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Viserys quite frankly wishes he was anywhere else than in the small council chambers whilst lord lyman beesbury drones on about taxes and other insignificant things.
He notes that all of the other members of the small council look bored out of their minds. The more Viserys thinks about it he should have canceled today’s meeting. It was far too hot to be sequestered in some chamber listening to Lyman droning on about taxes of all things.
Besides he was tried he had been up talking with his sister until the hour of the wolf about Valyrian history and they had been discussing all his model of old valyria which she had taken surprising interest in unlike Aemma.
He quickly beckons Rhaenyra his cupbearer over for some wine and whilst he drinks the sweet arbor red wine. He finds his thoughts wandering to his sweet sister Daenys.
He still hasn’t forgotten her detailing the abuse she suffered under the hands of house Celtigar. Times like this made him wish that he had a dragon. He would have exterminated house Celtigar like Meagor the cruel had done with Harroway. Her marriage to Gaemon Celtigar had brought him more rage that when he learned of his to Aemma arryn. Though he now thinks perhaps it is better that he lacks a dragon. If he had one he would have taken daenys and fled when he learnt of his and aemma’s marriage or house celtigar would have been reduced to ashes when he learned how they abused his sister
Finally Lyman the bore stops speaking and he is able to dismiss the small council. He sees the gratitude on the faces of everyone in the room before they all , quickly exit leaving only him and his daughter.
“ Rhaenyra what are you off to” he asks his daughter
“ The dragonpit to vist syrax and perhaps a ride around the city” she replies “and you father ?” she asks
“ I have a meeting with you aunt”
Immediately Rhaenyra’s smile turns into a frown.
“ Perhaps you spend too much time with her” she grumbles
Viserys stops in his tracks
“ Who I vist and when I vist them is of no concern to you Rhaenyra , I am your king and father , I do as I wish” he sharply retorts
His daughter stares in shock before quickly scurrying away. Perhaps he had been too sharp he thinks but he quickly changes his mind.
Aemma had spoiled that girl too much if she wants to rule to realm she needs to learn maturity.
Besides the king thought who should dictate how much time he spends with his sister.
As he walks down the halls of the keep he remembers his childhood. He remembered the day his mother passed. His father , the strong prince Baelon the brave sobbed with only the good queen , the old king and his uncle Aemon offering his father comfort.
He had known that his mother was weak after the birth of his sister but he never expected that she would pass. Then he remembers seeing his sister for the first time after their mothers passing. She had the same eyes as her. His father sobbed again whilst Daemon looked away in disgust but all Viserys could feel was happiness his mother had left a piece of her with them.
When he was younger he didn’t understand why his father couldn’t bear to be around his sister but now as he was older and saw her again he could understand it.
Besides her hair color she was the splitting image of their mother. He then looked back on some of his memories, realizing how vicious his father was to his sister.
Unlike his father and daemon he loved her. He was with her the day she took her first steps , her first word was his name. They were always together.
He was always in her life and his life only really began when she was alive.
He finds himself in front of her room as usual these past few weeks. He orders ser harold to stand guard in front of the door. The man looks at him with a disapproving glare for a quick second before quickly schooling his expression and nodding .
“Sweet sister . ” he says observing her on her bed
At when she sees him she quickly runs over to him and jumps in his arms
“ I’ve missed you so much” he says
“ Really brother, we were up yesterday till all hours of the night.” she replies
“ Yes well it is very boring here everyone is so dull , now tell me what have you been doing.”
She gives him a beautiful smile before regaling him with her day and the interesting books she found about their motherland, old valyria. Whilst she is talking his mind wanders to Aemma Aryn .
She had never shown any in their motherland or learning high valyrian or even claiming a dragon. It had puzzled him , every Targaryen he knew thought highly of their heritage. He supposed that is was her andal blood from her father tainting her mind. Then again her mother daella was a lackwit who also showed little interest in her culture or so he was told , perhaps Aemma had inherited that discrepancy from her mother.
However he focuses his mind off of her and brings himself to think of happier thoughts of his sister who smiles as she happily discusses the history of their ancestral land.
The one good thing that woman gave him was his lovely Rhaenyra whom inherited none of her flaws .
He says outloud “ Sweet sister I will give you the world”
She looks up shocked from her book before replying “ A dragon. Could I have a dragon brother , it is my birthright.
She looked at him pleadingly
Something in his heart churned and he said yes. “Dreamfyre still resides in the pit you can claim her if your brave enough.” he said jokingly knowing she was “ we can go now i you’d like”
That earned him a hug before they departed for the dragon pit.
An hour later they were in the dragon pitt. His sister sprints forward when she learns of where dreamfyre’s nest is.
Some of the dragon keepers try to converse with him however he doesn’t pay them any mind to focused on his sister. He swears one of them mentions something about a mistake but suddenly he hears shouts and roar before dreamfyre surges out of the doors of the pit with Daenys on her back .
The dragon circles the city once before landing outside of the dragon pit again. She runs into his arms with a look of pure delight.
Something inside of Viserys targaryen's heart shifts , a few moons ago he was married to an andal sheep now he will be married to a targaryen dragon rider he knows this
