Book One Of the Daphne Stark Storyline*
Book One Of Fire & Ice
* The House Of The Dragon
In which The king of the iron throne chose his own niece for his brother desperately trying to persuade him from marrying into the throne or even shedding blo...
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As if we were fast forwarding though the night I was alone in my chamber Aemma had died as did the new baby Prince I wished to comfort the king and Rhea but my heart could not carry for us three it would barely hold for me as it was, I had lost so many and so much in such little time having had them in the first place, despite how much I loved Kings Landing and called it home, it wasn't I was not meant for this kingdom I know that now I had a grand feeling of greatness and love growing from our home within and I was wrong, badly wrong, terrifically wrong.
Humiliating
The king should've made a better choice. She should've lived.
Aemma should have lived, really truly happily lived instead haven to give her life to a unkind god an a sexist bitter king.
I felt my grip tighten around the railing on my balcony and felt myself wanting to leave my heart hurt, for Aemma. Sometimes I fear this is what my life is to become either another one of deaths victims or a victim to everyone around me
Death is something that doesn't happen to you, it happens to everyone around you
I heard a knock on my door "princess? Daph?" it was Rhea I whipped my face with a nearby cloth and breathed before opening the door for her
Don't cry. Do , not, cry.
She grabbed a hold of just above my waist and held me close to her sobbing
I moved us closer to my bed and comforted her till she slept soon after a dragon could be heard from my balcony I instinctively shushed and cursed the rider as I glanced at my window
"Daemon" I uttered moving out of my bed still in my dress from earlier
"It truly is a shame I didn't get to dance with you tonight" he smirked as I looked to the side
"I don't feel like dancing right now" I stated still looking away
His hand gripped mine as he came off his dragon "what do you feel like doing?" He asked I looked at him Then his lips for a second then back up at him I could see the lust in his eyes
The hunger.
He wanted to feast on me, but why?
"Are you the reason everyone is keeping something from me?" I asked he blinked
"I'm sorry princess to what do you mean?" He asked
"Ever since I got here there's been whispers in the corridors, stares gods even glares from people I have never met not to mention the fact the king has had me and Rhea attached at the hip and also-" I let out a breath "She died daemon" I said as I sat down on my floor leaning against the wall that opened up into the open balcony
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