The Summer Islands

Daemon smiled a little, looking into Tyria's eyes for a second, before looking back at his council. "We shall go to the Summer Islands in full ****. go and prepare." They all nodded, leaving Tyria and Daemon alone together. Daemon wrapped his arms around Tyria, smiling as he kissed her tenderly. "Excited to see your home again?" Tyria smiled affectionately, softly kissing Daemon before answering. "My home is wherever you are, my king." She got off him, smiling as she headed off. "I'll get ready for the journey, my king~" Daemon smiled, watching her go, her perky ass swaying seductively as she went. Daemon pulled his pants up and grabbed his sword, the blood red diamond in the pommel shining brightly as he went out towards Sea-Dragon, his massive flagship, complete with armored plating, arrow slits, and one of his unique advantages, Valyrian fire. As he walked, he reminisced about the events leading up to his meeting with Tyria.

(The next few chapters will take place a couple of years in the past, and will provide lots of backstory on Daemons past, as well as Tyrias and Vicors. Also, lots of sex and Summer Island babes along for the flash back.)