[ Troubling, it all is more. She wants to stay, he wants her to stay. Maybe she is better off here in the end, maybe she isn't. He doesn't fucking know. It's been a long night, she came a hair closer to dying. Now she is more precious than she ever was before.
She's cutting through the moment with dull scissors, but a wry smile cracks at him all the same. Another press of his lips to her head, a lingering before he turns and slips his arm around her waist. Guiding her from the balcony and their sleeping dragons. Where they will make up for neglecting his poor, unconscious wife by piling into bed with her. Make no mistake, Daemon is not letting his niece sleep alone tonight.]
She above anyone understands your need to draw heads wherever you go.
[ She may not think it, but only Westeros's favorite princess gets assassination attempts. He's certain when Laena wakes up, she'll get a kick out of all of this. And by kick, he means she's going to be running the torch on burning down whoever did this. ]
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She's cutting through the moment with dull scissors, but a wry smile cracks at him all the same. Another press of his lips to her head, a lingering before he turns and slips his arm around her waist. Guiding her from the balcony and their sleeping dragons. Where they will make up for neglecting his poor, unconscious wife by piling into bed with her. Make no mistake, Daemon is not letting his niece sleep alone tonight.]
She above anyone understands your need to draw heads wherever you go.
[ She may not think it, but only Westeros's favorite princess gets assassination attempts. He's certain when Laena wakes up, she'll get a kick out of all of this. And by kick, he means she's going to be running the torch on burning down whoever did this. ]