thoughts by Laena's excited gasp

" Mother, there's a package "

They both rushed and analysed the package, it was a huge one unlike any other previously received, for a second she drifted to thoughts of how Daemon managed to get them here without coming to anyone's notice, did he come himself or made someone to do it, she was again brought back by Laena's words

" Mother, look "

Rhaenys was taken aback, staring wide eyes, there lay an intricately designed Valyrian steel sword with a handle shaped like a dragons tail and a crown of Valyrian steel, black like the conquer's crown but smaller, delicate and beautiful but most importantly there lay a letter, she quickly opened it, and put it on her chest, it was Daemon's handwriting she could even recognise it in her sleep, finally after years he wrote

Issa dea mandia,

Ao gūrogon se pāletilla se dēmalion, ziry iksos aōhon ondoso paktot se nyke nykeōragon ondoso ziry, yn sadly bona won't mazverdagon nykeā difference.

ȳdra daor ivestragī se opinion hen ōtor jiōragon naejot ao, ao issi nykeā zaldrīzes, īlon ȳdra daor concern jemēla rūsīr se opinion hen ōtor.

Gīmigon bona nyke va moriot konīr jurnegēre hen syt ao se wishing se sȳrje syt ao hae ao issi syt issa, gaomagon daor worry bē issa mandia nyke sȳz, sȳrkta than mirre though nyke miss ao nykeā lot yet ziry iksos daor se jēda syt issa naejot māzigon arlī yn mēre tubis mandia mēre tubis, yn mērī va se kivio ao won't feed issa naejot meleys.

Kesīr iksos nykeā byka token hen issa, nykeā pāletilla se egros fit syt nykeā dāria.

Avy jorrāelan mandia, tepagon issa jorrāelagon se wishes naejot laena, laenor se corlys, nyke miss zirȳ alot.

Aōhon

Daemon

(My dear sister,

You deserve the crown and throne, it is yours by right and I stand by it, but sadly that won't make a difference.

Don't let the opinion of sheep get to you, you are a dragon, we don't concern ourselves with the opinion of sheep.

Know that I'm always there looking out for you and wishing the best for you as you are for me, do not worry about me sister I'm fine, better than ever though I Miss you a lot yet it's not the time for me to come back but one day Sister one day, but only on the promise you won't feed me to Meleys .

Here is a small token from me, a crown and sword fit for a queen you are.

I love you Sister, give my love and wishes to Laena, Laenor and Corlys, I miss them a lot.

Yours

Daemon )

Rhaenys was snivelling tears flowing down without a stop, he was there looking out for her supporting her from the shadows, her small boy, she so wanted a bone-crushing hug from him, to see his innocent face and lilac eyes, she had not birthed him but he was her boy, her first child and will always be, sobbing she and Laena returned to the castle.

She went straight to Corlys to show him the letter and the presents, they might get a clue about where Daemon might be.

" The amount of Valyrian steel he sent, I assume he has found a treasure in Old Valyria itself " Said Corlys examining the sword and crown.

" Don't Corlys, have you not heard what became of Aerea after she escapaded there, My Daemon is fine, I want to find him Corlys do something, I need him back" Said Rhaenys sniffling

" There is a calm in the free cities like any unknown before, the war brewing between them abruptly came to an end and there is a certain level of peace and stability, Do you think Daemon might have something to do with it, " Asked Corlys

"How can I know Corlys, Daemon can do anything he wants, but if he is behind it will the tales not travel," Asked Rhaenys

" I don't know, but we can look into it, send more people to the free cities and further in Essos, where we have not tried before, such calmness in Essos seems suspicious " Said Corlys

" Look into it then, we need to find him " Rhaenys stated.

Dragon's Nest

The feast hoisted in the castle was full of extravagance, it was to celebrate the union of Hand of the King Lorent Luthor and Commander Daario Naharis, The King did not circumvent any expenses for the wedding and reception for his dear friends, all the lords and counsellors were present and so was the smallfolk, it was an event that would go down in histories.

Daario and Lorent couldn't get enough of each other, the love they shared was palpable to everyone in attendance, and they were grateful to their King, who went to great lengths to make the day special for them.

Daemon from the high table viewed everyone in attendance, the grooms were dancing in the centre surrounded by the other lords and commoners when he was approached by Saera.

