Who Comes Before The Gods (слэш)

Prince Daemon scanned the group. “Ah, there! That girl next to Lord Amos will do well enough.”
Aeron realized in the awkward silence that Prince Daemon was looking directly at him. “Your … your grace?” he asked, utterly bewildered.
“You look sturdy enough to endure your family’s enemy abed, at least for a while.” Prince Daemon waved a hand. “See it done."
It was a joke, it had to be. A foul, crude joke, made by a Prince who had no one to tell him to hold his tongue.
And yet no one was laughing.