Chapter 32 - They don't play well with others - Part 2

(Mc pov)

"A fortnight has not even passed since you were promised to another, and here you are, among so many women, Maliketh.." Daemon spoke to me from the doorway, watching my shirt be open by the 12 or so women as they rubbed my chest.

"I could say the same of your bronze bitch within the Vale, yet here I find you, wanting of bed and failing to finish.." My eyes turned back, looking within the room at the girl my brother had taken a fancy to, teasing him as a laugh escaped the Sunkissed womans lips.

"Your jokes are unwelcome brother, what is it you want.." Daemon said, his face serious as he did not like my words, causing me to laugh as I leaned forward.

"It is about our brother, Viserys, and his heir.." My face was no longer playful, my eyes looking at the women around me with a different look, their bodies moving back unconsciously as I felt the sunkissed rub my shoulders more deeply.

"All of you.. leave us.." Daemon hearing my words, changed his face to that of concern, and seriousness, looking at the women around me who were at a loss. "Now.." Seeing nothing changed, his voice rang out louder as they still just sat unmoving as they looked into my eyes.

"Go, there will be plenty gold to be had later, there are still yet men full of seed in waiting.." My head tilted as I spoke, causing the women to frown but react, feeling the Sunkissed woman raise up, my eyes lingering on her for a moment as I walked to the room behind Daemon.

"You come as well.." I did not turn my head, only bringing my hand to my side in a gesture to follow to the Sunkissed woman, her body seemed to float to me as she hugged my arm, following behind me like a lost puppy.

The room was large, the bed full of covers in a mess of waves hanging down to the floor, the mix of peach, red, and cream colors of the sheets. Along with the large curtains over the window with a carved design, gave a feeling of seclusion. The candles flicking as the wind blew, making the shadows within the room, dance along the ceiling. My eyes looking at the moonlight cast along the floor, while I took my seat at a soft cushion on the windowsill.

"Now that we are all comfortable, what is it you need from me brother.." Daemon said with a sarcastic tone, his eyes looking at the woman beside me as I pulled my shirt from my body.

"She knows not to talk, lest darkness be a friend to her.." I said, placing my hand on her thigh, yet she did not flinch, causing me to raise my eyebrow.

"I understand, my ears are lost on your words, prince Maliketh, prince Daemon.." The woman spoke her words full of understanding as I grinned, my eyes casting a look over the woman beside Daemon.

"I only wish for whatever my prince wishes." the woman who covered herself spoke up, her hand rubbing Daemon's back as he smirked.

"Well if you say so.. brother is your wish to be king?" I no longer cared, speaking a question I needed an answer to as I looked into Daemon's eyes.

"You know as well as I do, I do not covet our brothers throne.. as do you." Daemon's face was serious, but he grinned, speaking his nonsense that I've heard from him before.

"Stop with the words of shit, even you want power, with your gold cloaks and Caraxes, with your refusal to leave this shit city and live in comfort within the Vale.. Why is that?" I spoke pointing out what he was doing, even a blind man could see between his bullshit.

"Our brother needs someone by his side, unlike you who stayed away, for thrill of battle and war. I was here, do not speak as if I spread words of mistrust as Otto and the rest of the snakes in his court do, hoping to sway his thought to their own ends." Daemon said, trying to justify his actions for being here, I knew he cared deeply for Viserys as did I, but no one, not even him can deny his want for power.

"Oh, my mistake, as I dug in, killing and setting fire. You stayed within the city, helping our brother.." Hearing his words, my mind thought on the bullshit that he just threw in my face, my body raising as I rolled my shoulders slightly. "As you ate at celebrations, drank your wine, fucked your whores, and found your fun in your little gold cloaks. I sat on a battlefield, yet I am the one to blame.. here I am Daemon, how long do you plan to live in the shadows of lies? huh, how long will you cry like a child in want of power, yet when I ask you, you faint as if you stayed here without purpose." I watched Daemon stand, his body relaxed but his hand ready, my eyes looking into his as his woman touched his arm.

