thestormlioness:

“Many things indeed.”, Relena said, her gaze falling upon the ring on her finger for a brief moment. “Like the family name, your lands and titles and first and foremost, what to do with the houses that sided with you and your claim, ow that our houses are to be united.”, she said, her eyes lifting to find his. The Tyrells and the Martells have stood against her family twice now, and she wouldn’t let it come to a third time.

“The sooner they know the better, unless of course you want to tell your sister first?”, the queen questioned. “I would never demand that you wait to tell her… and then she could tell Tyrion, and he can tell my mother, she is used to hearing bad news from him.”, she added mumbling, for she was certain that her mother would not be delighted to hear the new. For a moment Relena’s teeth sunk into her lower lip, before saying: “And I just want to say that… I am sorry that I am not good at expressing emotions.”

Viserys hadn’t thought of all that she had been thinking of and he rattled his brain for answers. “They will surely fall in line at the union, will they not? I know there are some to fall out of grace but…” Viserys sighed. “If they are to rebel then they rebel against the crown. Treason. Dragonstone has been our ancestral home and part of the Targayren tittles. I’d like to keep it as such, if not only for myself and our- but also, also for Daenerys.” Viserys had no idea of what the family name or whatever else would come of their marriage.

The idea of Cersei finding out through third of fourth hand was scarier thought then her finding out with everyone else and he shook his head. “Believe me, i want to tell her, but it’s best if we just inform the small council and none else.”  His eyes darted around the room, almost paranoid that Cersei was lurking around a corner. “It’s fine.” He told her giving a simple shrug and gestured his head to where the small council were surely to be.