" Your Grace," Saera addressed while bowing

"It's Nephew for you Aunt, you are family," Said The King

" You are my Nephew by relation sweetling but You will always be my King, the only one worthy to hold the title, Your Highness " Saera stated

" Is there any winning from you Aunt?" Daemon said while rolling his eyes and motioning for a chair to be placed along with his

" What bothers you, Princess, you seem worried"

" Daemom I recently received a letter from Driftmark enquiring about the war that was eluded and any siting of You or Caraxes and from my birds I was informed that such missives were sent in all free cities and Astapor as well, I talked to all the appointed leaders and they received the same letters, we all planned to send different responses to not raise suspicions and look out for spies, I wanted to enquire the next orders before sending the responses," Saera said

" It is still not the time to disclose my whereabouts, Aunt Saera. Increase the surveillance in the cities and other areas, my people are fiercely loyal they won't glitch but we need to keep our eyes and ears open, I give you full charge Aunt do as you deem fit " Said Daemon

The next four years passed smoothly, and the kingdom of Essos was flourishing under the rule of The Dragonlord Daemon Targaryen. Three new hatchlings came from Sheepstealer and Grey Ghost who were named Aegarax, Arrax and Vermax, now the Dragonlord possessed ten dragons fiercely loyal and protective of him like his people. Missandei and Grey worm married a year after Lorent and Daario's wedding, the event was similar in grandiosity for the King loved to celebrate love.

Valyria was being built by Daemon, the temples were restructured and renovated, the buildings that could be salvaged were taken care of, the major portion of ruins was cleaned, and at the end of four years the city had all the temples furnished, fifteen major castles, a hundred estates and a million houses because The King Didn't want to make anyone else the Lord of Valyria and didn't want to leave his castle Dragon's Nest, the city was still unoccupied, In his sweet dreams Daemon thought maybe he could give it to one of his children, he had always wanted a huge family but he was still unable to find his queen, the council was asking him to marry for it was time to further the house of the dragon, but no one appealed him as a life partner, as an equal. Oddly Kinvara was silent about his marriage, which he inferred was because it was still not the time, the one for him is still out there, he just needs a little more patience.

Saera ensured no information regarding the king reached Westeros, except for the gifts he sent to Drifmark.

Intermarriages between the leaders of cities and various lords and ladies led to more cordial relations and peace.

In Westeros, the Old King had died and Viserys Targaryen was the new king of Westeros, he inherited the peaceful reign of his Grandfather.

Until one day he felt the cry of another Dragon, a feeble, sad song and went to look for it.

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Daemon loved flying with all his dragons, they were all extensions of him, he could feel them in his bones, in his whole being. There was a time when he was dragonless. Now he had ten, the first Targaryen in history to have more than one, yet none knew.

Caraxes was his first and most special dragon, there was no Daemon without Caraxes, he was his soul yet he couldn't fly towards Westeros on him, Caraxes was an easily spottable dragon because of his peculiarity and everyone knew his rider, he couldn't be spotted by Velaryon ships or Meleys or Seasmoke, so he took flight on Cannibal, the younger hatchlings stayed back with a grumpy Caraxes, he was accompanied by Grey Ghost, Sheepstealer, Drogon, Fyre, Dread, the five-year-olds were growing rapidly but had serious attachment issues with him, always wanting pets and rides because of his parental attachment with them he couldn't command them to stay back but they were to hide beneath their mother when asked. He thought it will do well once Grey Ghost and Sheepstealer are spotted near Dragonstone assuring the dragon keepers of their presence, he heard the reports of missing these two, viserys rebuked them as they were wild and free to roam unless they do any damage, it still humoured him no one talked about missing Cannibal, his beloved clingy dragon was a menace.

The Dragon's song was becoming clearer as they were soaring through the free cities and flying further and further, they flew over Dragonstone with deafening roars, he made sure he was high above the ground so he couldn't be spotted, seeing Dragonstone, the place he considered home before was with a sting in the tail.

They moved towards the increasing sound of the Song, it was likely coming from an abandoned island between Driftmark and Dragonstone, he saw from high above the absence of any patrolling ships around and landed, there lay his father's mount, Vhagar, the queen of Dragons, lying there without his rider, mellowing ancient sorrow filled runes, tears fell from his eyes reminiscing Baelon the Brave, his father, who was no more in this world, finally united with his Beloved wife, his lovely mother in the Afterlife.

Vhagar rumbled and raised his head letting out a roar, seemingly a cry, maybe recognising him as his deceased rider's son seeing some of his resemblances or the presence of other dragons breaking her solitude, but she allowed him to approach and caress her snout, she was his second dragon ride, how can he ever forget that, but he knew they were not destined to be one after touching the dragon, she was waiting for someone else which was not him, he settled to spend the night on the seemingly large island which could house all his dragons, still Cannibal being Cannibal half laid in the water, Grey Ghost and Sheep stealer, the two mated dragons went to the nearby island and the smaller ones laid surrounding him, all in the protection of the Great Cannibal. Vhagar nudged the small ones in the presence of their protective parent, hence the Sad runes stopped leaving her a little content, sleeping a little far off near the coast facing Driftmark.

