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“They say your father wasn’t mad to begin with…” Jaime shrugged, watching the Targaryen carefully. He vaguely wondered if this was how everyone else felt whenever they were around him, always suspecting he was going to do something and unable to believe anything he said. Though at least he had a reason to be suspicious of Viserys. “It seems…a little odd that you want such a thing.”

While he knew Jaime was correct about his father he also knew the man had been older when his madness had seeped in and he came down from where he was standing to circle around Jaime, eying him carefully.

“Does it? I am married to your niece, we’re family in a way now. I want all the animosity between us, between the past to be gone. I’ve accepted my father’s role in my Sister and I’s run for our lives. Just as I’ve accepted the role Robert and Tywin played. That your father hadn’t wanted my brothers family murdered.”

Viserys stated as he came to face the older man. “Is it so hard to believe that I want to move away from the past? Don’t you want to be known as something other than Kingslayer?”