#does he use the high valyrian word for love as a pet name for rhaenyra? yes

[bigdaddydaemon]

is daemon a romantic? yes.

would he ever admit it? hell no.

[safely-in-vhagars-belly]

The princess of Dragonstone, chapter 3: Bathtime.

Concept: Daella's is rhaenyras daugther and now aemonds prisoner. First fanfic and not edited very well. Aemond forces his pet to wash herself before he will even consider touching her.

WARNINGS: Forced undressing, threaths, terrified mc, hate for bastards and murder.

Aemonds rooms in the red keep are smaller than my own. He shows it proudly to me, gesturing with his hand still covered in his leather riding gloves. 'This, will be your new cage. Allow me to show you the way.'

'I will die before becoming your whore, Aemond Targaryen!'

'I love the way you scream my name.' I freeze under his touch when he wets his lips very slowly. 'I really do. I hope you are just as vocal here as when I take your maidenhead, Lady Strong.' I finally break the distance between us.

My maidenhead? What does he want with that? 'What? Aemond, what are you talking about?'

'You heard my brother. Neutralizing you. That is what he wants. We want to make sure if you were to escape you can't marry some Dornish prince or high lord of Lannister.'

'Because you simply won't have the one thing every man desires in his princess bride: Virginity.' He touches my chin and stares at my underlip full desire. He leans closer and closer...

And steps back. He looks at my defeated face. My sulken expression and probably hears the beating irregular fast beating of my heart. He continues with his tour now that i am speechless and toothless.

'These are my main quarters. There's my chair by the fireplace and my expensive very old and very dear to me Valyrian book collection that came from the Maesters. They based it on high Valyrian texts Aegon brought with him, when he conquered Westeros.'

'You always were stuck with your nose in the books. Are these from here or were they made somewhere else?'

Aemond huffs, and I notice the walls going up quickly around him. 'Like you cared enough to remember anything about me, Lady Strong.' He is wrong about that. I didn't hate him when we were little.

I have one memory of him even reading to me about a fairytale princess. 'Aemond, I liked you. As a friend. But that was before...' i hesitate. I better not bring up that pain again.

He grabs my chin and forces me to look at his face. That eternal reminder of what happend that day. His eye. 'Before what? Before your brothers took my eye? I'm going to take something from each and every one of you Strongs. You are next to pay your debt to me. '

He says something in high valyrian. I dont know what. I never learned. Mother encouraged it but the language was too difficult for me to understand. The letters kept dancing and it would frustrate me.

Aemond take me by my hand and walks me to the next door that ends in a bathroom. There is a big bath made of porcelain. Filled with water. I look briefly at my dirty hands. Still dirty thanks to the dragon i rode on.

Aemond smiles sweetly. 'Now comes a word you may know, my little pet: Dohaerās.' It's a dragon rider command. It simply means: Serve or obey.

My hands start to shake and I am preparing to leave this part of his rooms. If i am quicker than him, I might even lock him up.

He takes of his gloves and the leather cracks with every movement he makes. Slowly he dips his hand in the water of the batthub. 'Undress.' He says without taking his good eye off of me.

My fingers slowly touch my hair. 'I don't think it would be good to do that, here. Why don't we go back to your rooms and you bring out a nice bottle of wine and i-' he laughs.

He sighs deeply but smiles. That calculating smile. 'You are apparently a bit deaf. That's okay. I'm a bit blind. Now, place your hands on the edge of the tub. Don't remove them, or I will make sure you regret it.'

'Aemond-' My voice squeaks and shakes as i see what he is doing. Either way he is undressing to have his way with me. Or he is simply taking off his belt to use it to torture me.

He hears my squeaking terrified voice. 'Music to my ears, now Lady Strong. How about you take off your pretty dress for me? Or would you like to experience what I do with girls who disobey?' I can imagine it'll hurt badly.

I make effort to remove my own coat. 'Keep your hands on the edge of the tub.' That makes it impossible to do so.

'I cant undress this way, Aemond.' I confess to him, hands shaking. Aemond shrugs.

Very quickly i remove my fingers of the tub and rip off my coat. Aemond grabs my arm and places my hand back to the edge of the tub.

'Aemond, no. Please don't-' Its too late. Aemond hits the belt and the hard leather edge hits my fingers.

I let out a scream. Its like burning my fingers. 'You take off my dress then.' I say angrily with his punishment.

Aemond grabs my chin, dropping his belt. 'What was that?' I swallow. Terrified of another punishment.

'Take off my dress.' I whisper softly.

He laughs cruelly. 'I didnt hear you.'

'Take off my dress!'

'With pleasure, Lady Strong.' He turns me around roughly and starts ripping my dress. He touches me where he can and he smiles when i see his reflection in the mirror or in the water.

'Beautiful.' He mutters in my ear when his tumbs rubs my breasts. 'Take off your skirts too. I want to see my pet as she is. Without pretty jewelry and fancy silk. I want to see every little detail.'

