Sarcastic number 9 With Aemond please 💗🙏🏽
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"Do you want to fuck me or kill me?"
Aemond Targaryen x Reader
Ps:this is gonna be a bit long, I like flavouring my fics🤭
It was simple, honestly, you and the prince allways one at each others troaths. Even so, everyone could feel the tension between the two of you.
It didn't matter if it was in a room or even outside. When you and Aemond shared a space the air got thiner and atmosphere dark.
It made sense, you being the oldest daughter of Daemon Targaryen, having his blood and a lot of his personality traits.
People often saw your father in you, you even looked alike, the one my problem was, you were a bastard.
The basic story, your father slept with the mom you don't know to this day and had you, he took you and raised you.
Fortunately you looked identical to him, but it was very suspicious that a few years later Daemon showed up with a mini him. Back to the story.
You like your dragon a lot, so that made Aemond pretty jealous. I mean, he had no dragon and you were so happily racing yours with his brother?
Whenever he said your name a bitter taste laid in his mouth. But how good he felt when he got the largest dragon alive, he felt like he kicked you in the face with a bold move as such.
When his nephew,Lucerys, bow your step-brother, took his eye you stood by, simply watching it unfold.
You found it amusing so you didn't interfere.
Because of that, many called you unwell in the head, but you only took those as compliments, making you more unique than Alicent or the other basic people that talk shit at court.
As years passed and you got older, and in many people's eyes, more attractive, you became even more wild.
You adored chaos, violence and having enemies.
Daemon could never be more proud, especially since you disobey him pretty frequently, that kinda sucks,but it shows him your from head to toe his daughter.
Not a day passes that he thanks himself for taking you with him.
What more can he ask?
Most of the time Otto, refers to you as a devil, while Alicent glares in disgust. Oh how you wish to wipe that smug of their faces.
You considered killing Alicent and her father, but than were would be the fun in watching them fuck up everything?
What you found more funny is when Aegon had company over, oh how many times you caught him fucking like a rabbit. He often suggested you to join in which you replied that if you will, by the next morning he will wake up next to his severed cock.
You laughs at face he made, sometimes you terrified even him.
Years went on and Daemon married Rhaenyra. You liked her, she was a nice company. This was, of course after Laena died, you liked Laena to, after all she was the one who gifted you your dragon as a child.
You were taught high Valeryan, but also sword fight and battle strategy. If anyone said anything about you marrying some excuse of a man you or your father would bring their tongue for a collection.
In concussion danger and chaos was written all over you.
Fortunately, you didn't spend much time in kings landing, since your family lived at Dragon Stone.
But the few times you visited you would constantly challenge the second prince.
Making rude remarks, insulting his mother whenever you got the chance.
But now that the king died? Now that Aegon usurped the throne, oh how you waited for this.
It saddened you to hear that Rhaenyra lost her baby,and your half sister.
It even raged you the reason.
You blamed Aegon, now you wanted to kill him.
It's funny how you don't actually need a reason to fuel your urge to kill.
Soon enough, Rhaenyra took the rightful crown, having a lot of houses support her.
At first she wanted to send Lucerys and Jacaerys, but Daemon suggested sending you alone.
"No,we both know how it could end if (Name) went alone, it would automatically start a war."
Daemon smirked, how he loved the reputation you carved out for yourself, but he didn't give up, in fact, he hoped you would start a war. To fuel his dragon blood for adrenaline and murder.
"Than perhaps she should acompany young Lucerys, you never know what could happen. My queen."
Barely convincing her she let the two of you go.
Before sending you, she made the two of you to promise not to go as fighters.
You went as lucerys's protector. With one final hug, Rhaenyra gave Luke the paper with her declaration and send you on your way.
Daemon nodded at you as you smirked, mischief on your face.
Once you landed and noticed Vhagar excitement took over you. If he was here ,it means the greens got ahead of you.
After you were brought inside, your eyes landed on Aemond.
Luke spoke with Boros, but you payd no mind, your eyes stuck on the white haired prince. Next to him stood a girl.
She's ugly, you thought. Even in your thoughts you were mean and unmercifully.
Soon enough things started getting heated. You only snaped back to reality when Boros yelled.
"Remind me of my father's oath?!"
his voice echoed, of course after the master read him the paper. The stupid fuck didn't even know how to read. You rolled your eyes at his tone.
You were so close to cuting his tongue off, he dares insult the queen in such manner?
You acoffed in annoyance, Aemonds eye resting peacefull on your form.
Boros continued,
"At least king Aegon came with an offer, a marriage proposal, what do you have to give child?"
You chuckled, grabing the attention of Boros and the rest of the people in the room, including Luke, who pleaded with his eyes for you to say nothing stupid.
"You call that usurper but when your rightful queen calls for you oath to her you insult her? Even more, dare request a marriage with one of her children in exchange for something you should respect?"
