When he heard the news, his mouth had dropped open. His sister was serious. He scoffed at her when she used his own words of a marriage proposal against him and his mouth closed once more. He paced around the gardens, his hands behind his back momentarily before he reached out with a hand to look at a flower before sighing, his eyes glancing up at the sky. It was his own words that had gotten him in the position and while it hadn’t been the ideal way to go about getting what he wanted, he figured this was the most diplomatic way to go about it all.
His name spoken by her, made his snap out of his thoughts as he approached her and saw her hand rise, he took it in his own, tenderly holding on to it as his lips pressed to the fair skin of the woman. “Relena.” He greeted, trying his best to sound warm and inviting, offering his arm for her to take. He by no means expected her to but figured it would be the right thing to do as Jorah and Tyrion had mentioned a few things on the subject of courting a woman. “I am….I too hope you are having a more pleasant day.” Viserys cringed at his own words. How awful and awkward those words sounded, he glanced at her, watching for her reaction until his eyes caught a bird in the path way and took in the air as a breeze drifted through.
“I’ve missed this.” He commented. “The air. I never thought I would. Silly almost.” A hint of a smile ghosted his lips as he spoke. “Traveling from place to place, outrunning those who’d harm my sister and I…I never stopped to take anything in.” Viserys breathed deeply, exhaling with a pleased sigh. “Everything in King’s Landing…Even the stench of Flea Bottom and the surrounding areas…Even that smells better then some of the places I’ve been” Viserys’s eyes were back on Relena and just as his shoulders relaxed, they tensed up, his guard had been brought down momentarily by memories and his violet eyes focused on the path in front of them. “How has court been for you before our arrival?” He asked, trying to think of things to ask.
For a moment the girl stared at his arm wondering how rude she would seem and how displeased her hand would have been if she had she not accepted it. Therefore, barely able to hold back a sigh, she reached for the arm he had offered her. Relena blinked a few times and tilted her head upon hearing Viserys’ rather strange words. “The day has been very agreeable.”, she said, the world slowly leaving her mouth, still slightly taken by surprise by his statement.
For a moment the queen lowered her head, as she listened to his words. She had to remind herself who he was, that he was the son of the Mad King, a traitor in fact and that back then, when her father still ruled, it was necessary to find them, to get rid of him and his sister to secure the Baratheon reign and most of all, Relena had to remind herself that she could not feel any kind of pity of him or his circumstances.
She was the queen and even though he was here to court her, she could never forget that he would always remain her enemy.
“The court has always been pleasant.” What else was she supposed to say? Until she was crowned queen Relena had spent almost her entire life in one chamber, with only the company of her septa and her ladies occasionally tending to her and once she was queen everyone seemed to be bending over backwards to please her. "Though my courtiers enjoy walks through the gardens more than I do, but alas I cannot depraver them of their joys just because I do not share them.“, she said with a sigh, her gaze roaming through the flowers. Usually when she spent private time with a member of her court they invited her on a stroll through the gardens and most of the time she agreed, despite her neither enjoying the smell of the flowers nor the constant sun upon her pale skin.
He was about to speak, saying something about how it was nice that court had been pleasant when she spoke again, watching her gaze fall on the flowers. Visery’s ever so slowly began steering her away from the gardens. What else was he supposed to do? If this were Dany he’d have done the same thing, least now he would have. Before his near death experience maybe he wouldn’t have been so inclined to. Telling her how he’d wanted to spend more time here and to not wake the dragon. “What…What do you enjoy doing?” He finally asked as they were farther from the gardens, once again approaching the keep.
He had some notion of what Ladies would do but not enough to be fully knowledgeable on the subject and he hated going to Jorah and Tyrion for any more advice on these things then he already had done. Viserys wondered if they along with Dany were watching them from far away, most likely betting on his downfall. Relena and his sister seemed to be on fairly good terms and this only angered him more and was part of the reason why he was here now. To prove multiple points to people. He wasn’t like his father, he could woo a girl, and he didn’t have anger issues.
“We can go do and be anywhere you’d like…I just suggested the Gardens for my own reasons.” Viserys told the dark haired beauty, stopping briefly under the shade of the trees. He remembered her words she had spoken to him in the Great Hall, she was right, he had acted like a child. But could she really blame him? What was his, what made him…ripped away from him. His life, his family…Even if he gained Dany by losing his mother…He was a child who was crying out and never got what he wanted and now that he was older and in better circumstances he was going to change things.
“After all you are the Queen” He said sighing and giving a half roll of the eyes, half joking with her, or at least his attempt at one. Viserys was horrible at courting. He had no idea how any of this worked. He’d really only been half instructed and now the other half was just blindly going about it. It wasn’t till a guard nearby made a few too many comments about Viserys and from what he could hear, about his sister as well that he almost forgot all manner and decorum, leaving Relena to confront the man but as he was about to take more steps further, his fist clenched, his jaw stern and his eyes blazing, he stopped himself.
“Let’s go.” He ordered Relena, grabbing her hand in his, not knowing where he was going expect he wanted to be far from the guard and his thoughts on what he would have liked to do or at the very least say. He dropped her hand as he realized he’d dragged her, practically, away from the nice shade of the tree and gave a frustrated sigh. Just when he thought things were going well, he had to ruin it.
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