"Why you must make me bleed my love" said Daemon
"For it bring me nothing but joy" Replied Aelana
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When Aegon I conquered the Westeros with his sisters while riding on dragon's back, many people laid down arms. Some in defeat and some in deat...
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"ARE THEY MINE" Daemon yelled in her face, feeling as if due to anger his heart will bleed, but Aelana strained her eyes to look at his fist and then back at him. "ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY. GET OFF ME"
She couldn't believe that this was happening, not the traitor asking her for answer, she owe him nothing, aelana owe daemon nothing, not even his own children.
But daemon ignored her, his messy hairs getting into his eyes, he dangerously moved his head down a little, their nose touching eachother and heavy breath engulfing them. He yelled again, this time his grip on her neck tightening, "ARE THEY MINE AELANA"
But Aelana didnt back down, she wasn't the one to get afraid and back down, not from a traitor. One mind link and cannibal will burn daemon to the ground. Instead she gulped rather harshly, his fist around her throat making it hard to breath and yelled back. "GET THE FUCK OFF ME YOU TRAITOR. YOU ARE HURTING ME"
He really was hurting her, his grip on her neck left her unable to breath and tears leaked from her eyes, tears from suffocation. Daemon saw it and he was horrified at himself.
Controlling himself, he immediately took his hand of her neck, he was still sitting on top of her so before it could get awkward he get off her. Aelana immediately sat up from the ground, her clothes filled with annoying sand, putting her hand on her heart she took a huge breath in, filling her lungs.
She couldn't believe daemon just tried to choke her and not in a good way. Turning her head she glared at the man who was already looking at her and before he could say anything, Aelana raised her hand and slapped him straight in his face.
"That was for choking me" she seethed out loud, his eyes red and so was her neck, with his finger prints on it. She wont punish him for leaving her no for she wont ever forgive him and he would dread it until the end of his days.
Aelana stood up hurriedly, before she lost her control and stomp on his penis, securing her dress, she turned around from daemon and started to walk away. she owed no one any answers or explanation. She had only taken a half step when her wrist was taken by a man who was sitting on the sand, stopping her.