Daemon had always been a light sleeper, but sleep evaded him here in Westeros, the fear of being spotted weighed too much when in the hour of the wolf he heard a ship's siren nearby putting him on high alert and extension his dragons, they all came near him, Grey and Stealer were high in the sky as if patrolling it, but the ship turned back hearing Vhagar's roars, then a splash of water was heard, indeed a small one but Daemon gripped Storm tightly not able to anticipate the being or make out anything from Vhagar's roars, he beckoned himself closer to her, in semblance to provide her some comfort but his jaw fell open, colour drained from his already pale skin, eyes blown out, there stood his niece at a distance of few metres with the expressions similar to his, silence ruled for a time.

" Kepus"

Laena whispered

Daemon nodded not able to form words, in the next blink of an eye Laena crashed into him hugging him as if her life depend on it.

Daemon hugged her back with a similar yearning, time passed embedded in each other both of them crying their hearts out.

Laena broke his silence by unleashing her inner dragon, his sweet niece

" How could you Kepus, how could you leave us all behind without informing any of your whereabouts, how could you just vanish, didn't you think about me, about Mother how miserable we all were, " All said with strikes on his chest

He observed his niece, she was so grown from the last time he saw her, his heart warmed at the site of the gemstone necklace adorning her neck, she kept him close to her, and she even wore his sent earnings and rings, looking a true dragon in her red and black dress with blue Velaryon sigil embroidered across her chest, he touched the necklace.

Laena stood still in her movements watching him with tearful eyes

" I never took it off, it made me feel closer to you, please do not leave Kepus, I don't want to live without you, I need you, Mother needs you, Laenor needs you and so does Father, it's not the same without you here, its all glim and sad "
she was crying again, Daemon hugged her close, running soothing circles on her back and caressing her hair.

" Please say something Kepus, where have you been, how have you been"

" My little dragon " was all Daemon murmured before Laena was crying again.

" I was dying to hear it from you Kepus, please don't leave me again Kepus please "

" My sweet niece, my little dragon, Kepus is here, sush, everything will be fine, I'm here right, before I tell you everything someone else is waiting for you, for whom you swam and came here," Daemon said while soothing her hair.

" But I don't want to leave you what if you disappear, Vhagar can wait, I won't let you out of my sight now after eight years of absence "

Daemon's heart warmed with such unbidden love, his sweet little niece was ready to leave the chance to claim a dragon for him, he knew how eagerly she wanted a dragon for herself, still, she choose him, never has anyone gone so far for him, he finally said

" I promise My Dragon I'll not go anywhere I'll wait for you here itself, go claim your birthright "

" No Kepus, I can't lose you again, I can't bear the loss again"

" I swear on you my Niece, I'll be here, Go"

Laena looked sceptical and after much convincing and beckoning moved towards Vhagar who was intently staring at her.

It was a rivetting site, watching his slip of a niece on the mountain of the dragon, soaring in the air, the joy on her face was surreal, like heaven, her beautiful face, sharp cheeks, slender nose and athemyst eyes shone in the sunlight, her beautiful curls flying with her, the joy was contagious, he couldn't take his eyes off her, the reports were true there was no beauty like Laena Velaryon, she was the most beautiful women in Westeros and as Daemon knew in Essos as well, a true valyrian beauty.

Cannibal came closer to him along with the younger dragons, Grey Ghost and Sheepstealer made their way down near him, all sensing his emotions, the turmoil he was facing, and his sweet Niece, his blood was here before him after Eight long years, there was so much of Rhaenys in her, her fire, her beauty, her elegance and her stubbornness. He knew she will not let him leave right away.

He stood still, leaning on Cannibal, all of the dragons playing and purring, his eyes were still fixated on the large dragon on the horizon flying with his niece on top, slowly disappearing in the sky, if not bound by her he would leave the island at once and return to Dragon's Nest but he didn't want to leave, he wanted to be with her again, she was contagious, he closed his eyes further leaning on his dragon falling in a light peaceful slumber.

He was woken up by the shrieks of a dragon as he opened his eyes there stood Rhaenys with Laena, the moment he dreaded the most.

Rhaenys's gaze was fixated on Daemon, the number of dragon eyes on her didn't bother or matter at that moment, Daemon was standing in front of her, her son was here after eight long years.

She took a step forward and so did Daemon, their legs carrying them towards each other, drawn towards their own blood. Their faces passing through different emotions of sadness, longing, relief and peace then Daemon received a tight slap on his cheek.

Daemon's dragons roared behind him, about to move before Daemon raised his hand halting them

Rhaenys pulled him up by his collar shaking him
" You are my boy, my first child, I raised you and loved you like my own still you left me behind in this pit of vipers "

" Why did you leave me behind? " with his she was crying and so was Daemon

Daemon hugged her tightly which was reciprocated with equal love and longing, after their legs gave up they both fell to the ground with Daemon's head in Rhaenys's lap, both still shedding tears.