"Was it not you who chose to be a hound? one ripe for the hunt, Mad prince.." Daemon said, I could see his face was complicated, his eyes a mix of different emotions, while he looked over my face.

"I merely did what no one else would do, not even you.. as you sat at our brothers side, watching as the crows feasted on his still living body." I said, I cared deeply for my brothers, I wanted him to speak the truth as we did when we were younger, but he never was the same.

"Enough Maliketh, there is no need to open old wounds. I will not deny my want for more, but i do not want his throne, Viserys is weak, his want for peace clouds his mind of his court." Daemon looked into my eyes, my eyes different from when we were children as I spoke about what I've done for my brother, his voice giving up as he watched me relax.

"I fear to sit on that throne, maybe what both of you say is true, maybe I truly lack the patience for such things." Daemon said, sitting down once more as I felt sunkiss touch my back, pulling me back in between her legs.

"Maybe that is so, I know I can not rule, my mind is to lost for it. Madness will only bring more of what I hate the most.." I said, sitting down as we came to an understanding, Daemon's face changing slightly as he watched me close my eyes.

"War.." He said with his head to the ceiling. "It seems you were born for that very purpose, even if you hate it so much.." He continued, his words falling on my ears as I could hear echoing within my woken mind . "Maliketh.. about Baelor.. I should have.." His words soon shifted as I could hear sorrow of a faint whipser as he spoke.

"There is no need, he died as he wished to live.. A warrior.." I said, waving my hand to his words, my eyes becoming glassy, i understood his words but they were lost on me, for all the things at the tips of my fingers, even i can not change the past.

"I feel something will happen, I do not know what it is, but Otto and mellos have been moving strangely as of late." Shaking my head to my thoughts, I spoke about why I was here, and why I asked if he wanted the throne.

"What worry do you have for the grand maester.. and what concern would that bring for Viserys?" Daemon questioned, shaking his head as he stood to pour wine.

"Mellos has been over the care of Aemma, yet talks in private with Otto on the matter, not our brother.." I told him what the ming have seen lately, it was strange to me, why Otto would be so concerned about Aemma.

"Viserys can not see to every matter, does Otto's worry for Aemma warrent such thoughts?"Daemon was confused, and even I didn't fully know but I was worried none the less.

"A grand maester that listens to a man who is always undermining you or me at every turn, you think it not strange he would worry about the happenings of a new heir, one that surely in his time would have a new hand at our interference in his life.." I said, I didn't know what it was but I was sure Otto who was lord of nothing would grow worried.

"You think him capable of doing anything to Aemma, with your ming within the shadows? And for what purpose." Daemon said, it was clear he heard my words but took them with a grain of salt.

"A man who is set to inherit nothing, a man whose path is set to be a hand nothing more, do you think im not worried of the future. Beware a hungry dog, lest it bite the hand that feeds it.." I said as I tilted my head to the corner, Daemon followed as a ming stepped out of the shadows, dropping the body of a boy on the ground, his neck broken as the women looked on shocked, letting small cries escape their lips.

"Shh.. if you have no stomach for it, leave.." I said to the Sunkissed who held my arm, petting her head lightly as she turned her head away.

"What shit is this brother.. are you in the business of killing children now?" Daemon said, casting his eyes on the boy and then on me, his face calm at the sight as I laughed lightly.

"He was sent by lord Hightower, though he had no information, he merely reported about prince Daemon's and your movements lord." it was the ming who spoke, his body moving gently to one knee as he bowed, pointing at the boy on the ground.

"Do you still not think it strange? what need would he have for spies?" Waving my hand as the ming grabbed the boy's neck, bowing his head lightly before disappearing into the dark.

"It seems your words have merit, Viserys invites snakes within his court, crawling on the floor as if unseen.. Now tell me what is it you wish to do Maliketh.." Daemon said leaning forward with a smile as he questioned me.

"Hmm, maybe I should break his hands, and see if he has the required knowledge to fix them.."