“Happy to see a Targayren so close to the Throne again? Or does it give you flashbacks to my father…Shall I practice keeping my back to you so you can get a better aim for your sword?” Viserys asked as he leered at the Lannister as he approached the Targaryen who had just finished a meeting with Lord Stark and Relena.
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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