" I'm sorry Sister, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to abandon you but I was not able to be here, they didn't love me, they didn't want me, they didn't let me come to Driftmark to stay with you, I couldn't bear all of it, I had to get out Sister, I'm so sorry I became selfish " Daemon cried more recalling all the abandonment he faced

" Hush my boy, it's okay, I know what you had to endure but I won't let you be away from me now, I have got you back after eight years, I'm not letting you go now, you are my child and I refuse to be parted from you again," Rhaenys said determined

Daemon got up from her lap sitting in front of her, already feeling the loss of her warm embrace and soothing touch, she was his home, his family

" I have to return Sister, I'm sorry I can't stay, I have a responsibility on my shoulders which can't be forsaken"

" What about me, your Sister who needs you with her, I worried day and night for you, I didn't even know where you were, in what conditions. I tried finding you without skipping a day, Corlys sent people to the free cities but there was no trace of you, it was like you vanished in the air, it was only your gifts that led me to believe you were fine and living a good life but they were not enough, they could not replace you, my boy, they helped me get through times without you, but it's not the same, I need you " Rhaenys said sobbing

Somewhere between Laena had joined them.

They were all crying, Daemon said in a whisper " Sister, please understand, as much as I want to stay, I can't, but I promise to send you letters and come to visit often, even you can visit anytime you deem fit, I will not hide from you anymore, that I promise "

" Daemon you have something to do with the peace in Essos, am I right and how are all these dragons behind you following your orders, where is Caraxes and how are you leaning on Cannibal without him devouring you or the smaller dragons," Rhaenys asked

Daemon was touched, she always thought the best of him unlike other members of his family who always assumed the worst, she deserved the truth, not that he could lie to her

" Sister I'm the King of Essos "

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Rhaenys was shocked by Daemon's reveal. Her young boy was The king of Essos, and she needed time to get to terms with it, how did he achieve all this on his own, she didn't doubt his potential but such a staggering task in mere years, she demanded to know everything.

Daemon laid his head in her lap again and started narrating his entire tale, the brutality of slavery, the meeting with Kinvara, how he claimed Cannibal, Grey ghost and Sheepstealer, Conversion of Slaver's Bay to Dragon's Bay, Becoming the Khal of Dothraki, the visit to Valyria, at this Rhaenys and Laena were stunned no one has come out of the doom alive and here he was laying in her lap telling the tale, The temples, the appearance of the fourteen, bits of what the Gods told him and blessed with in his endeavours and the current beautification of the city, his new castle, the war between the combined cities and Jhogwins, the birth of his new hatchlings and the acquiring of the free cities thus making him the Emperor of Essos.

Rhaenys and Laena were stunned, no one has been to Valyria after the doom has returned unscathed and here was Daemon, he even managed to bring life to Valyria itself, to a dead ancient city he was indeed blessed by the Gods themselves rightly stated by his people he was the Saviour, the true Dragonlord of Valyria, he even managed to claim more than one dragon and hatch new ones on his own, truly the Dragon king.

Rhaenys's gaze held softness and love which was always there when her eyes laid on Daemon, she kissed his forehead beckoned him to sit and engulfed him in a hug, telling him how proud she was of him, about all his achievements and the way he has evolved, not just a king, The King of Kings.

By the time Daemon finished telling about his life for the past eight years it was nearing nightfall.

" Come Daemon, come to Driftmark and spend some more time with me, I know I can't keep you forever now, you are not just my little boy but The King and I can't deprive your Kingdom of your presence but you can spare some days for your sister, Laenor and Corlys will be ecstatic to meet you "

" Mandia " Daemon sighed

Rhaenys shook her head but Laena spoke first
" We are not taking no for an answer Kepus, you have to come with us, as I said earlier I won't let you go away now after Eight long years, NO"

" My Girl, please understand as much as I long for your company and want to be surrounded by my family, I can't... people will recognise me and I'm still not ready to come to any terms with Viserys, you know spies exist everywhere in Westeros "

Laena resisted and was about to protest when she was interrupted by a frowning Rhaenys
" I understand what you are saying sweet boy but I'm still not ready to part with you and we can't stay here for long, when the night falls Corlys will send ships to search for us and Laenor will come as well it can risk your secrecy"

" But Mother Driftmark is ours and everybody there is loyal to us, don't send Uncle Daemon right away " Laena pleaded

" That is the last thing I want to do Laena, which mother would like to send her child away again " Rhaenys said with glassy eyes

"What if we stay together for a while in Essos, surely you can fly there and Corlys can accompany any one of you " Daemon said almost pleading

" If you fly there the risk of anyone spotting me will be eliminated, everyone there is loyal to me they will die before betraying me, please. I would love to have you all there, to show you around, after all, If anything untoward happens with me you will be my successor, Mandia " Daemon stated

Rhaenys jaw hung open and after a minute of silence and processing the things Daemon said she sprung on him and held him tightly.