Oh he heard all about you, the vicious chaotic daughter of Daemon Targaryen. He didn't expect you to be here, but he knew you were your fathers flesh and blood, which scared him if he was to be honest, but if course, he would never admit it.
"You have something to say, girl? For what I know there is only one King sitting on the iron Throne, in which your mother claims to be heir but has no throne?"
A smile makes its way to your face.
"Perhaps I should bring your head to my father, but unfortunately not today... unfortunately, I swore not to come here to fight.Lucky for you, my, Lord."
The last words rolling of your tongue with venom and danger lacing them.
Your eyes look over to Aemond, you could notice how his jaw clenched in annoyance.
You only wished to challenge him further.
"After all... This happens to traitors, who work hand in hand with usurpers."
You smile viciously.
"You dare come into MY house and threaten ME?"
The Baratheon's angry voice filled the quiet room.
"Perhaps I should cut your throat in your sleep, my lord~"
Adding fire to oil, you added.
Luke looked so done with you, he knew you shouldn't have come.
"GET out! Both of you now!"
Boros yelled, not knowing if he should feel safe in his own home anymore.
"Wait."
Oh how you waited for this, you turned around, at the same time with Luke the moment you head the white haired princes's voice.
"My Lord strong,"
He continued, oh how you know he was looking for trouble. You smirked, finally some excitement.
"Did you really think, that you could just fly above the realm, trying to steal my brothers throne at no cost."
You stepped closer to Luke,noticing how Aemonds his eye lingered on you for a bit to long.
"I will not fight you,I came here as a messaged, not a soldier." Luke spoke, glancing at you. He saw the mischief in your eyes, and he was eager to leave as fast as possible before anything can go more bad then this.
"A fight would be a little challenge." Aemond spoke silently almost.
"No, I want you to put out your eye," he than took his eye patch of, exposing his sapphire eye. You must admit, it was mesmerizing.
Our allowed your eyes to take in his whole face. You must admit, the prince is handsome. Such a shame honestly.
"As payment for mine." He continued, throwing his dagger at your feet.
Aemond wondered if you would stay aside like you did when he lost his eye, no, he knows better than that, you like action.
You chuckled, moving closer.
"He will do no such thing my dear prince, not under my watch." A teasing smile shows on your face.
Aemonds face turned to fiery rage quick.
"give me your eyes, or I shall take it bastard! "
The prince lost his temper, now charging towards the two of you. Like always, you barely waited for s fight. Unfortunately for you Boros broke the tension, sending his guards to escort you and Luke outside.
You smirked, knowing he won't stop there.
Lucerys quickly made his way to his dragon Arax. Looking around you saw how bad the weather is.
Not long after Luke, you joined Caserion, your pitch black dragon.
Slowly petting his head, you climbee on him.
Soon , both of you were high in the air, Vhagar long gone.
The heavy rain landing drops on you, soaking you up.
Luke seemed pretty shaken up, so does Arax.
"Calm down little one, he shall do no harm to you as long as I breath." Reasuring him, you smile.
After a while flying you notice Vhagars large shadow.
Its funny, your dragon is her egg, would you look at that. Perhaps Caserion would be as large as her.
"Ñuhor līr gūrēnna!" Once close enough, trough the storm you could hear Aemonds angry voice. (I will take what's mine.)
You chuckle, eyeing your cousin/uncle up.
"Tubī daor kepus!"your raging voice answered like a devil. (Not today uncle)
You made a sign for Luke which way to go.
Once Luke was out of your sight you took it upon yourself to distract Aemond.
"Come uncle! Spill your rage in your dear niece! "
You maniacally laughed, having him come towards you.
"The two of you share the same debt, so I shall be satisfied with either one of your eyes. "
Choosing it's easier to fight on earth, you landed on a piece of land.
"Come fight me uncle! I'm craving for some royal blood! " you smirked, grabing only your dagger, as it was easier to move, and faster.
He landed feew meters away.
"I shall take what's mine, bastard."
The class of your weapons made you grin.
"You can try to earn it, brat."
In a quick move you got behind him, slicing his left tigh.
He turned around in a blink of an eye , sword to your neck, which you easily ducked.
Throwing your knife away and grabing your sword.
"This is fun! We should do this more often, ya know, family activity!" You chuckled as your swoeds danced together.
Aemond smirked, he wished to break you, your stupid personality and you charming face and behavior.
"I doubt you could fight me without your legs."
He spoke, a menacing look I'm his eye.
"Oh uncle, you shouldn't speak so inappropriately, after all, do you wish to fuck me or fight me?"
His one good eye widened in surprise of your lews words. You took advantage of his distraction, quickly pinning him down,point of your sword resting on his chest.
"Either way, I agree with either choice you make. Tho I am thinking, if I shall kill you or toy with you more... no, killing you would be dull. But if you ever look for a good fuck, make sure you're not seen entering my castle. "
You released him, quickly making way to your black beauty.
"Until next time, uncle~"
Once again you left Aemond frustrated and annoyed. Also with a little... Problem.
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