(High Garden)
The royal procession had reached High Garden the seat of the Tyrells, the wardens of the south. Currently, the King was sitting in Mace Tyrell's seat having moved him out of it, not that the man minded, Mace Tyrell would consider it an honour if his grace wiped his arse with his face. He'd probably even allow him to fuck his wife so he could claim to all his friends at court that he was raising the king's progeny.
However the Lord Paramount of the reach was on his knees begging the king for help "Your grace I implore you to help us, we have already sent two squads of aura users and all have been massacred" his mother Olenna Tyrell sat in a chair in the corner of the Great Hall with her hand covering her face in shame.
The king sat there with a bored expression on his face as he drank from his goblet "So you disobeyed the King's law and now expect me to save you? How laughable, by all rights, I should just take my fine and leave" he says with a small flare of his aura
Mace Tyrell whimpers under the strain of it, while he was also an aura user he was pathetic and had his father had another son he surely would've chosen him for succession. It was only due to his mother's skill and talent in aura that none move against him, Olenna Tyrell was one of the most proficient aura users in the south her ability to conjure and grow vines and thorns is well known. And if the King did leave it would be up to her to fix her son's stupid mistake though no one in High Garden wished to risk her life that way.
"If it pleases your grace, not only will I pay double the fine, but I will also pay 12 cases of a rare Arbour vintage that my mother brought with her when she married my father" This got the King's attention as he sat up in his chair, a servant approached him with a cup in hand that had a red liquid inside with golden swirls. The king wasted no time in tasting the vintage his eyes widening at the explosion of flavour.
"20 cases and I will forgive this transgression" The king immediately stated much to the happiness of Mace.
"However I will not be dealing with this myself, I will leave that in the capable hands of my Squire," he says, the last part being with a small chuckle.
Mace goes to talk but is silenced once again by the king's aura "No more talking to me, explain the situation to my squire and bring me some wine, and serving girls" he commanded as he got up from his seat heading back to his room. This was an act that was incredibly disrespectful as not only did he entirely dismiss one of his vassals but he made his intention to sleep with women other than his wife known to everyone in the hall including his wife who was sat next to him.
Though Rhaella did not have any noticeable change in expression, she was happy that the king's attention was shifting to other women. Daemon had explained after the night they had met in the forest that subtly he will start to think of you as unavailable if he keeps on preventing him from relieving himself. While she had been sceptical it did seem to be working. It made her happy that she worried less about him coming at night but also because Daemon wouldn't need to take punishment to distract the king.
Though now she felt as if the King had held some sort of grudge as the mission he had been given was nothing short of suicide. And he had to do it alone, the only ones capable of completing this mission without injury would be the members of the Kingsguard and the King himself.
Daemon also stood in the room though he was off to the side, when the king left the room he approached the Lord Paramount "I am the Kings Squire, my Lord, if you would please explain the situation in detail I would be glad to help" he said with a smile.
Though Mace already seemed defeated as he walked up to his now vacated chair and took a seat "A year ago I forcefully unlocked the Aura of a Lion that I obtained from the Westerlands, I didn't expect much but when the Lion didn't die I was overjoyed, I thought perhaps if I could tame the beast then I would make up for my lack of skill" he explained with a reigned look.
Daemon didn't know much about Aura beasts, he knew that a 'Magician Type' could conjure animals that would follow their commands, though the only aura creatures he had heard of not being conjured were Dragons. They were unbeatable with their mix of aura and magic, even a Scorpion bolt bounced off their scales when enforced with aura, the only thing that could kill a dragon was a dragon and that they did.
"The Lion grew quickly eventually reaching the size of a horse, it was then we lost control and it attacked its trainers killing everyone there and leaving a path of blood as it escaped into the surrounding forests, our scouts have reported it has set itself up in a cave south of here" he finishes getting a nod from Daemon.
"I shall slay the beast and return soon," he says simply much to the lord's amusement, this beast had killed over a dozen aura users, and one squire didn't stand a chance.
Daemon bowed and left the room heading for the chambers he'd been given, as he went inside he was quickly followed by the Queen who has Ser Barristan with her. She has a worried look on her face, something that has become all too common, she pulls him into a hug "You shouldn't go, please I can talk to my husband, mayhaps he will listen" she said desperately.
"She's right lad, Aura beasts are on a different level, it's why they are so rare, an animal that can control their aura shows how special they are, and while they may never develop their abilities they are already leagues above people when it comes to their physical abilities, when you enhance that with aura you will have an animal many times stronger and faster than you even as a beginner. Barristan explains he'd been lucky enough never to encounter an aura beast but even he knew he'd have a difficult time subduing one.
Daemon smirks "I'll be fine, it isn't the first time I've had to fight someone stronger than me, if I survive I'll be stronger for it" he states resolutely though this is not the answer the Queen is looking for as she hits him in the shoulder "Stop being foolish, this is something far above your abilities" she states tough Daemon just shakes his head.
"I won't know until I try, perhaps I will surprise you all and walk back wearing a new pelt," he says with a smirk. Though Rhaella feels her frustration reaches a boiling point and so just huffs and leaves the room.
"Be careful lad, and don't forget at the end of the day an animal is still an animal" With that last piece of advice, Barristan leaves following his charge outside.
Daemon nods his head as he picks up his Valyrian steel sword, he packed some herbs and bandages that he had taken to carrying around with him since he got injured quite frequently, he also brought some spare clothing as he didn't know how long he could be out there. He would get a tent from the camp quartermaster on the way out.
He was ready to go and face something that more likely than not would kill him, though he hoped that perhaps it would push him to a new level.
(AN: Tbh I had to figure out how to make Dragons more relevant in this world when aura exists. So I just gave them aura. Plus they're going to be more like DnD dragons.)
Support for some Dragon pussy
Patreon.com/captainalfie78works