Viserys awaited the Northerns words, already knowing what he was going to say. Dany had mentioned it to him and well, Viserys was interested in what this Jon Snow had to say. “A threat from beyond the wall? The same wall that’s stood for eight thousand years to keep threats at bay with your people’s precious Nights Watch…”

Viserys gave a dismissive tone as he spoke. Surely this man simply meant Wildlings. If the men of the famed Nights Watch couldn’t handle a few Wildlings then perhaps he should enlist in their help to rid himself of any threats the crown would hold. It’d worked with the Dothraki.

“My sister tells me you speak of things called…What was it again? White Walkers? Things children are told of to be fantasy. You believe they are out there once more, is this not correct?” Viserys was suspicious of the man and his agenda. But part of his reasoned caution and to listen to what Daenerys had already heard, it seemed important and well, a few years back dragons were thought to have been no longer living breathing beings, stuck forever in memory and stories. But yet, here the Targayens sat, three dragons at their despoil.