HEY! That’s my drunk father you are talking about
Well both your mother and father’s families had mine killed so… #sorrynotsorry
It had been a long day and he wasn’t quite sure why he felt so tired, it wasn’t like he had all of Relena’s engagements and meetings and paperwork to go through.
So he made his way to his and Relena’s bed chambers deciding it was late enough in the day maybe he could get away with a short nap. He didn’t have anything on his agenda till dinner later that night after all.
It was shortly after he entered the room he spotted Relena and his eyebrows furrowed as he watched her, bent over what looked like a chamber pot and that’s when he heard the sound of vomiting.
At first worry seeped in as he looked at the dark haired Queen until he realizes she hadn’t been eating quite the same at dinner as of late….no…if she was with child she would have told him when she was certain of it wouldn’t she?
“Relena? Are you…you okay?” He asked, waiting to see if she’d tell him what was really going on, assuming he had put the right puzzle pieces together and she was indeed carrying their child.
“Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger, I am his and he is mine from this day until the end of my days.“
They were married in the eyes of the Seven and for the whole Kingdom to see. Viserys knew Relena was beautiful, but seeing her in the wedding dress, the elaborate embroidery, the colors of it even played on her features.
 "With this kiss, I pledge my love,“Â
Viserys leaned down, nerves racking his whole being, trying his best to not shake as he kissed Relena’s lips with his own and as he pulled away he could hear someone talking about the feast.