He’d been searching for Daenerys for hours, too long in fact and he was starting to panic. ‘don’t keep your eyes off her Viserys’ he had told himself and what had he done? Taken his eyes off her for a second to watch a servant nearly crash and spill a bottle of wine on the floor and now his sister was gone. He skidded past the hallway, sliding a bit in his boots and he tried to halt his movement as he spotted the dark hair of his brother’s wife.
“Lyanna!” He called out, forgoing all tittles and what not for the moment. “Have you seen Dany?”
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