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✦✧ PART TWO ✧✦
⤷ SIXTEEN; defiled to disinherit ⤶
RETURNING TO HER CHAMBERS when day fell, the princess bid her loyal guard a goodnight before closing her door. Only when she took a few steps into her chamber did she notice the dirty bag hanging to one of her many chairs.
Picking it up, holding it as if it were a disease with the tip of her fingers before dumping it onto the table to reveal a dirty lowborn outfit and a map. Opening it to see that it was a map of the red keep, of Maegor's hidden passageways.
Looking at her wall panels before pushing a piece of furniture away, and lo and behold. The passageway was revealed.
"Dany give me strength." Rhaenyra said breathlessly as she looked into the dark passageway. "Fuck it."
To change into such filth was a horrid experience for Rhaenyra, her quiet complaints heard by no one. Following the passage quickly only to find Daemon leaning against the wall in a similar attire.
Ignoring her look of confusion as he grasps her wrist leading her down the many steps. "Where in seven hells are you taking me?" She asks as they finally leave the dark passageway into the lively streets.
Looking quiet baffled at the scenes in front of her, after all she had never been out after dark especially in her dangerous capital at least not without many guards by her side. Only Dany held enough courage to do such a thing.
Watching in absolute awe as she watched the lowborn make the bests of their lives, not seeming to care for her at all. She was no one in that moment.
"Fuck off, Boy." A drunken harshly spat at her as he shoved her, knocking her out of her daze.
"He called me boy." She laughed happily as she followed Daemon through flee bottom. "Do you wish to your death, child?" A blind and false witch croaked out at them but with his eyes rolling, daemon pulled her away.
It was not long before the two Targaryens came to a stop in a crowd full of rowdy people, all to watch a play. One about her life. "And now we come to the matter of the great chair.. and whose bum might bear it. Our good King... names his daughter, his heir. The Wrong Daughter."
Deep anger began to build in Rhaenyra as she watched the dirt ridden people play out her life. "But then to him, a babe is born." The actors dramatically reenact the birth of her beastly half brother. "A son!" The speaker declared. "To which heir might the chair bear? Who will it be? The brother? The back up daughter? Or will it be the oblivious princeling?"
The speaker then looks out to the crowd with a shit eating girl "Or will it be her. The Realms Healer." Behind him was a beautifully painted picture of her sister. "The daughter we all know should have been chosen. The one who has helped us more than any ruler before."
The cheers were almost deafening and although it gave Rhaenyra great pride to see them love her sister so much, for them to speak of her like this was punishable.
Daemon smirked slyly at her as she frowned in realisation that these slanders were against her. "Rhaenyra... once the realms delight now the realms nuisance. A girl so young and slight ... so oblivious to her peoples struggles unlike her beautiful sister. Would she make a powerful queen or will she continue as she has. Hiding behind her sister, doing nothing for us. A feeble queen?"
"Feeble!" The chants made Rhaenyra's heart and face drop in disbelief. Is this how they saw her? "Though Aegon. The babe Prince, might long for a claim, for he has three things Rhaenyra cannot hold; a conquerors name... a cock and the fondness a sister can only have for a brother!"
"Lies, Slander! Boo!" Her voice interrupted but was quickly overshadowed by the screaming crowd. If anything she cared not for their opinions on her given birthright but to claim Dany cared for Aegon more than her. It was preposterous and false.
"Jest if you must, but many small folk are likely to believe that, as a male, Aegon should be Heir seeing as your sister denied it." Daemon stated as he lead her far from the riled up crowd.
Scoffing at his words as she followed him "Their wants are of no consequence for me, their future queen." Her statement made Daemon narrow his pretty eyes at her arrogance before he laughed. Listening to the crowd that cheered in the distance for her sister.
"They are of the greatest consequence especially if you expect them to follow you once the time comes." His tone turned snarky as he stared down into her eyes. "Dany knew that. Even before my disinheritance, she fixed up more than half of the city."
"She did?" Humming a yes, Daemon watched as she picked at some vendors food that he was selling. "Four coppers, street rat." The vender yelled.
"In King's Landing, we actually have to pay for our pleasures." Daemon reminded her watching as she threw a piece of food at the vender before running away in a panic .
"Hey! Stop! Boy!" Yelled the vender who looked hesitant to run after her "Wait, I will find him" Daemon faked a concern look as he headed off in Rhaenyra's direction.
Out of breath and seemingly feeling very alive, she ran until she collided with a knight. "And who might you be running from, now?"
Gaping in shock as she stared into the bewildered knights brown eyes "Ser Harwin."
"Princess."
"Please don't." She begged him as she saw Daemon coming up behind them. "You take care, boy. Next time, you might not be so lucky." And this was why the sisters favoured the beautiful man.
"Enjoy that small taste of fun, did you?" Daemon questioned staring down at her with a small smile. "Who knows when i will next taste freedom." Rhaenyra shrugged with a smirk.
━━━ IT TOOK THE TWO TARGARYENS some time to arrive at their next destination, her nonstop questioning almost sending daemon into a murderous rage.
Walking inside the building Rhaenyra questioned him once again making him rip the hat off of her head, her targaryen hair on show to everyone. "What is this place?"
"It's where people come to take what they want." Daemon told her, walking further into the pleasure house. People openly taking pleasure with each other, moans echoing the rooms. "Fucking is a pleasure, you see. For the women as it is the man."
