“Viserys, do you like the dress Mommy made for me?” the young princess asked her brother excitedly. The siblings and their mother had reached Dorne from Dragonstone and Daenerys had never seen a more beautiful place in her life.
Viserys looked at the incoming blur that was Daenerys as he tried not to jump having not expected her to come up to him so excited. “Are you sure you didn’t make it? Mom can do way better. You shouldn’t be allowed to hold a needle” He told her as he turned his attention to the Dornish landscape. It had been a long trip from Dragonstone and Viserys was afraid that every day his mother and their own lives would be taken from them despite his mothers reassurance that everything would be okay once they were able to reach Dorne. “We’re to meet with the Dornish Prince’s and Princess’s don’t you have anything better to wear?”
Goldnwulf 