" I don't have words Daemon, you bestowed me with the greatest honour of my life, nor that I would let anything happen to you but really thank you "

" No one deserves it more than you Mandia, you are my closest kin, my biggest supporter who else would I choose "

" Laena my darling niece, Kepus is very proud of you, you deserve the Queen of dragons as your mount, never let your inner fire burn out, you are the blood of the dragon and it runs thick, take care of your mother and yourself "

Daemon said to Laena touching her cheek and giving her a peck on the temple

" I'll see you all at Dragon's Nest soon I hope, all the necessary maps would be sent soon Mandia " Said Daemon getting up and helping the two ladies up

" We still don't want you to leave but knowing we'll see you soon makes it a little easier " Said Laena

The three of them shared a long hug and then with teary eyes Daemon retreated and went to Cannibal mounting it, taking a promise of seeing them soon in his heart, he with all his dragons flew off.

Rhaenys and Laena stood there for some time, reminiscing everything clinging to each other for dear life.

" Come daughter, before your father goes on a rampage let's get back to Driftmark "

They both flew to Driftmark where they were met with a distressed Corlys and a spiralling Laenor, both of them had proud faces when they saw Laena getting down of Vhagar, they soon went back to the family solar where Laena and Rhaenys dictated how they met Daemon and everything he told them.

After several gasps Corlys said

" That bastard, I told you he has something to do with what is going on in Essos, he was always meant for something great, I knew it "

Laenor just sat there with an amazed look before saying

"It's unfair you both met Kepus Daemon, what about me and Father does he not love us "

Rhaenys chucked

" Sweet boy he loves you as he loves us and you will meet him soon, we are all going to Dragons Nest, Uncle Daemon's Castle. "

Laenor jumped with joy and hugged his Mother

" Corlys will that be fine, we all will travel on Dragonback, Meleys will love to have you, " Rhaenys asked

"Of course my Love, I'm so eager to meet Daemon I would even travel on your dragon for that, " Corlys said grinning with all teeth

Rhaenys swatted his chest giving a chaste kiss before saying

" Daemon will send the necessary directions once he is there and then we will depart "

Laena and Laenor were dancing before they were ushered to bed by their mother.

A moon later the missive containing the map and directions was delivered by a raven directly into the Lord's chamber and within a fortnight the dragons departed from Driftmark leaving Vaemond in charge of Driftmark till Corlys comes back, as per everyone they were going to visit the free cities for some recreation and forming new alliances.

As per Daemon's directions, it will take them fifteen days to reach Dragons Nest ensuring proper rest in between flights, their first destination was Lys, Corlys being the most travelled one of the four could figure out the drastic difference the city had undergone under Daemon's rule, there were no slaves, there were servants but they were all working on their free will not any obligations, they were grandly welcomed in the palace and a feast was hoisted in their honour by the King. Cows were prepared for the dragons as well and so was a two-day rest and the tour of the beautiful city, which was the most delightful part for they were able to see how much people loved their king, the breaker of their chains.

The next stop was Volantis, where Princess Saera and her family welcomed her eldest Niece and her family with extravagance, a twenty-course meal, and chocolate fountains everything radiated royalty, Saera was happy to fill the details left by Daemon, becoming the greatest Khal and coming out unscathed by fire, The Unburnt, the next day they saw the statue constructed by the people in front of the temple behind the black walls, a figurine a Daemon with his four dragons preached upon him, beautifully structured face, detailed brows and eyes, his sword and dagger on his hip, emblem of dragons on his chest, dragons embracing him appearing to be part of his body standing thirty feet tall, even Corlys sniffled seeing all this.

Next, they reached Astapor, the place where Daemon's journey had begun, the Blessed City, when their dragons flew above the city they were met with the loudest cheers and applause before making a landing, everything was so overwhelming, they were taken to the palace for meals and rest before the tour of the city, the most remarkable of the things were the healing centres and home cares, the standards that were maintained there were otherworldly, the beautiful temple of the fourteen flames, the True Gods, the security of the city, the gates, the watch towers, the undying loyalty and devotion of the people for their King, their saviour was inspiring.

Now was the time to meet Daemon, they headed to Dragons Nest Castle.

They were met with a majestic and gigantic black-red stone castle amidst three volcanoes, the city surrounding the castle was the largest to exist in the known world, Corlys while sticking to his wife for dear life was dumbstruck seeing it from the sky, its span, endless gardens, towers touching the sky, it radiated grandiosity.

Their attention was withdrawn from the ground by the large red serpentine Dragon flying with his rider, Caraxes .... Rhaenys was filled with emotions seeing the dragon she held so many memories with but this was not the grumpy Caraxes, he was astonishingly different now, Balerions size seemed subpar in front of Caraxes, his striking whistle gave the impression of happiness, what blew her mind was no Dragon of Daemon had a saddle, he flew bareback, true was the saying Targaryens were greatness and madness in equal parts and this boy was the truest example of that.

