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“I am no Princess, Viserys. I am a Queen. A Khaleesi at that. I do not want a new husband. I am happy with Khal Drogo, but you don’t see that in your eyes,” Daenerys said, staring her brother down. “We? There is no we. I will be taking my throne with or without you. You’ll just be in my way.”

“Westeros will not accept Khal Drogo. I hardly think they would accept you as their ruler dear sister. There hasn’t been a true woman ruler outside of marriage to a King. Dorne perhaps but our throne is not in Dorne now is it? You need me Daenerys. Without me where would you be?” He paused waiting to her her reply. “No, you’d be dead. Mother died birthing you, I was the one that kept you alive before and after Ser Darry. I starved and begged so you could eat and live. So you could be….be a Khaleesi.”