I close my eyes. 'Aemond please, remove my skirts for me.'

He gets to work and rips my skirts as well. He is too impatient and doesn't care about my clothing. 'because you ask so sweetly.' And the next thing i know i am naked.

'Stand up.' Aemond barks at me. Hesitantly. Scared and full of fears. My long hair covers part of my breasts. Aemond pushes it aside, behind my shoulders. 'Gods. That such a ugly couple can make such a beautiful thing.'

Its cold. I shake of fear and cold. 'M-may i dress?' I ask the prince. He laughs.

'No, but you will get in the tub if you know whats good for you. Do you know whats good for you, Lady Strong?' I softly place one foot in the bath and follow with another. Then i let my body sink in the hot water.

'Good girl.' Aemond praises, belittling. I clutch my knees and cry softly.

'You'll make a fine wife. Obeying me, without question or protest.' I cry a bit louder.

He smiles at me. 'Time you washed yourself. I'm not fucking a dirty mud rat. When i get to fuck a princess, i want her meassuring up to my wishes and standards.'

He hands me a washing cloth and a bar of soap. 'You stay here, if i see wet footprints on the floor i am getting my belt. Am i clear?'

'Yes.' I can blurt out before he storms out of the room. The bar of soap has sunken to the ground of the tub and makes the whole room smell at least nice. The water is warm. I hope Aemond won't join me.

I don't think a bath will fix his stench issue. He always smells like he just came from burning down two villages and roasted a pig.

Roasted pig. I smile, when i picture my little brother sitting across Aemond. A devious smile on his lips. Luc.

The door opens again. I expect to see Aemond but it are servants. Maids. 'Help me. The prince, he wants to hurt me. I am princess Daella the true born-'

One of them smiles at me. 'The prince has informed us about his new toy. He wants you washed before he plays with you.' Plays. I softly touch my own belly. Sickened.

They won't help me. 'Is there word from Dragonstone?' I ask, before breaking out in tears.

The other girls start doing their jobs. They wash me and my hair and brush it as well. 'Your mother tries to negotiate with Aemond but our prince is very happy with you.' She has a annoying face that begs for a good punch.

I dont even care. 'My mother will retake this castle. Help me escape and she won't burn you to ashes.' The leader of the maids suddenly grabs hold of Aemonds belt that still lies around and tries to hit me as well.

My eyes widen in horror. She is stopped by two other maids.'Do not hit her, the prince told us we couldn't. Pass it down to him, he'll handle her.'

'She is a whore. She deserves to die.' Oh great. More people that hate me for something i couldn't control.

The other maid begs the leader to reconsider. 'After Aemond is done with her, I'm sure he will grant a painful and creative humiliating death-'

Aemond. He is back. He smells a bit better but still like roasted pig. He scowls. 'You seem frightened, my little pet. Don't you like your new friends?'

I eye the leader of the maids coldly. 'Aemond, one tried to hit me with the belt.' I grant her a smile. Now she will lose a few fingers. Or her job.

Aemond doesn't even shrug. 'You must've deserved it. You can be pesky and ungrateful.' The words hit like blows. Not that im pesky but...

He is going to let them abuse me. I become real quiet and feel fresh tears fall.

The leader speaks. 'My prince, it was me. I hitted the princess. Nearly! But i see now that its up to you to punish her. Not me. You see my family was murdered in Harrenhal. By those Strong scum-'

Aemonds body briefly releases a sigh. 'So warm in here. I'm going to open a window.' He says. I am still in the bath and wash my toes.

The servant follows him. He looks out at the great city of kings landing.'Come, i want to show you something. You see that? That is the great sept. Mother takes me there to pray every week. And that, that is the Pit.' He tells the maid while also grabbing her arms. He points with his finger and the maid nods in awh.

He starts telling and i listen to his voice. 'My ancestor, Aegon the conquer built this town from nothing. He called it king's landing. Do you know why?' He purrs in her ear.

I look up in disgust and huff. She blushes. 'No, my prince.' My eyes roll so hard im suprised they arent inside out.

Aemond speaks softly, touching her. 'Because it won't matter if we are kings, queens, or servants who don't know how to act around my pet. We all die a horrible death if we fall from a window of the red keep.' She chuckles.

Then it hits her. It hits her hard. She panics and tries to beg Aemond but he is much stronger and faster. He gives her a push and watches as her body falls down next to the Red Keep. He pushed her out of the window.

She is dead.

An enraged Aemond turns around and looks at the other terrified maids.'If someone else likes to bully or touch my pet inappropriately, you end up like a few red splashes down below. You are replaceable. You are worthless and we do not care about your personal life or revenge stories. Who disagrees can jump after her.'

'Now, hurry it up. Dress her. I am done waiting. I want my pet and i want her now.'