He smirked raising an eyebrow. “Well I can go back to shouting if you’d prefer?” He asked,eyes twinkling with amusement until he hear her next words and his face fell cheeks getting rosy in color and he stuttered. “No that’s not…I didn’t mean it…I mean if we’re being honest I mean I do think about you but–not” Viserys groaned as he was shushed by Relena even after told him not answer. Greatful to not have to go on.
“I was going to pull you in for a short embrace and tell you that I’m an idiot but…” He shrugged “I didn’t know how you were feeling about” he did a vauge gesture between them. “Ah, well. Glad to know how to win the wars at home” the words slipped out and for a minute he stared at her. Home. This place, Westeros was home the keep was home but now….home was staring at him and he felt his heart beat faster as it had when he declared him affection for her.
“You should get back to your Chambers…and I mine. I’m quite sure I can get some good sleep now that times passed” he suggested quickly hoping to pass over the way he had looked at her, spoke about her. “Has…ah..Lord Stark suggested a date for our Wedding?” He asked
“A very kind offer, but no thank you.”, Relena declined his offer of continuing to shout at each other with a little grin upon her lips. Her hand came down upon her forehead, slightly covering her eyes as Viserys kept talking, after all there was a reason why she had told him not to answer her question. “You should just stop talking…”, she muttered quietly, uncertain whether she was talking to him of herself. The queen raised an eyebrow, giving the Targaryen a strange look when he was gesturing between them. “I truly think you need to sleep.” Relena lowered her gaze for a short moment when he spoke of home, uncertain what she was supposed to reply, therefore she simply remained quiet until he spoke of his chambers again. “Well, if your sister is still… busy, the chambers in the maidenvault are all empty.”, she informed him, her eyebrows narrowing a bit before mumbling: “And we should really change the name of that.”
The young stag got ever so flustered when the wedding was mentioned, blinking several times, while she took a deep breath. “No, he hasn’t yet… but I was thinking that… perhaps we should wait until the impending winter is over? I mean, the snow could start falling any day now…” If she was honest, Relena wasn’t looking forward to the wedding, it had nothing to do with Viserys, but once a woman was married, there were certain expectations of delivering and heir as soon as possible, but she wasn’t just any woman, she was the queen and childbirth was to women what war was to men.
“Yes. Sleep. Sleep sounds good” he told her, nodding in agreement. “The maiden vault does need a name change. Viserys heard the hesitation in her voice when she spoke about the wedding and his mouth dropped open.
"O..oh.” he started trying to not sound disappointed “it’s just the winter could last longer than anyone expects…” Viserys sighed before taking a step closer to her. “If I could I’d marry you now.” He admitted to her taking her hand in his, a firm grasp on her hand. “But if you wish to wait…than so be it. Who am I to disagree with his queen and wife?” He asked, a soft chuckle came from his mouth.
“I will propose the same thing Tyrion did to Sansa, Relena. Our wedding night and onward if you do not wish for me to…us to… consamate than I won’t force it upon you.” He let her know, no matter how much he wanted her in and outside of the marriage bed he wouldn’t be a brute and force himself on her.
“Though if I did try I know very well that you would chastise me into submission and yell at me” if tonight had been any indication that was. The elder Targaryen pulled the Eldest royal into his arms and kissed her forehead. “Let’s get some sleep.” He told her as he started to walk towards the door
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