everyone rises to their feet bowing in respect as he approaches, white hair lighting up the room and they announce him Prince Daemon of House Targaryen, Rider of the Dragon Caraxes, Wielder of Dark Sister, Commander of the City Watch and the Gold Cloaks, Heir to the Iron Throne, the announcement wasn’t necessary though, everyone knew who he was, the Rogue Prince. As he walks further in the throne room, he looks proud and tall. He walks in the room like he commands it, he owns it. He grins

Prince of the City