They followed Caraxes and landed on the Volacoes, similar to the Dragonmount of Dragonstone but larger, Daemon was already down standing there in all his glory surrounded by Dragons dwarfing everything around them, Rhaenys and Corlys were the first to land closely followed by Laenor and Laena, their dragons too seemed to enjoy this side more, Laenor was the first one running towards his uncle and met him halfway with an equally enthusiastic Daemon.

They embraced tightly before Corlys grabbed Daemon from his Son

" You obnoxious man, firstly you go away without giving us any leeway and then diverted every person I sent here to look for you, it's not fair you know, " Corlys said holding Daemon by his arms and hitting him on his chest and then giving him a bone-crushing hug.

" As much as I want to beat the shit out of you for making me and my dear wife suffer for so long, but how can I stay annoyed with my child after getting to see him after what feels like an eternity and we can't spoil your beautiful face right "

Daemon laughed before saying
" I'm at your mercy, My Lord"

They were all laughing when Laenor interrupted
"It's not nice Kepus you left after meeting Mother and Laena, I was left behind, she teased me endlessly that you love her more than me, you left us "

" Oh, my sweet boy, I love you as much as I love your sister but I couldn't come to Driftmark to meet you and so as you know Kepus is extremely proud of you, I know how you have excelled in archery and sword fighting as well as your studies, I have always been there for you and looking out for you from the shadows, I would never leave you or your sister "

Laena and Laenor both hugged their uncle,

Rhaenys then said " What about me? "

Daemon smiled before moving closer to her " Mandia, you know you are my favourite person ever "
Both the cousins embraced, Rhaenys kissed his temple before parting

Daemon beckoned the four towards the castle, a little away awaited a wheelhouse, large enough to house all of them together, black ironwood with intricate dragon patterns, pulled by nine war-horses, the ride to the castle was joyous, Rhaenys felt at peace, with everyone she loved was here talking and laughing with each other, her heart felt full.

The carriage halted and was opened from the outside, Daemon was the first to get and immediately the four of them were startled hearing a loud thud, Rhaenys was pulled out of it by Daemon's hand which she gladly accepted and exited the carriage followed by Corlys, Laena and Laenor.

The thud sound was from the kneeling of the people near the castle and the guards stationed outside, Daemon beckoned everyone to stand by waving his hand and led them towards the castle, The Castle was unlike any other seen, awe-inspiring and breathtaking, even larger than the Red Keep and Harrenhall, majestic, one straight from the fallen kingdom of Valyria but still fresh with a new dimension.

They were greeted by Daemon's counsel, Rhaenys and Corlys recognised Luthor immediately, and the Hand of King Daemon and the others were introduced, Daario Naharis, the commander of Second Sons, The Spymaster and husband of the Hand, this particular detail had Laenor let out a gasp which didn't do unnoticed by Rhaenys and Daemon, Grey worm, commander of the armies, Missandei, the wise and wife of Grey worm, Kinvara the Red priestess, Drogo, Reeko, Bharbo and Mago, the Dothraki generals and by a mere look at the four one can say the saying < A fool will meet the Dothraki in an open field > was quite apt.

After all the courtesies and introductions Daemon led them to the Royal Altar, where they all knelt and thanked the fourteen for everything, next they visited the throne room, it was marvellous, a huge Valyrian steel throne with Dragons everywhere, it screamed Targaryens and Valyria, Daemon next led them to their chambers which were a corridor down his chambers.

The next day a feast was organised in honour of the esteemed family of the King in the throne room, everyone from the day before and other counsellors from the free cities, Dragons Bay, Lords of Yiti and Leng, The Goodfathers and Jhogwins were present with a lot more Dothraki and common people were present, it was filled with people but still breathable moreover everyone spluttered happiness adding even a more beautiful layer to the already beautiful place.

Daemon sat on the throne and before it was laid the high table when the Velaryons were led to the main door of the room.

The guards stood post and the girl Missandei spoke as they were to enter
" Princess Rhaenys of House Targaryen and Velaryon, The King's elder sister

Lord Corlys of House Velaryon, the sea snake, Lord of Driftmark

Their Children The Lady Laena and Lord Laenor of House Targaryen and Velaryon "

They were to enter when Missandei spoke again
" King Daemon of House Targaryen, First of his Name, The King of kings, The Conqueror of Essos, The Breaker of Chains, The One who brought Dawn, The Saviour, The Stallion who mounts the world, The Unburnt, The Dragonlord "

With that Daemon rose and spoke

" I thank you all my dear friends and people for enduring this journey for me and being a part of this celebration held in honour of my family "

Daemon got down the stairs of the throne and with that everyone present knelt, and it was due to respect and adoration not obligation, it was a natural movement, not something forced with power

