There was a small embarrassed smile as he was turned back towards the mirror and he thought back to how he would do this very thing for Daenerys growing up and it brought back a mixture of good and bad memories. At the mention of Illyrio, Viserys frowned as he inspected her handiwork and gave a approving nod. “Yes, they took too much off but it’ll grow back” He replied “How long shall I grow it dear sister? As long as yours or perhaps a bit shorter?” He laughed, a low chuckle coming through though it was short lived.
As she spoke of her dragons, Viserys was still taking in the sights and beauty of the pyramid and gave nods to her instructions. He imagined the dragons of the past as they grew smaller had been more manageable and less terrifying, no more annoying than a dog. But these…The two dragons curled up were already a sight to see and it was close to bringing Viserys to tears and he was breathless.
And than there was Drogon, rising to meet his mother and he watched as the dragons moved and interacted and watched Dany touch the one she called Drogon and he felt as he was dreaming still, like he couldn’t breathe even if he had air forced inside his lungs. Viserys slowly put his hand out and placed it as was directed and ever so softly moved it up and down and that’s when he felt tears streaming down his cheeks as he tried not to get too choked up with emotions but he took a closer step getting bold now as he imagined the future that these dragons brought and meant for not only them but for himself and Daenerys.
He felt Drogon huff as Viserys scratched his nose and a bright smile came to his face. “They’re beautiful Dany. Gorgeous.They are truly powerful and fearsome creatures yet I can sense their loyalty to you, their love. Drogon and you share quite the bond.” Viserys told her still in awe of the dragons and he pulled his hand back as Drogon shifted more.
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