Tag: Viserys Targayen;; Begger King

thestormlioness:

“Or he will soon have a new wife, in any case, a delighted husband, and isn’t that the only thing that truly matters?”, Relena muttered under her breath. “Usually people wait until they are asked for help.”, the young queen pointed out, the words slowly and clearly leaving her lips. “And considering that you aren’t even a part of the royal family yet, it isn’t even your place to offer help.” She didn’t like that Viserys got involved into her affairs. If he started taking care of matters that were hers to do, people would soon start seeing him as her equal, which would make him her superior in the eyes of every man, something she could not allow, something she told him from the beginning that she wouldn’t allow.

“You aren’t my consort yet.”, the raven haired girl reminded him once more. “My mother was never allowed to be involved in political affairs, and she has never started a feud between houses, perhaps you should meet with her instead of Lord Stark.” For Relena would certainly have to have a word with her Hand herself. “I appreciate your concern for the crown, but when this courtship started I told you that you would be king in name only, I have my reasons for this decision and I wish it to be respected.”

He kept trying to speak but everytime he did, his mouth closed as Relena spoke, his eyes stared at his goblet, if he could it’d have burn a hole through it. “You’re right” Was all he said on the matter, realizing he had indeed overstepped his boundaries. He’d forgotten for a moment what this arrangement meant for him and for them in the long run and he grimaced as it came back to his mind and it stung. The realization he would never be able to really make any impact on his home, what should and could have been his kingdom and it made him bitter.

“Of course. Your mother will love having me as company and you won’t have to worry about me after she strangles me to death.” Hand on the goblet as he took a drink from it. “Contrary to popular belief the wife’s happiness is also a matter that people care about.” He added trying to not sound bitter about anything that his brain was reminding him of and trying his best to not let his emotions rule him before he stood up from the table. “I’ll leave you to finish your meal in peace and return to your duties, Queen Relena” 

Viserys walked away, making sure he didn’t quicken his pace with every step, the need to get away was getting worse the longer he stayed in the hall and he took a large breath and exhaled once he was far away, his violet eyes locked on the way out of the keep and he made his way to the Dragon Pit and called out for Rhaellion seeing his beast in chains pained the Targaryen. “Just like me, huh?” He asked. “Two great dragons reduced to being chained.” Viserys said as he walked close to him, a hand petting the dragon’s snout lightly before he got up on the dragon with ease enjoying the height as his dragon rose up from kneeling and huffed at Viserys.

“I know, but you can’t fly. You have to stay here. People don’t trust you. They will never trust you.” As he spoke he realized how much of his words held meaning for himself as well and he sighed, hugging what of Rhaellion’s neck as he could. “In time perhaps things will change, Rhaellion.” Violet eyes looked at the sky before his dragon shifted to look at who at entered the area and huffed uncertainly, drawing Viserys’s attention towards the person as he laid a hand on him to reassure the dragon was not in danger. “Shouldn’t you be attending to your royal duties?” He asked Relena, almost having to yell from where he was so she could hear, slightly angered that she was here. Shouldn’t she be bothering Eddard or someone, not being here? Why was she here?

thestormlioness:

Quietly Relena observed Viserys converse with her youngest siblings, eating while half listening to what they had to say. “I am to meet with a few ladies that are visiting the court, one of my ladies in waiting wishes to return to her husband to start a family of their own.”, as the last words left the queen’s lips, she could not help but roll her eyes. Her ladies were all around her age and most of them were eager to have children, while she was willing to do almost anything prevent this from happening to her anytime soon. “Except for that I have nothing but the usual to do.”, she then added.

Relena raised an eyebrow, looking at her fiancé. So now he was meeting with her Hand and taking care of matters, without her being informed, to say that this displeased the queen was far from an understatement. “What would you have to get your feet wet for?”, the young woman asked, raising a goblet of water towards her lips. “As far as I recall the duties of a consort are more social than political. While my father ruled my mother jas never even been in the chamber of the small council.”