Daemon stood in front of Rhaenys and Rhaenys gasped

He knelt in front of her
" Princess Rhaenys My Elder Sister, My Mandia, it is because of her faith in me I'm here where I am, She is my closest kin, she raised me and loved me and taught me like her own child, She is the blessing I was bestowed by the fourteen"

With that Rhaenys made him stand on his feet and engulfed him in a hug and joining their foreheads whispering gratitude with tears falling from her eyes

Daemon next moved in front of Corlys, he was held by his shoulders before he could kneel and brought in for a hug

" Lord Corlys, My Good Brother who is more of a father to me than my own ever was, My Mentor and confidant "

Corlys too was crying and held on to Rhaenys

Daemon moved to his niece and nephew
" My sweet little dragons, my niece and nephew who always cherished me and loved me despite everything, their births brought me joy like no other "
They both spring on their uncle.

Daemon led them to the high table and started the feast
Delicacies from the whole world were served before them, the finest of meats and wines, the endless desserts. Shortly people started dancing, men with women, men and men and woman and woman, there was no limit to affections, Laenor had a certain longing in his eyes that even Corlys could not ignore.

Rhaenys from her seat beside Daemon asked him
" No dance partner for my valonqar, no one caught your eye in a place filled with an ethereal beauty, the whole Essos "

Daemon shook his head
"Mandia there were people to fuck but no one could go to my heart, no one made my heart skip a beat because the one was not in Essos"

" What do you mean my Boy," asked Rhaenys confused

" Someone caught my heart, Mandia "

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"That's delightful Valonqar, who is the lucky girl," Asked Rhaenys excitedly

" Mandia, I would like to ask your and Corlys's permission to court Laena," Asked Daemon with a pleading face and nervousness in his tone

" Oh my Baby boy this is terrific news, you have my blessing as always and don't be nervous I'm pretty sure Laena is more love-struck than you she can't talk about anything other than her Dashing Kepus " Rhaenys said amused and went on to hug Daemon

" Thank you, Mandia," Daemon said shyly

But gained composure and asked with a little fear in his voice
" What about Corlys? "

" What else would be better for our daughter other than our eldest my boy, obviously you have my blessing and permission to court Laena," Said Corlys getting up from his seat and moving behind the brother and sister patting them on their shoulders

" You were eavesdropping Husband, Not a good thing," Rhaenys said mischievously

" Couldn't help it Wife " Corlys laughed

" I would never let any harm befall her and make her the happiest person on Earth, she will be the queen of my heart for she agrees to be my wife, I would love her with all my being and soul," Daemon said holding each of Rhaneys and Corlys's hand pleading his case

" We know Daemon, we know you will rather die than let any harm her way, we have no doubts" Corlys said

" Now go talk to her, she is stealing glances your way " Rhaenys said beckoning him to stand

Daemon got up leaving the amused parents behind and walked towards Laena who was dancing with Lorent, though he knew Lorent still he could not help the jealousy burning within him to see his niece dancing with anyone other than him

" My Darling Neice would you honour me with a dance," Said Daemon offering his hand

" Pleasure's all mine Kepus," said Laena with red-tinted cheeks and a smile reaching her eyes

" Your Grace" Lorent bowed and left

" I don't see your Queen Uncle, have you hidden her somewhere," Asked Laena with a hint of jealousy

" Unfortunately Niece as you must have collected by now I don't have one" Daemon was amused by the bluntness of his little dragon, one thing he loved about her, was her level-headedness and willingness to take everything she wanted, a true dragon

" Oh I see," Laena said with a hint of relief in her voice

The last moon Laena's mind was plagued by the thoughts of her Uncle, his Godly features, the slight dimple in his left cheek, how she wrapped her arms around his neck and his large hands wrapped around her, she was a slip in front of his chiselled beautiful body but they did fit together perfectly in a way she never felt before, there was a feeling from that day that took birth within her and was on an exponential rise, he was home which she had not felt before, which she didn't even know she needed but that was who he was, she would tell him, whisper that’s what you are, she was made to be a priestess at his altar, longing to praise and worship.

Fear accompanied these feelings, what if someone was there for his uncle in Essos, he didn't mention anyone explicitly but they didn't even ask and that nagging feeling still existed until they arrived here, she was fearful to meet someone accompanying her Uncle but none was there but still the itch wouldn't subside until she asked him outrightly sure she must have sounded a little blunt but she couldn't help it, she needed to know to nourish and cultivate her feelings, to drown in them.

