Viserys was shell shocked by the ferocity of his sister as she spoke and
he let go of her arm as she tugged on it to be free. “Seven Kingdoms.
Dorne is one of those of the Great Houses…but you’re right, they need
you should they least fall to their own doom by their hands of the
lioness” he tried once more before he gave up as she went on and he
watched her reaction to being called jealous of Allyria and his mouth
dropped open when the Dornish princess was being accused of wanting to
bare his child and he soon clenched his jaw and gritted his teeth as she
tried to throw the past at him and make it a reversal.

“You just
seem jealous is all. You’ve never once acted like that with any woman
I’ve been around” He told her, taking a deep breath to calm himself.
“She won’t have a Targaryen babe in her because as you said, our
marriage alliance was dissolved when certain parties died and others
thought to be dead.” Viserys tried to wrap his head around his sisters
irrational behavior trying to make sense of it all.

“You
don’t seem right around her, especially when i’m around her. What would
you do if I did decide to marry her? Would you have her killed because
you for some reason cannot stand her near me, no…having her lie in bed
with me?” He questioned as he took steps towards her closing in their
distance so there was hardly any empty space between them. “You know I
love you Daenerys and I shall always be by your side, supporting you and
being there for you. But at some point… marriage alliances must be
made at some point down the line.”

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He had nearly died after being abandoned by Drogo and his sister. Nearly killed by a pot of molten gold. He still hadn’t been sure how he had escaped that death and while he searched the Dothraki Sea in vain for something after being put into exile he had managed to find a small village and they had allowed him to stay and one, a merchant allowed him to accompany him to the nearest city and there he had heard of his sister and her dragons having passed Quarth. Viserys had been given a box from one of the people in Quarth and it had been a dark blue egg, like the ones his sister had which soon hatched and Viserys found himself with a dragon of his own. Rhaellion it was called.

Slave traders. Daenerys had been getting rid of slavery and building an empire in Mereen it seemed as he was taken by a few of the soldiers who wore the same armor and oddly strong and resilient and he was brought before his sister, noting Khal Drogo and quite a few of her precious Dothraki were no where to be seen. “Dany…” Surprise still hit his voice as he stared at her, all grown up and like a queen having grown up since he had last seen her, even more so then from the girl who had hit him with a belt. “You..you look well” He knew he looked worse for ware, trying and failing to keep up his appearances and his dragon rested on his shoulders, younger than Dany’s dragons by quite a bit especially in size. 

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