He noticed her rolling eyes when she spoke of one of her ladies leaving. “Well, that is great, they sound very happy. Those children will be well loved” He gave a smile which faded when spoke again on his own duties for today. “They aren’t conspiring against you if that’s what you think. You’ve seemed stressed as of late so while it’s a matter the council can take care of easily, I asked to help in any way I could, for you, and Lord Stark finally agreed to let me help on the matter.” He went on as he brushed a stray strand of silver away from his face. “Lord Stark didn’t seem too keen on the idea if that has any weight to you.” He mentioned to his future wife.

“I may be a consort but I wish to help you in your duties Relena, understand more of Westeros’s politics since my time away it has changed, and it would do better for any social meetings I need attend to as Consort. We don’t want another mistake that I had last festival. Had Lord Baelish not stepped in I could have started a small feud between two houses” He grumbled. Clearly displeased at the idea of having to relive such an ordeal and just wanting to see that this was for her. “Then you could have more time for more important matters to the crown.”

thestormlioness:

Relena could not help but roll her eyes. “First of all, it is very romantic that you have apparently thought about my death so much… but I was just joking. I am fully aware of my duties.”, she declared. “And I am also aware that one of them is brining at least one legitimate heir into the world… or die trying…”, she said, mumbling the last part under her breath.

A light frown appeared upon the young queen’s forehead, as she crossed her arms in front of her chest, upon hearing Viserys’ words. “Of course from books, how else are you supposed to learn something?”, she questioned, clearly irritated. “Just looking at the starts is not going to tell me anything about them.”, she pointed out, one of her hands waving towards the window. “Hard to believe…”, Relena mumbled, following him towards the window. “I am sure there is some Maester in the Citadel who has already named it.”, she added, stopping next to the silver haired man, her eyes roaming through the night sky. For a brief moment the Baratheon lowered her gaze, when she heard his name suggestion.

Once Relena looked up again, she tilted her head slightly, a few strands of black her falling over her shoulder as she did so, trying to find the new constellation. “Are you really sure there is a new one?”, she asked after a moment, unable to find something she hadn’t seen in a book yet.

The queen’s gaze still focused on the night sky, her eyebrows slightly narrowed, trying to see what he had been talking about, only when Relena felt him kiss her forehead, her eyes let go of the night sky and surprised expression replaced the frustrated one. “Good night…”, she mumbled, perhaps a bit too late, for she had still been surprised by the time these words had left his mouth.

Viserys chuckled. “Well, what can I say? I’m a romantic deep down. Seven knows that you’ve no doubt dreamed of my demise during and before this.” He pointed out. 

Oh, Relena. Viserys thought as he shook his head. “By looking, living and doing. Not just by reading.”  He watched her as she tried to find the star set that didn’t exist. “Oh yes, I’m sure. There’s a new constellation for each great king, or queen that rules. Rhaegar was said to have had one should he have ruled but passed on to the heir of the king who brought peace.” He fibed, spinning his tale as if he’d heard it many a time. “So, that would be you, not my brother…Least this is just what i’ve heard from my mother.” He tried not to smile, giving away the lie. “Didn’t your Septa tell you this story?”

Viserys hadn’t heard her words, having been a bit too far away to hear her voice. The dragon found his bed and slept soundly in it, curled up and cocooned in his cover and furs. Viserys groaned as the combination of sun and noises rousing him, having gotten possibly only four hours of sleep, maybe five at the most. He was dressed and exited his room joining the royal family for breakfast, putting on a smile as he faced the Queen’s mother. The three royal siblings seemed happy enough today. Joffrey didn’t seem as off putting today and this unnerved the dragon. “Good morning. Your Grace,” Viserys gave a small nod at Relena before he took his place at the table and greeted Cersei and the other children. He was still getting used to being allowed to sit at the table with the family and was getting more and more confident with each passing day, which he could only assume irked Cersei.

thestormlioness:

“So you want me to believe that all you know about this… matter by hearsay?”, Relena questioned, her eyes fixing on Viserys as she raised her eyebrows, completely dismissing the point he had obviously tried to make, for her priority was somewhere different entirely. “Well, then there is an easy solution to all of this.”, she said with a shrug. “I simply don’t have children at all, and we are just going to pray that I outlive Joffrey, I mean he is just a year younger than me, chances are good that it will work out.” Of course the young queen was aware that this was not an option out all, after all one of the reasons why this union was proposed was to produce an heir with both Baratheon and Targaryen blood to sit the Iron Throne after her, but the thought of not having to full fill this duty was quite the pleasant one if she was honest.

