Several people have been PM to me about the House of the Dragon story asking for another preview.

Due to popular demand, I decided to post this small preview.

Preview:

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Despite his obvious reluctance to be in that room right now, Daegon decided to endure it. It was time to finally put an end to that, but he knew deep down that it was nothing more than wishful thinking. The two sat down on a table that was filled with candle lights with the servants serving them the roasted boar that Daegon had no interest in.

The beautiful Prince signalled both the servant and the guard to leave the room with a wave of his hand. They obeyed without question and quickly passed through the door, closing it behind them. Leaving Bronze Prince alone with the Realm's Delight.

Why do I even bother? He asked himself as he stared at Rhaenyra, making no effort to hide his bored expression. Rhaenyra on the other hand, simply stared at him with a blank face, clearly waiting for him to say something.

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Eventually, her blank face turned into a frown. "Say something." That was obviously an order. Which prompted Daegon to continue to simply stare at her without saying a word. Something that in turn, made her even more furious. "SAY SOMETHING!" Resulting her to yell at him after striking the table with the bottom of her fist and standing up.

"Sit down." Daegon ordered while pointing his finger down. She was fuming in anger, but decided to comply. Sitting down right away. Once she did, Daegon leaned forward and rested both of his elbows on the table. "I don't know why I'm wasting my time, but since I am already here..." He decided to get this over with. "Why did you do it?" That was his question, but he was already expecting a ridiculous answer.

She gave him a very malicious smirk. "I hate everything that comes between your body and mine," And his expectation was correct. "Even the air."

"You may be the heir of the Iron Throne but your behavior is unacceptable." Daegon was honestly doing everything in his power to keep his calm, but in truth, he wanted to strangle her for what she did.

"You want this to stop?" That wasn't a question. "Go to my father and accept his offer." She made no attempt to hide what that was all about. "Or things are going to get much worse."

Hearing that only made Daegon frown in anger. "Are you fucking threatening me?"

Rhaenyra frowned as well and placed both of her hands on the table. "Threat? I am warning you about what you can expect to happen if you don't comply." The dragonrider made it clear that he had no choice in the matter.

Daegon chuckled in response to that. "What exactly do you want?"

"I want to be your wife." That was her only desire. "Your woman and your whore."

"Am I to be compelled?" He was not amused about that.

She smiled at him, a fake delightful smile. "I'm more powerful than you, and craftier."

"And clearly more stupid and childish." Daegon couldn't help but mock his cousin's delusions, being even more repulsed by how much of a spoiled brat she has become. "Let us add shamelessness as well."

"It isn't shamelessness." Rhaenyra was quick to rebuff. "It's passion." She spoke in a low voice while staring at Daegon with the same look she gave him a thousand of times. "Uncontrollable passion."

Daegon had enough of that, so he grabbed his cup filled with Hippocras. "You're nothing more than a mad bitch, Rhaenyra Targaryen." That's all that he had left to say to her.

After Daegon said that, Rhaenyra's face returned to the blank face that she had at the beginning of their conversation. But once Daegon finished his drink, Rhaenyra slowly stood up from her seat with Daegon simply observing her with the same bored expression. Because exactly what she was going to do.

Which was basically knocking everything that was in front of her off the table while staring at him with a face of pure fury that resembled her dragon. "MAD, BECAUSE I LOVE YOU TO THE POINT OF MADNESS!?" She yelled at him to the top of her lungs, loud enough that most of the people could probably hear it. "MAD, BECAUSE I WANT YOU TO BE MINE AND MINE ALONE!?" She slowly approached him with a murderous intent while all that Daegon did was stare at her with the same bored expression. "MAD, BECAUSE I DON'T WANT YOU GOING TO ANOTHER FOR WHAT I HAVE IN ABUNDANCE!?" Then she grabbed the knife that was besides his plate and pressed on his throat, with Daegon not even flinching. "MAD, BECAUSE I ASPIRE TO ENGENDER AND BEAR YOUR CHILDREN!?" Her breathing was nearly frantic. "Mad... I am mad for you, Daegon Targaryen." And he had enough of her madness. "Is that madness?"

Daegon's response was to grab her wrist and get the knife away from his throat. Before he struck Rhaenyra in the cheek, causing her to fall on the floor. With Daegon standing up from his chair right away and simply staring at her with a repulsed face. "You are bane of my fucking existence, Rhaenyra." That was all that he had to say to her, before he made his way to the door of the room. Leaving the Princess on the floor of the room.

"What is going on here?" With Daegon sighing in deep annoyance because the last person that he wanted to see now, just showed up. Moving his head with a frown in his face, he looked at the Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, who was being accompanied by two of his kingguards..

"Take a wild guess, uncle Viserys. '' Daegon spoke as bluntly as possible before he began to walk away..

"Wait a second, Daegon." But his uncle stopped him.

"What!?" He angrily asked as he turned around to face him. "What the fuck do you want!?" Daegon angrily approached his uncle's face.

However, by doing that, one of the members of the Kingsguard, Willis Fell, was quick to grab Daegon's arm. Which turned out to be a big mistake because Daegon wasted no time in capitalizing the fact that he wasn't wearing a helmet and drove the palm of his hand into his chin, causing the Kingsguard to fall on his ass on the floor.

It prompted the other Kingsguard to draw his sword at the Bronze Prince. With Daegon simply putting his hands up.

"Stand down!" King Viserys was quick to order the two.

The Kingsguard, who was fully armored, obeyed the King and lowered his sword.

Daegon on the other hand, capitalized on that and charged at the Knight, delivering the flying kick that he learned at Yi Ti into his head. Despite the fact that he was wearing a helmet, the impact was enough to push him and cause him to fall on the floor.

"DAEGON!" Viserys screamed at his nephew. "THAT IS ENOUGH!"

He looked at his uncle angrily. "You are right, that is enough." He had enough of King's Landing. "I'm going back to Runestone." Despite hating the Vale, he would take that over that hellhole any day.

"Wait a second, you can't jus-" Viserys was quick to argue with him about that. But the Bronze Prince simply ignored his uncle and walked away. "DAEGON!

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