Wide-eyed as she watched two men falling into their lust not caring for anyone watching. "but a marriage is a duty...I am a princess. It is not that easy."
"Being a royal doesn't stop us from doing what we want. From fucking who we want." Daemon gently spoke, his lips meeting rhaenyra's who quickly pushed him away in shock. "Even from loving those who we want."
"Whatever you mean uncle but Dany loves me." Laughing at her face that began to grow red. "When did I say anything about Dany?"
A look of relation swept of Rhaenyra's face as she pushed him into the wall roughly. "And what of you uncle? You think she could ever love you as she loves me?" Snickering as he fell silent, glaring into her eyes.
"She may love you niece but she will never be in love with you." He said leaning down closer to her face, getting a good look at her tearing eyes.
"Perhaps." Rhaenyra whispered slowly allowing a smile to fall on her lips. "But know that she will always choose me."
"Will she?" He said trailing a finger down her arm seductively. "For now pleasure could over overtake us." Rolling her eyes at his desperate attempt before storming off, throwing her hat on her head.
Knowing that it was dire for her to return home without anyone seeing her, she rushed home. Once she got to her door Cristin looked at her in surprise then at her chamber door, after all she was suppose to be fast asleep.
Instead she was dressed in a stable boys outfit with a saddened face. "Princess? Princess, are you hurt?" Cristin asked in a concerned tone. "I should alert the Lord Commander."
"No." Rhaenyra grabbed his helmet urging him into her room. In her anger and frustration, using her station over him slowly they fell into a lustful haze. Moaning in pleasure. A name leaving both of their mouths.
Unbeknownst to Rhaenyra she wasn't as secretive as she thought.
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Where Rhaenyra and Cristin acted as if nothing happened, her father had summoned his brother to the throne room the next morn. Though Queen Alicent quickly requested her presence shortly after.
Daemon was dragged into the room "Get your fucking hands off me." He demanded but was roughly shoved to the ground. Sitting up when he heard the doors opening with such force.
King Viserys rushed to his brother kicking his side harshly "MY FUCKING DAUGHTER!" Daemon groaned in pain as he was forced back down. "Won't you even deny it?" Viserys questioned angrily.
"I need to understand the charge before I can attempt to discredit it, brother." He groaned out his words. Narrowing his eyes, Viserys gave Damon another swift kick to the stomach "You fucking defiled her."
"And still, you say nothing."
Hurt visible in the kings eyes when he watched his brother roll his eyes in response. "Oh, what does it matter, brother? When we were Rhaenyra's age, we fucked our way through most of the brothels on the Street of Silk."
Coldly staring at daemon "We were young men. She is just a girl. Your niece!"
"Rhaenyra's a women grown. Better her first experience be with me than some whore or old lord." He countered back.
"You fucking..." He kicks daemon down again "You have ruined her! What lord will wed her now? In such a condition?"
Scoffing in disbelief as he stares up at his King brother "Who gives a fuck what some low life lord thinks? You are the dragon. Your word is truth and law."
"I have spent my entire life defending you and your behaviour. But your heart is blacker than I truly thought. I should disinherit her as I already did you and be done with it." He watched as his brother smirked at the thought of Rhaenyra's disinheritance.
"When I offered up my crown you said I could have anything." Staring into his brothers purple eyes "I want Dany. I'll take her as broken as she is and wed her in the tradition of our house."
"Dany?" Viserys questioned with a confused expression. "This is all about Dany? You defile her sister in hopes to gain her as a bride."
"It has always been Dany." Daemon screamed out frustration in his eyes. "She is the reason I live and breathe. She will return once she hears of the news, she'll return to me."
Laughing manically at the desperation in Daemons voice "You think she would want you after what you have done to Rhaenyra. How you have tarnished the person she loves most."
Stunned in silence at the realisation that finally set in. She would likely murder him for hurting Rhaenyra's claim, something she has fought for ever since she was named Heir.
"Though I guess it is what you truly wish for correct?" Viserys said defeated "So that if Rhaenyra was to be disinherited, Daenys, would take her role as she should and you would become her King Consort."
Stuttering out his answer "No it is because I love her." Daemon cared not for those in the room other than his brother. "It has always been her."
Sighing as he took a step back from his brother "You will return to the Vale, back to your lawful wife. Strive to restore whatever scrap of honour remains in you. Or don't. Matters not to me. As long as you are gone from my sight for good."
Bending down to his brothers level "I hope you realise one day brother that dany will always choose her. No matter how much she may love you or any other. Rhaenyra is her final peace."
Looking at his brother in disgust "And if you ever, I mean ever think of putting your filthy hands my dany. I will feed you to caraxes myself. Do you understand?" The king threatened his brother with a scowl before nodding at his guards.
A silent tear fell from Daemons eye as he was dragged out of the kings sight just in time to miss the tear that fell from his brothers own.
IT ALL CAME BACK TO HER EITHER WAY.
A/n: Hi everyone. Not me posting two chapters in a day ;) I was going to write more mature scenes but I don't really know how to nor do I feel comfortable enough. Maybe in the future but right now not gonna happen. :)
Also, Thank you to everyone who has voted and commented. I really appreciate it. Sorry if there are any spelling mistakes or errors.