" My Little Dragon, did I suspect a hint of jealousy" Daemon decided to tease

Laena chucked trying to hide her embarrassment
" No Kepus, I thought if one existed I'll like to meet my Aunt and see who won the heart of The Rogue Prince of Westeros and Conqueror of Essos"

Daemon lifted her for a spin and landed her on his feet not letting her touch the ground
" None could see through my heart My Sweet Niece, but I ought to remedy it now"

Laena astonished stared into Daemon's eyes Lilac meeting Amethyst, a feeling of joy and fear evident on her face but her eyes held a spark and a longing

" My little Dragon, My beautiful niece will you make me the luckiest man alive by giving me the nod to court you" Daemon's eyes held hope, fear and never-ending love and devotion

Laena was dumbstruck this was all she wanted in life, from the day she knew what love was, what is to love someone she had loved her Kepus like no other, his disappearance was a hindrance but not to her love, seeing him after Eight years increased those suppressed feelings by a million times, Laena threw her arms around Daemon hugging him tightly

" A thousand times Yes Kepus, you are my dream, my Knight in shining armour, the man of my dreams, I will spend my life worshipping and loving you Kepus " Laena said with her voice breaking still embracing Daemon

" You are the one for whom temples should be constructed my sweet Dragon, for you are the most beautiful and wonderful young lady with a spine of steel, the rider of Vhagar, you are the epitome of Valyrian beauty and boldness my love," Daemon said touching their foreheads together

Now they were both shedding tears still in the warm embrace of each other when loud applause startled them, everyone stood forming a circle around them keenly observing their king with his niece merrily dancing with a spark on his face that was unseen before.

Laena's cheeks turned bright red and she buried herself in Daemon's chest, Daemon was smiling ear to ear, and the unsettling feeling inside him was at rest, he got someone who would ground him and love him, he had Rhaenys, Corlys and Laenor around with his gorgeous future wife, he was finally surrounded by family.

Daemon raised his hand to silence the applause
" Lady Laena of House Targaryen and Velaryon, your future Queen"

The cheering and whistling knew no bounds, The Dragon King was to have his Queen, that too a Dragon Queen.

Daemon and Laena were lost In the sea of each other, drowning and drowning, never wanting any escape

Laenor unaware of the talks that transfixed his parents and uncle was the most shocked person, though he knew about his sister's feelings, a betrothal and marriage were quick, he quickly went towards the lost couple and hugged them tightly bringing them out of their oblivion

" I'm so happy for you both, you are made for each other, like twin flames, Kepus take care of Laena, never let her shed a tear"

" What if the tears are of happiness littlest Dragon" Daemon chuckled

" Kepussss" Laenor punched Daemon in the shoulder.

" I would carve myself out nephew before harm comes her way" Daemon said looking deep into Laena's eyes and kissing her temple

Corlys and Rhaenys joined the three

" So my only Daughter is going to marry now, to my runaway Son, is this what you want daughter? ," Rhaenys asked holding Laena's hands

" Yes Mother," Laena said sheepishly

" What else than a promising future filled with love and security for my beautiful daughter, you both will complete each other like me and my wife, Right Rhaenys?" Corlys said patting Daemon on the shoulder and keeping his hand on Laena's head.

All five went back to the high table to resume the feast and dancing, Daemon and Laena sat side by side joining their hands, intense gazes and lingering touches that didn't go unnoticed.

Everyone retired to their chambers, Daemon escorted Laena to her chambers,

" My Queen," Daemon said and placed a kiss on Laena's forehead and bowed

" My King," Laena said and crushed in Daemon's chest

" Kepus, thank you"

"Shh, little dragon" Daemon said placing his finger on her lips

" You took my breath away the day you were born, so precious, so lively, a lovely girl for whom I would lay the world down, again you took my breath away when I saw you after Eight long year's but for different reasons, you have grown to be so beautiful, your fire burning hot inside you igniting my own, the bards singing about your beauty couldn't do justice, my dear for you are a Goddess on this land of mortals"

A sole tear left Laena's eye, she was to have a life full of love, the future stood bright

" Kepus I have loved you from eternity, my whole life, I could not imagine it without you, the day you left I was shattered but your gifts kept me going, knowing one day I'll see you again and that would be the best day of my life and indeed it was, from the time I saw you my life has taken such a beautiful turn I fear I myself will cast an evil eye, Avy jorrāelan"

Daemon too had glassy eyes hearing the declaration of love from his niece
" Avy jorrāelan"

" Now little Dragon, go to bed tomorrow I will take you to meet the dragons and your people, would you like that"

" Yes Kepus, please stay with me"

" I'm sorry Darling, I want to do the right thing for you and I took permission to court you from your parents, I won't dishonour it, courting doesn't include sharing the same chambers," Daemon said

" Kepus, I want you to be with me"

" Soon you would be my Queen, till then have some patience little dragon" Daemon said cupping her face

" How long Kepus, I was deprived of your presence for Eight years, now again," Laena said pouting

" Six months more my Queen, then I won't let you get away from my sight even for a second.

" Now let me go "

" Fine Kepus, have a good night "

" You too My dragon "

Daemon left thinking about what the future held for him, he was to start a family with his Niece, he had his family around, the kingdom was flourishing and the people were happy, he idly walked to his chambers unaware of the dangers that were lurking in the corner.