“You are still talking about my little brother.”, Relena reminded him. It was one thing if she called Joffrey a monster, but it was something different entirely when someone else did it. She tilted her head, giving Viserys a disapproving look. “Myrcella is still between Joffrey and Tommen, she would be the next in line after him.” Since Relena had taken the throne over her brother, it would only make sense if Myrcella would have to take the throne over Tommen as well. And while it displeased her that the silver haired man had forgotten about her little sister, she could understand why he had though of the next possible male heir first, but the words had left her lips before she could think this far.

“My Septa would now say that moments like these are inappropriate.”, the young queen replied in a lowered voice, a little smile upon her lips as she lowered her gaze, though the smile faded as soon as she heard the words ‘quite pissed’. She wouldn’t admit it out loud, but Relena was quite aware of the fact that her Septa had sheltered her a lot, which lead to her disliking any foul speech but now it was a bit too late to change this way of thinking. “I do.”, at least from the books, for her Septa had never allowed for her to stay up this long and once she was queen she had better things to do than to stay up all night looking at stars. “But I still believe that it would be best if we were to retire, there isn’t much left of the night.”

He frowned at her, his eyebrows knitted together at her words about not having a child. Viserys hadn’t thought much about being a father but he was starting to get used to the idea now that he was about to be married and to hear here say it could easily be avoided…”Or you could die of some sickness and leave the kingdom with no heir and Joffrey gods forbid he’s not well behavior wise…” Viserys was getting irritated now. He understood that she was fearful of childbirth but leaving the kingdom to her younger brother should something happen to her? It was almost criminal.

Visery’s excitement had faded as he heard Relena’s words, his shoulders fell and he pouted, keep his face from her eyes until he had an idea. “But from books…They don’t have all of the constellations, in fact…” He began as he turned to face her, a hand pointed out to the window near them. “There’s supposedly a new constellation. No one’s named it yet.” He explained. “It’s a beautiful and rare sight, it needs a name that fits it. Some suggested the Lord of light or some words in Valariyan but I’ve been thinking of one and I wanted your opinion, but I want you to see it first…” He went on as he walked to the window, hoping she’d follow him at least to the window. “Relena. That is what I would name it.” Of course, there wasn’t a new constellation but it was a chance to have her close by him, the sunrise already starting, very slowly rising.

Before Viserys left Relena’s side he kissed the top of her head,  “Goodnight, Your Grace” Viserys called as he left her with a smile on his lips and back to his room to sleep what he could before being woken up to ‘start’ the day.

thestormlioness:

Relena gave Viserys a disapproving look, when he talked about being with the wrong man. “That sounds like someone has experience.” The injustice of the world, a man, married or not, could sleep around as much as it pleased them, while a woman became unpure the moment she was touched by a man that wasn’t her husband, one of the reasons why she wasn’t too happy when she found Viserys in her bedchamber.

“Yes.”, she agreed, when he reminded her that people would expect them to marry soon. “But I rather seem like a picky bride than a barren wife.”, the queen explained, crossing her arms in front of her chest. “Chances that get high once a woman is with child, just look at our family history.”, as she spoke Relena was waving her hand around in the little space between their bodies to emphasise her point. “My grandmother died in childbirth, your… brother’s sister almost died each time she brought a child into this world.” For a moment she had stopped speaking, not daring to remind Viserys of his own mother’s fate. The raven haired woman let out a sigh, why was it always too hard to make a man understand the fear every woman should feel when it came to creating life? “Childbirth is to women what war is to men, and we both are standing here right now because we were willing to do everything in our power to avoid the later, therefore is it so unreasonable for me to try to avoid the first one as long as possible as well?”, she questioned, frustration dripping from each of her words.

