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“We are talking about a man who was stupid enough to speak of an attempt on my life at my court, while I was surrounded by courtiers and the guard, I don’t think we need a dragon to outwit this.”, Relena pointed out, she didn’t sound worried, rather insulted that this man actually believed it would be so easy to harm her. 

Good, because this needs to be handled with our minds, not our swords.”, the young queen said, as she watched Viserys calm down. When she heard him talk about his worry, his fear for her life, Relena didn’t know what to say. This was not the right moment for feeling, a situation like this needed to be handled proper and an anger tantrum or foolish behaviour would only make it all worse, therefore she took a deep breath and, for the moment, ignored his sentiment. First and foremost she was a queen and in moments like these, a queen had to function, not feel.

“I thank you Viserys, but there is no need for such formalities. This isn’t an official procedure, this is more of a… conversation.”, the queen said, making a few steps to approach the man. “A conversation between a man, who has committed treason, for which the punishment is death, and, to his luck, a woman that is very fond of the mother’s mercy.” This man had acted more than just incompetent, he had acted like a fool, which lead Relena to believe that he was just a puppet, while the master hid in the shadows. She could just kill the man, according to law, but that would only lead to more snakes slithering towards her, no she need the one who send the snakes in the first place. “But, as we all know, the mother is only willing to bestow her mercy upon those that atone for their sins.”, she added, staring down on the man. “So be honest with me, this was not your idea, was it? Someone sent you, perhaps they promised your gold, or a better life for you and your family, but if I was you, I would ask myself this, on who should I depend, the queen, who can give me all that was promised as well and my life or the man that send me to a certain death, probably already expecting that he will never have to pay?”

No need for…she was going to have a conversation with this man?! Viserys watched as Relena walked towards the man and was amazed at how she was handling this situation. He was starting to come to the conclusion that he wasn’t the only one involved in this attempt at an overthrow and he watched as the man tried to back up from the woman and Viserys leaned forward, waiting to see how this was going to unfold.

“No, it wasn’t.” the man replied shakily. “He said he’d pay me…my wife-she…” His head hung down low as the reality of her words sunk in. “His name is Killian. Lord Killian Wylde”  He confessed. “He and others believe that you shouldn’t sit on the throne. That your brother Joffrey should rule instead. Least of all we have the Begger King and his sister on the throne.” He shot Viserys a glare and his eyes softened when he looked back at Relena. ‘Please…Queen Relena….have mercy on me” The man begged. “I was only in on this for the gold”

Viserys leaned back as the man spoke and his words echoed. He truly was unwanted here wasn’t he? Viserys the would and should have been King was not welcomed by many of his ‘subjects’. Viserys glanced at Relena wondering what she would do.

“I can give you all of the information you need, please just let me live.” The man begged once more his eyes flickering to the guards all around him, wondering if he was going to die at any point in time.