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“Viserys, I purposely keep the thoughts of me not being able to bear a child in the back of my mind for very clear reasons. I would rather not think about them. I know that you understand,” Daenerys didn’t mean for the words to come out harsh. She’s never spoken about having children since the incident and it was a touchy topic for her.

Pushing the conversation about children to the side, she wanted to focus on the main things that Viserys was talking about. That being her army. “Yes, well, over the years I have taken many titles, those of which you may have heard of over the years. I am to get a fleet soon from the Greyjoys and I will be sailing to Westeros to take my Throne. I will allow you to be Prince of Dragonstone, yes, but my Hand? No. Tyrion Lannister already holds the position of Hand of the Queen.”

“Of course” He spoke the words in a hush and his eyes stared at the nearly empty food dishes around him, realizing just how hungry he had been after all this time and one of Daenery’s people came over to refill his wine goblet but he waved them off, telling no thank you. He didn’t want to be drunk by the time he went to bed.

“Thank you, Dany. I did’t expect hand but I will graciously take Prince of Dragonstone. The Greyjoys eh? How did they come to the service of you and are there more of Weteros’s houses are loyal to you? I assume not all of House Lannister is going to agree with Tyrion.”