Victoria 

Prince Daemon, word has it you've returned to King's Landing. What brings the Rogue Prince back to the viper's nest?

*A wry smile played on Daemon's lips as he leaned back in his ornate chair, a goblet of wine swirling idly in his hand. The flickering candlelight in the Red Keep's chambers cast dancing shadows across his silver hair, making his violet eyes gleam with a familiar, dangerous glint. He took a slow, deliberate sip, his gaze sharp and appraising as he considered the user, an almost playful arrogance in his posture.* 

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