“If I were just a woman I could live with the danger, but I am not.”

Relena’s eyes narrowed, when the silver haired man spoke about him ruling as regent. She tried to push away the though, but she could not help but wonder if such a thing had been his plan all along? Was he just waiting for the right moment to get rid of her? Relena shook her head, trying to rid herself of theses though, a few strands of dark hair falling into her face. “Joffrey is my rightful heir, and he is of age, if I die without producing a child there is no one that could stop him from taking the throne without sparking a rebellion, that’s why I want to get him in line before I… before we try to make a child.”

Her eyes lowered slightly, gaze falling upon his hand on her cheek for a brief moment. “I thought you were tired…”, the stag mumbled quietly, before her eyes met the dragon’s. “And you were quite grumpy a few moments ago…”, she reminded him, amusement sparkling in her eyes.

“You hear things when you live in the slums and near…unsavory
places.” He shrugged her comment off, making it clear while they both
may have been of noble birth he hadn’t had a septa or the safety that
she’d been given and born into, not for long at least. “No, it’s not.
It’s more than reasonable. But once a woman is even older than your
mother the risk gets higher as well. It’s as if theres no safe way to go
about any of this.” He could tell how frustrated she was and he was
slowly starting to understand why she was feel frustrated about her role
after marriage.

“I think it’d be easier to get the
dragons from not eating people than getting that child in line.” He
snorted “Why couldn’t Tommen been born after you?” He asked, almost
whining. Viserys didn’t want to have to deal with Joffrey as King and he
knew deep in his heart that if Joffrey had been on the throne and
Relena wasn’t here it would have been a war. Though he may had tried to
get Daenerys to marry him but Viserys knew he wouldn’t care if Joffrey
lived or died. For the man that had been cruel and wicked to his sister,
for his greed and near descent into madness….Joffrey was somehow
worse in his eyes.

“I was…” He tried to say as a yawn
caught him mid sentence. “-am, but I like these moments, just you and
me. No court or need to be formal.” He told her. “Yes….I do tend to
get grumpy when I don’t get sleep.” He was reminded of a few restless
nights during his stay with the Dothraki and that had added to his
stress and anger problems. It had not been fun. “If I recall right, you
too were quite pissed” He joked, grinning before he took her hand in
his, just long enough to bring her arm into the crook of his. “Come on,
let’s go” He exclaimed, not having done what he suggested in a long time
and he knew the perfect spot. The southside of the keep, overlooking
the bay. “Do you know the constellations?”

thestormlioness:

“Or it could be a very short winter.”, Relena replied quickly, as they walked down the hall. “If we hold the wedding and winter breaks in, people could get stuck or harmed during their journey… and we are to be married one day, does it truly matter when that day is?” As she spoke, the young woman’s eyes were roaming around, trying her best to avoid his gaze, before she suddenly stopped walking, a soft sigh escaping her lips. Viserys was trying to be kind to her, after all, according to the laws of men and gods he could demand for them to consummate the wedding as soon as the oaths left their mouths, he at least deserved her to be honest with him.

“This… this isn’t about me not wanting to… you know… it is more about what comes after…”, Relena said, pausing every now and then to find a way to put thoughts into words. “I mean that part doesn’t sound too comfortable either, as I understand it there is a lot of unnecessary touching involved but…”, she stopped after a moment, upon realizing that she was about to miss the point she was trying to make. “Once a woman is married, especially when that woman is a queen, people expect an heir to be delivered soon, but usually this queen is not the ruler, if she dies during childbirth the king just takes his next wife, if I die, brining a child into this world, I would put seven kingdoms into the hands of an infant, one that perhaps doesn’t make it through and neither the child nor I make it, Joffrey becomes the next king and I cannot let this happen until I somehow got him to behave like a normal human being. And waiting to consummate our marriage until then will not be an option because if it takes too long for me to produce an heir, people will start believing something is wrong with me and apparently the only thing worse than being a whore is being barren.”, Relena explained, clearly frustrated by the whole situation.

