“I could yes. But let’s hope they stay dark in color.” Brandon repeated before he gave a shrug to her words on Eddard. “Why not? At war things happen. Maybe they wanted a night together in case they couldn’t be with one another after the war and he died. Robert bedded many a woman, i’m sure on his quest for his ‘betrothed’ he whored.”
As she took the boy from his arms, Brandon gave a relieved a sigh and his shoulders slumped as the tension left him just a bit. “Eddard already knows. Benjen is going to the wall, they’re safe. Benjen more so. What would your father think? By the way Holster, I didn’t get your daughter pregneat before the wedding but this is my son whose actually my nephew, you know…Lyanna. Well she and Rhaegar, yes that Rhaegar had a child from a union and this is it” He asked, truly wondering how she would would handle her father with this situation.
“And if Lysa and Petyr are in correspondence? Lysa would tell him anything. No. I don’t trust her. You know that. “ He looked at Cat holding Jon and he gave a small smile. “You look beautiful with a babe in your arms. It’s almost natural”
‘I love you too Daenerys. It’s fine, listen, just because we are siblings…to be parents soon…I don’t expect you to tell me everything.” Her apologizes were heard but he didn’t need to hear them, those three words that took a new meaning now, were all he really needed. But she continued to speak and he saw something in her eyes and what she wanted to say had gotten trapped but Viserys could see it on her face. He’d known her her whole life, he knew that expression even though she tried to hide it.
“I know. But it’ll be fine. I promise. We’ll get through this as we always have, Together.” Viserys told her before Dany’s lips covered his making speaking impossible and he held her close as she crawled on top and untangling herself from her robe, Viserys chuckled at the sounds she made and kissed her, this time would be like their first, soft and sweet. Loving. Here they were, two people, changed by events that had surrounded their lives, coming back together and now…they would be together in the most intimate of ways and nothing could change it. There was no going back.
Viserys laid on the bed, wide eyed and taking deep breaths trying to regain the air in his lungs and placed a chaste kiss on his lovers cheek before he sat up, pulling her with him so he could look at her more. “Daenerys. Marry me. No longer do I need you to be my heir or you need myself, our child…” He gave a half laugh, still one of nerves as the full weight of what was happening settled on him. “-Our child,” he repeated “Will be the heir to our kingdom and you and I will rule the Seven Kingdoms and beyond. We will conquer more than Aegon did” He thought it a bit ambitious but than again so once had been conquering seven of the eight kingdoms of Westeros.
Brandon also being more of a dumbass unlike Ned. He’d have gone straight to Robert with the whole yours kids are bastards look at them all, they’ve got blonde hair! He also wouldn’t have confronted Cersei like Ned did.
“That it may…We can dye the hair if it turns to be Rhaegars hair color but luckily we know that babes of that linage don’t always have the father’s traits, Rhaegars daughter looked more Dornish than Targaryen. The babe has the eyes of a Stark and the darkness in the few wisps, I doubt they’d turn a silver blonde anytime soon.” Though he knew Cat was more than correct on her knowledge of babes but surely he also had to be right?
“Well…I mean…both our families have fertile seed. I don’t see why not. It would seem a bit odd but what am I to do? Give him to Ned and say it had been Ashara Daynes? Ruin a dead womans reputation as my sisters has been tarnished, saying she had beenrapedby Rhaegar when she looked only of love?” He turned sour in his tone, anger coming back towards the end. “He would try and fail. Cat I don’t know what to do. Either way someone ends up hurt. I’m just trying to find the best solution and that’s why I came to you, why Itrustedyou with this because unlike me you don’t rush into things headfirst. You don’t make stupid decisions that almost end in your death!”
The more he spoke the angrier he got and the louder he became, waking the boy in his arms and he immediately went to hush and calm it down and he glanced at the white tree. “Gods help me..”
He got closer to Cat as she said the name Jon. “I had been angling for a Targaryen name, another Aegon even but Lyanna had wanted the name Jon” The way he spoke was as if he had seen a ghost and he looked beyond Cat, staring at nothing. “It almost lines up too perfectly…the age, birthes and deaths…No my child died. It had to have died.” He was amendment on this now, there was no way Eddard’s bastard had been his son and raised in the North. Though he was sure if it had been that he had been raised in a good home, after all Lyanna spoke well of her brother Eddard and if Robb was anything to go off of, Jon turned out well.
He turned his eyes back to the older woman and he tried to shake the weird feeling he was getting. “Whent curse?” He asked, shaking thoughts from his head before he felt any sicker than he already did. “That’s fortunate that you haven’t had the same problems.”
He didn’t speak word on her comment of taking maidenheads, figuring it best not to comment on such things. “But he won’t. How would he hear of it if it is just you and I who know and well, Eddard but he won’t tell a soul.” Brandon sighed as he glanced down at the child.
“If we had only been married before I had went away…this wouldn’t be an issue, he’d be the second son and no issue…If he’s to be a Snow as it now seems the only option…Not to dishonor you or our first born son I want your word you will treat him as one of our own. He’s not to be hated or looked down upon even if he has to hold the name Snow. He could always be a Stark and have it be so our son is to inherit. Sons have been passed over before in favor of others. It wouldn’t be out of place.” Brandon mentioned, trying to best think on how to make this all work.
“Would the Honorable Eddard Stark tell you if she had been with my child? “ He asked her wondering if she truly believed that he would have not lied to protect something. Rhaegar thought on her words for a moment longer and he had a wild look in his eyes and he spoke with urgency. “Lady Stark…When exactly did Eddard come with his bastard from the Tower? Five months yes but…Lyannna was-My wife was close to birthing before I left for the trident, any moment she could have had the child.” His thoughts jumbled together for a moment as he thought too many impossible thoughts at once and none of them seemed to make sense. No, Robert and Tywin had seen to his lines death. There was no way Lyanna and his child was alive.
“And my mother bore only three alive for more than a year and died giving birth to the tenth, Viserys had been sickly as a babe, ten children and no thanks to my father, my mother was never in the best physical health. Elia couldn’t handle a third, it would have killed her. Sometimes more than three or four is too many for the body. Can you honestly tell me you think you would carry a sixth or a seventh child to term and in good health, either of you if you were to fall with child again?” He asked “Hypothetically of course.”
He gave a small chuckle as she spoke of Robbs engagement. “And how long will that last? Lyanna was to marry Robert and I fancied her and she fancied me. Robb will honor this marriage? He will have her bare his children and not this Jeyne? Beauty sometimes will take over a mans mind more than honor and an engagement. How many bastards have been born outside a marriage? Robb is a man like any other. A great warrior and a strong tactiion but I prey he doesn’t fall into the trap so many of us men fall to. “
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