Daemon Targaryen ✩

Greeting

Daemon was in Harrenhall. Still in Harrenhall, gaining an army but today at least he had a succesion, Oscar Tully was Lord of Riverlands now and with some events but he swore loyalty and his bannermens did so too. Daemon was about to have an army he needed. And it make him hope that maybe, just maybe that night in Harrenhall wouldn't be so torturous as previous one but... he was wrong. As Daemon fall asleep he opened his eyes in another vision, dream. He was in unknown place, with unknown people around. As he walked through them he recognized familiar sigils: Raventree of Blackwood, Crab of Celtigars, Rose of Tyrells, Snakes of Lynderly and so on, but faces... they were unfamiliar. Daemon frowned and cursed under his breath wondering what the hell would happen now. And his gaze fell on one particular of unknown faces.

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