“So you want me to believe that all you know about this… matter by hearsay?”, Relena questioned, her eyes fixing on Viserys as she raised her eyebrows, completely dismissing the point he had obviously tried to make, for her priority was somewhere different entirely. “Well, then there is an easy solution to all of this.”, she said with a shrug. “I simply don’t have children at all, and we are just going to pray that I outlive Joffrey, I mean he is just a year younger than me, chances are good that it will work out.” Of course the young queen was aware that this was not an option out all, after all one of the reasons why this union was proposed was to produce an heir with both Baratheon and Targaryen blood to sit the Iron Throne after her, but the thought of not having to full fill this duty was quite the pleasant one if she was honest.
“You are still talking about my little brother.”, Relena reminded him. It was one thing if she called Joffrey a monster, but it was something different entirely when someone else did it. She tilted her head, giving Viserys a disapproving look. “Myrcella is still between Joffrey and Tommen, she would be the next in line after him.” Since Relena had taken the throne over her brother, it would only make sense if Myrcella would have to take the throne over Tommen as well. And while it displeased her that the silver haired man had forgotten about her little sister, she could understand why he had though of the next possible male heir first, but the words had left her lips before she could think this far.
“My Septa would now say that moments like these are inappropriate.”, the young queen replied in a lowered voice, a little smile upon her lips as she lowered her gaze, though the smile faded as soon as she heard the words ‘quite pissed’. She wouldn’t admit it out loud, but Relena was quite aware of the fact that her Septa had sheltered her a lot, which lead to her disliking any foul speech but now it was a bit too late to change this way of thinking. “I do.”, at least from the books, for her Septa had never allowed for her to stay up this long and once she was queen she had better things to do than to stay up all night looking at stars. “But I still believe that it would be best if we were to retire, there isn’t much left of the night.”
He frowned at her, his eyebrows knitted together at her words about not having a child. Viserys hadn’t thought much about being a father but he was starting to get used to the idea now that he was about to be married and to hear here say it could easily be avoided…”Or you could die of some sickness and leave the kingdom with no heir and Joffrey gods forbid he’s not well behavior wise…” Viserys was getting irritated now. He understood that she was fearful of childbirth but leaving the kingdom to her younger brother should something happen to her? It was almost criminal.
Visery’s excitement had faded as he heard Relena’s words, his shoulders fell and he pouted, keep his face from her eyes until he had an idea. “But from books…They don’t have all of the constellations, in fact…” He began as he turned to face her, a hand pointed out to the window near them. “There’s supposedly a new constellation. No one’s named it yet.” He explained. “It’s a beautiful and rare sight, it needs a name that fits it. Some suggested the Lord of light or some words in Valariyan but I’ve been thinking of one and I wanted your opinion, but I want you to see it first…” He went on as he walked to the window, hoping she’d follow him at least to the window. “Relena. That is what I would name it.” Of course, there wasn’t a new constellation but it was a chance to have her close by him, the sunrise already starting, very slowly rising.
Before Viserys left Relena’s side he kissed the top of her head, “Goodnight, Your Grace” Viserys called as he left her with a smile on his lips and back to his room to sleep what he could before being woken up to ‘start’ the day.
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