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The thick fog covered any chance of seeing anything from the high tower of the castle, for weeks she had spent more hours than usual in that window trying to see something worried, worried about what would become of her and her children, what would become of the nice people and kind people who welcomed her so well, and what would become of her when he arrived, because she knew that at some point he would arrive flying over the castle with his fierce dragon, chasing away all the lost souls there, she just didn't know when, but Rhaenyra felt he was close.
Four weeks ago King Viserys had died and unfortunately for Rhaenyra she did not have the chance to say goodbye to him when she was only notified 3 days after his death, She knew that the Hightower family with her half brothers who were now in power in the Kingdom had had rejected her as soon as she married Harwin Strong, but she couldn't imagine so much rejection, taking away the chance to say goodbye to her father? but Rhaenyra was not the only one who was not informed of the king's death, there was someone more furious and angry than her, and the revolt was so strong that it divided the kingdom in two and declared war on the crown, Daemon Targaryen, her uncle, wanted the throne for himself, and incredibly he had an army that was determined to fight for him, what should have been a peaceful coronation and accepted by the kingdom turned into a war, as many lords did not accept Aegon as the legitimate heir and preferred Daemon as king.
ravens arrived at all times warning of Daemon's conquests in the nearby kingdoms and how his army grew every day, but what was a victory for Daemon was a terror for Rhaenyra, she knew that as a Targaryen and a dragonrider she would have to choose a side, and she knew most of all that when Daemon arrived at Harrenhal if she didn't choose his side she would be dead.
if it were in other times she would certainly have fled far away from there with Harwin and her children, she would have...if it weren't for the mysterious death of her husband 2 months ago, With the loss of her husband, she only had her beloved children and her husband's family who had adopted her with open arms. It wouldn't be fair for her to leave them aside at this time. mainly because of a fight of egos in her family that would result in countless deaths, she needed to protect her children, her family, she would protect them.
It was late at night when Rhaenyra was passing through the dark, dripping hallway after putting her children to bed when she heard the thin roar of a dragon approaching, she swears she could feel her heart stop for a few minutes, he. he had arrived, Rhaenyra's slow steps had turned into hurried steps towards the main dining room where she knew Simon Strong and the rest of the people were.
Rhaenyra begins to approach the room and finds some soldiers thrown on the floor as a result of the fight with the recent invader who was in the castle, She approaches the doorway listening to the low conversation between Simon and her uncle.
— I thought all the rats had abandoned the ship, this place is falling apart, I hope to get something good out of this.
— your majesty, please have mercy, we will surrender.
— Your surrender doesn't matter to me so much, but I know there's something here...or someone that interests me.
Rhaenyra knew exactly what he was talking about, she couldn't avoid it for long, he wanted her head, that was certainly it, and she could probably make a trade, her loyalty or her head or dragon or whatever he wants for the safety of her children, Rhaenyra opens the door roughly, drawing glances at her as she enters the room.
— Uncle.
Daemon's ears filled with the familiar voice that had just entered the room, he could barely hide the smile on his face as he turned around and found the girl who was now a beautiful woman that years ago he had wanted so much to possess, she had certainly changed, a lot, taller, with more curves and beautiful breasts that jumped out of the corset and silver hair that fell to her waist, Daemon had his eyes on her and devoured her with them without any shame.
— My dear niece....you are different.
— what did you come to do here?
— Oh you know, you shitty brother, army, dragons, war, my accession to the throne all that bullshit you must have heard.
— Do you mean your attempted usurpation?
— I think you better watch your tongue if you want to keep it princess.
— Princess Rhaenyra was just nervous, just like us, she certainly didn't mean to offend your grace.
Simon's voice promptly interrupts the beginning of an argument that certainly wouldn't end very well between Daemon and Rhaenyra, Daemon turns to look at each of the faces in the room, he could sense everyone's fear of dying, and how everyone there was prepared to throw themselves on their knees begging for their lives, yes, Daemon enjoyed people's fear of him, it was certainly one of the things that excited him the most.
