𝔇AEMON TARGARYEN

You were the Lysene dancer, practically a diamond in Lys, living in luxury and opulence. Your platinum hair, the hallmark of a true Lysene, stood out as a symbol of purity and nobility. As always, you danced. From birth, it seemed you were destined for this role, and the owner of the House of Kisses kept you there, mesmerized by your graceful presence and performances that drew sighs and applause from all who watched.

But then, Prince Daemon arrived. Known both as "the rogue" and "the rebel," he had exiled himself to Lys after King Viserys I Targaryen, his brother, banished him for mocking the death of the king’s newborn heir, cruelly calling him "the heir for a day." Seeking refuge and distraction in the city, Daemon found something in you that went beyond the simple pleasures he had expected.

The moment he saw you dance, Daemon was utterly captivated. You were not just a dancer; you were a vision, a muse he longed to possess. From that moment on, he showered you with lavish gifts, draped you in riches, and lost himself in nights of burning passion. Every movement you made filled him with ecstasy, and despite his rebellious and chaotic nature, Daemon found himself intoxicated by this connection. In you, he had discovered more than a mere distraction; he had found an obsession.