Targaryen's reborn[1]

Who wants a prince when you can have a monster.

The following episode has a scene of smut. If you are uncomfortable with that kind of thing, please skip this chapter. Reader discretion is advice.

Olena Tyrell has seen her fair share male in her lifetime. But the man standing in front of her is well. The best way she could describe him is a God in human form. Then again, Targaryen was always like that.

" So what brings a dead person to my doorsteps? Olenna Tyrell said as she admired the man in front of her.

Daemon laughed, amused by the woman. " You have spirit if you had the raw fire I love in my women. I would have bent you over this table and ravage you until the only thought in your head Is my cock" he said arrogantly.

Olenna couldn't help but laugh fully. " If only the men in westeros had a fraction of your confidence.

" The reason why that I am here is rather simple, but telling you will be difficult, so I would rather show you . Daemon opened his palm for her. Olenna hesitant at first, but she gave him her hand. Dread, confused, fear, and then anger.

She drank the entire alcohol in her cup.

" What the hell did I see? She was still shaking, but she was still rather calm.

Daemon was rather impressed with her. " What about to happen to this land.

" Let's say I believe you. Why would you go out of your way to show me this? How does it benefit you by showing me this? Or should I say how my family fit in whatever plan that you seem to have. Olenna inquired as she wanted to know Daemon true intentions .

" You continue to impress. Your family has value. That why I am telling you. I know you want to make Margaery Tyrell queen, but how about duchess. Try as you might, you know Renly wouldn't win this war. You have good instincts. Daemon rarely praises people, but Olenna seems to impress.

" Tempting, but if I am going give up making my granddaughter queen of the seven kingdoms, then you need to sweeten the pot. Olenna tried to negotiate with him.

Daemon chuckled lightly. " My dragonflame told me you were not an easy woman to please. I thought she was joking.  Lucky for you, she gave me this to give you. Damon handed her a parchment with a dragon seal on it.

Olenna opened the letter and started reading. She laughed to herself silly.

" clever woman making me Archduchess and marrying one Margaery to her brother and taking Willas for her own. And making me mistress of coin and Agricultural how very kind and shrewd of your Empress.  Olenna couldn't help but be amazed and impressed.

" Very well, you have convinced me where do we sign? She asked Daemon.

He pulled out other parchment, and they both signed in blood as that was the only way Daemon would allow anyone with Hightower blood to get within anywhere near them.

After signing the treaty, Daemon stood up to get ready to leave, but Olenna stopped him by asking a question.

" Can I ask you a question? She asked

" Didn't you already do that? Daemon replied with sass.

" fun, but kind of woman is your Empress. She asked with genuine interest .

Daemon chuckled lightly. " There are so many ways to describe her, but if I have to put it in words, she is an Emperor in an Empress body .

" Most men find it insulting and beneath to bow to a powerful woman, so why do you? She still asked

Daemon laughed darkly. " Most men are fools, and I am neither most men. And I don't bow to anyone except Daenerys Stormborn Targaryen.

" she sounds like quite a woman can't wait to meet her. Olenna's interest was official peaked.