— Is there a decent place to sleep in this shitty castle?
— yes your grace th-
— King!
— Yes, my king...they will take you to your chambers.
Before Daemon can leave the room with one of the servants to the bedroom Rhaenyra tries to stop him by holding his hand making him look at her once more.
— no, we need to talk.
— No, I need to sleep, and you guys...better pray you don't wake up tomorrow with the flames of Caraxes burning this damn place down.
Daemon left the room with his frightening imposingness, leaving everyone scared, Rhaenyra could feel everyone's distress there, she wanted to calm them down and tell them that everything would be okay, but she knew that wasn't true, Rhaenyra knows her uncle and knows what he is capable of when he is angry, and especially when he is driven by ambition.
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As soon as Daemon went to the room Rhaenyra ran to the children's room, she was there for long minutes admiring her sleeping children, she smiled seeing her adorable children, she would do anything to keep them safe, even beg on her knees for mercy from daemon to let her away from this war and be safe with her children, and that's what she was about to do.
Rhaenyra had been standing in front of the door of the room where Daemon was staying for a few minutes, trying to get the courage to knock on the door, she could hear him pacing back and forth in the room while talking to himself, as soon as he knocked on the door it quickly opened revealing the fierce man standing on the other side.
— I need to talk to you, it's important.
Daemon looks Rhaenyra up and down as he makes way for her to enter his room, Rhaenyra stumbles under her feet as she timidly enters the man's room, only a few hours there and the room is already infested with his smell and mess, his armor, swords, daggers, clothes, scrolls, flagons of wine, all scattered across the floor, he was certainly already comfortable at Harrenhal.
— You can't do this Daemon, these innocent people, threaten to burn them like this? you don't need this.
— Of course I can, I can and I will if I don't get what I want.
— And what do you want? Harrenhal has already bowed to you, you already have everyone trapped in fear.
— the surrender of Harrenhal is just a small victory, this is a good strategic place, great location, I intend to stay here.
— so it won't burn us all?
Daemon chuckles dryly as if Rhaenyra had made an attempt at a joke, he fills two glasses with wine and hands one to Rhaenyra who accepts hesitantly.
— Not for now, but who knows when I get tired of here and don't need this damn castle anymore.
— why? we already agreed you as king, you don't need to do this, kill innocents, the Strong family are good people, my children are here too Daemon, please.
Daemon approaches Rhaenyra like a dragon approaching its prey before pouncing and devouring without mercy, his thick finger meets Rhaenyra's lips, admiring her, who looks at him in fear.
— no one needs to die.....as long as you accept being mine.
Rhaenyra's pupils dilate as she looks at Daemon, searching for some reaction on his face that shows that this is a joke with her or something, maybe he was just drunk, Rhaenyra stares at him for minutes, disoriented, until she whispers a confused "what?" wiping a smug smile off his uncle's face.
— Well, you and I are both widowed, I need a wife when I take my throne, and you are certainly the perfect woman to be my queen consort, You're a Targaryen, is there anything stronger than that? Two Targaryens ruling Westeros? I need you by my side, we'll be invincible together.
— you are insane...
— No, I'm a man with vision, and it's not such a bad proposition, is it? and anyway, you have no choice, either you marry me or I burn this place down with everyone in it and I take you as a war prize.
— you couldn't....Daemon my children....please
— make your decision soon my dear, you know I'm an impatient man, I like my things quick and easy.
Rhaenyra was in shock as she sat down in the nearest chair as she felt her legs weaken in defeat, her eyes filled with tears, her heart skipped beats, her throat went dry, she could barely look at Daemon, she felt him move away from her going to the bedroom table filling his glass with my wine, she could hear him humming a low laugh, he already knew Rhaenyra's choice, but he needed to hear it from her mouth and Rhaenyra knew she needed to be a strong woman, It was the safety of her children that was at stake, she knew that if she accepted the proposal she would be safe with her children, and if Daemon won the war it would be a benefit for everyone, she needed to accept that, it was her only chance to perhaps survive that family war.
