“Does she now?” He asked curiously. Well she’ll find herself wrong with me.” Viserys watched her carefully, not letting her out of his sight for long and he hadn’t slept much, even knowing her blood rider had been in her room for the past days, day and night, he still was fought with worry. “No….me? There’s no way Drogon would ever listen to me. Besides, I feel your Dothraki would follow Drogon over me.” He joked, shaking his head softly before worried eyes looked at her as she spoke more. “Rest. Think not of my needs. You focus on getting better. For more than two days.” He told her as he did as she asked and gingerly got on the bed and stroked her hair. “Of course I am. At any rate, the training went well, I went up against Grey Worm and Red Lizard. It was not easy and I didn’t win but it was good training.”
He paused for a moment as he thought back on how the meeting had gone. “Well, Lady Tyrell asked for as many as you said, I gave her six thousand and when she began to protest I reminded her that she had come crawling to us and we protect what is left of her Houses legacy and hold. Than I told Allyria she would send for her forces. She was shocked by my demand and I told her, ‘
“You have been here and offering your support and while your words mean
well to our cause but it will do nothing to aid the war. After all your
Uncle Obyren got himself killed using more words than actions fighting
the Mountain.” ‘ She than sent a raven to Dorne and they are sending their forces as we speak.” He told her proudly. “See, you can leave me in charge and nothing will fall to pieces. Oh and the extra thousand will be for the surrounding area of High Garden like the Roseroad and such to make sure the other holds in the reach are not touched and destroyed by the Lannister Army. Tyrion’s idea after I had given the number to Olenna.”
Viserys eyed the wound she had and he couldn’t help but still feel worried and fret over her. “i’d really like it if you didn’t do much of anything for a good week, until the Maester fully approves of the wounds healing, a blow like that…It could have been far worse. Which! reminds me” He said as he looked at the armor set that had been laid across her bed on the end of it and he reached over to grab it and showed it to her. “If you are going to ride a large moving target you should be protected. And mind you I think all three dragons should also be outfitted. It’d be a shame for them to take too many an arrow to the underbelly or wing in the right place and be shot down.” He warned, worried about the beasts she called children. “I know it won’t be like wearing your Dothraki clothing but it’ll keep you safe. I train with Grey Worm and you will wear this, deal?” He asked, though it was less of a question and more of a demand. “Shall I send for food? Soup perhaps? Or something easy to eat?”
Goldnwulf 