— I accept, I accept to marry you!
— It's the best thing I've heard in days.
Daemon approaches Rhaenyra, bending down in front of her, getting on his knees and putting his hands on her waist, Rhaenyra's eyes were wet, scared and confused, Daemon could even say he felt sorry for seeing his beloved niece so scared.
— You've always been my favorite niece, you know? so different from your brothers....I could never hurt you my dear.
Rhaenyra's grip on her waist tightens until a tear runs down her face, he catches the tear with his finger and then brings it to his mouth "I've always wanted to taste you darling, ever since the one in the brothel" his other hand starts to go down Rhaenyra's dress and his calloused hand reaches her thighs, squeezing it more and more as it goes up "I regret every day that I didn't finish what I started" his hand then reaches the middle of her legs, eliciting a groan of discontent from her
— but I think it's finally time to resolve this.
Daemon's finger enters the thin fabric of her clothes beneath her and finds her intimacy, he makes slow and torturous movements through the folds, eliciting grunts from Rhaenyra, who at all times tried to close her legs for him.
— no, we're not even married yet, and I don't want that, not now.
— I've never been a man to follow the rules, and you even less so, so tell me Rhaenyra, what's wrong with pleasing your future husband and king who needs you so much?
Daemon opens Rhaenyra's legs once again and takes his fingers back to her intimacy, torturing her clitoris more, Rhaenyra's low murmurs are like poems to Daemon's ears, he even looks at her enchanted as he feels her pussy getting bigger. increasingly wet for him.
— Daemon....please, I can't.
— it's not what it looks like, your pussy is so wet, just with my fingers, how will she be with my dick?
Daemon takes his fingers out of Rhaenyra's throbbing intimacy and brings them to his mouth, tasting all of her flavor "I always imagined it would be good, but I didn't think it would be this good" Daemon lifts Rhaenyra's skirt higher and buries his face in the warmth between her legs even with Rhaenyra's recurring reluctance, his tongue begins to explore all of her moist folds, Daemon smiles over her sensitive flesh as he hears her hold back a needy moan, It was great for him to know that his niece was such a needy woman, that would be very beneficial for both of them in the future.
Daemon's fingers work inside Rhaenyra's pussy while his tongue makes nimble, unholy movements on her clit, a few moments later, Daemon could feel Rhaenyra clenching around his fingers holding back her orgasm. he knew she was close and was torturing herself not to come. she didn't want to let him know that he was responsible for her orgasm.
— You don't have to hold back for me Rhaenyra, it will be in vain, you will cum anyway.
he speaks breathlessly, lifting his face to speak and quickly returns to his work of giving pleasure to his future wife, with a few quick movements with her tongue and finger Rhaenyra finally accepts her orgasm and cums in Daemon's mouth while filling the room with moans and writhing and shaking on the chair.
as soon as Rhaenyra's tremors subside, Daemon pulls her body towards him, attacking her lips, her kiss still had the same taste, the same taste of innocence he stole that day on a cold brothel wall, he could barely contain his guttural moans as he felt Rhaenyra's lips fight against his kiss "you're not making this easy love" was the breathless phrase that Daemon spoke to his niece who was still trying to escape his grip, Daemon's hand goes roughly to Rhaenyra's hair pulling making him have control of her head so he can finally deepen the kiss, she finally gives up fighting and surrenders to Daemon's hungry kiss, his other hand grabs Rhaenyra's waist making the two bodies get closer and closer creating friction, Rhaenyra moans under the kiss as she feels Daemon's erection rub against her, the woman's hands go under his shirt, running her nails gently under his chest, Deamon brings his hands to Rhaenyra's corset to open it and finally let her full breasts be free from the squeeze, he hurriedly removes the rest of her clothes leaving her completely exposed, He begins to guide her body until she is leaning against the table and turning her body, making her back lean against his chest, making his erection rub against her bare ass.
— I knew you would give in sooner or later, you want this as much as I do, don't you?
Daemon holds Rhaenyra's face tightly making her look at him with her still reluctant eyes.
— I'm just feeling lonely, you know, since my husband died I haven't- — don't talk about another man around me Rhaenyra, especially about your dead ex-husband. Daemon's grip tightens on Rhaenyra's cheeks giving her a firm warning look.
He bends her body under the table leaving her ass completely at his disposal where he provides a certain slap leaving a blush under the pale and sensitive skin, Daemon quickly unties his pants, pulling his hard, aching member out of the tightness of his pants, he brings his cock closer to Rhaenyra's entrance, brushing her wet folds like a kind of torture until he finally begins to penetrate her, he goes slow and hard inside her giving her an opportunity to get used to his size, the grip on Rhaenyra's waist tightens as he tries to hold back his primal urge to go hard and fast inside him, he lets out a long, painful moan as he feels her Rhaenyra's hot pussy tightens around him "damn, you have no idea how long I've been waiting to fuck you" Daemon began to move with the little speed as he pleasured himself inside Rhaenyra, the wet sounds of her pussy accompany her soft moans as Daemon's thrusts become more and more violent.
— Daemon I want to look at you.
Daemon growls into Rhaenyra's neck as he pulls out of her, turning her body and making her sit on the table as he goes between her legs, penetrating her once more, Rhaenyra's legs go around Daemon's waist as she grips his muscles tightly, they stand with their foreheads pressed together, making a kind of eye contact as if each one were devouring the other's soul, or even cursed each other.
— such a good girl, you're making your uncle feel so good baby, I can't wait to use you every night.
Rhaenyra's moans increase in time with Daemon's stimulation as his thrusts become more and more violent in her.
— Don't stop uncle, I'm very close to cumming, please continue.
with the warning that Rhaenyra is close to coming Daemon takes his hand to her clitoris giving even more stimulation, with a few movements Rhaenyra feels a shiver run up her spine, her vision becomes blurred and her legs begin to shake as she reaches her orgasm again that night, Rhaenyra's moans are loud and outrageous as she writhes around Daemon's body who goes crazy watching the scene, Rhaenyra's pussy tightening around Daemon's cock he throws his head back as he feels himself reaching his climax too, he releases himself coming inside Rhaenyra and filling her with his sperm while his thick, low moans invade her ears, still a little dizzy from the recent orgasm.
they spend some time trying to recover from the intense mutual orgasm, Daemon finally gets up from the floor he was lying on trying to catch his breath to drink some more wine, he tries to fill another cup for Rhaenyra when he notices she getting dressed to leave.
— where are you going?
— I'm going to see if my boys are okay and sleeping.
— No one here will mess with your children Rhaenyra, not with me here, not even me, you accepted my proposal, didn't you? so you don't need to worry.
— then I will go to my room, I have a lot to organize in my head
— And why don't you sleep here with me? We've already consummated the marriage, there's nothing stopping you from staying here.
— what marriage? we didn't even get married.
— Tomorrow I will find someone for us to marry, and problem solved....and take off that dress and lie down on the bed, I like to have my things in my sight.
Rhaenyra could try to argue and leave, but she knew how Daemon was, she knew there would be no point in arguing with him, so she just took off her dress and lay down on the bed, Daemon just gave her a smile and a weak laugh, as soon as he took his quick sip of wine he went to bed next to Rhaenyra laying his heavy body on top of her, the kisses that Deamon placed on Rhaenyra's neck were tender, deep down she was trying to convince herself that this marriage was not a bad idea, after all, she and her children would be safe, right?
— You will be a wonderful queen my love, my queen.
— I say the same about you, my king.