When Viserys pulling her into his arms, the young stag’s body stiffened right away, for no one who wasn’t a member of her family had ever dared to hug her, especially not without asking permission first.

He listened to her concerns for her people and he gave a slight nod. “No, it doesn’t” He replied, as he almost had to whirl himself around when he realized she had stopped walking, wondering just what was wrong. What comes after? So she wasn’t worried about them persay…but, children and the line of succession. “If you are with the wrong man…there’s, reasons for the touch-just-”Viserys groaned not sure how to explain the idea of pleasure and proper comfortable sex to the girl who clearly raised more by a strict septa than her mother.

Relena went on for longer than he expected but he felt it was good to hear her fears and concerns. No one wanted Joffrey on the throne, not until in his opinion he’d stop being ‘mad king’. He noticed her body stiffen, Viserys had an idea he should asked but it was too late for that now. A hand ran up and down her back, soothing her a bit, or at least trying to and kissed her forehead briefly. “People will expect us to be married soon as it’s announced as well.  They will expect things of us no matter what we do.” He stated softly, his voice light as he spoke, still rubbing her back. “Our child will sit on it’s throne when we are gone. There is always a chance of death” His family knew that all to well but Viserys hoped that his family history wouldn’t carry over to his own children and wife.

“You and I will rule the Seven Kingdoms with and without children. Joffrey will not touch that throne. Even in the worst case scenario. Should you die, I will rule as King Regent, it may not be a position but I will die before he sits on it and is not a fit ruler. One Aerys II is enough.” He explained, there was a fierce protectiveness in his voice now. Viserys pulled back from the embrace and he gave a content sigh, a hand slipped to cup her cheek, biting his lip subconsciously because he wanted to kiss her. Rid her of all of her fears and keep her safe.

“Have you ever stargazed before?” He asked her as his hand dropped from her cheek, thinking better on his feelings. “It’s just dark enough to see the stars and soon it will be sunrise. It’s beautiful…the stars melting away from the sky and the sun rising in it’s place…”

thestormlioness:

“I damn well know that I am right!”, Relena screamed. The young queen could not recall when she had last been this mad, if she had ever been this mad before. He had acted improper and instead of agreeing with her right away and leaving he dared to scream at her? She was a lady, she was his queen and had invaded her privacy, the only privacy she had!

A pale hand reached for her hair brush, throwing it against the door frame as Viserys left. She wasn’t in the wrong, that much Relena was sure of. She had not invited him here, she had not wanted him here, and he had the audacity to get mad. The young woman let herself fall upon the bed, arms crossed in front of her chest, eyes staring at a candle’s flame.

After a long moment Relena let out a sigh and got up again, to call for her ladies in waiting. Once she was dressed, the raven haired girl left her chambers and began wandering through the castle in an attempt to find Viserys. They were to be married and if they didn’t even manage a fight like that, this would certainly not become a happy life for either of them.

Therefore, she tried to swallow her anger as good as she could, while she kept looking around for the Targaryen.

He’d managed to find some peace and quiet in a small place outside of most eyes and used his arms as a pillow about to fall into deeper sleep as he nestled in to the temporary sleeping place. No one would surely disturb him here, apart from his hair color he could have been hidden completely. His mind kept reminding him of her words as he left and he gave a deep heavy sigh. She had been right. He’d come in her chambers unannounced and impulsive in his actions had caused her rightful emotions.

But now with sleep so easily in hand he felt he would be better tomorrow in mind and thinking, telling himself to go to Relena in the morning if she’d see him even and apologize. He curled up even tighter into himself as he tried to shove the thought of his words to her and grumbled to himself as he tried to lull himself back into a deep sleep. But life just wanted him to not sleep it seemed as he tried to remain quiet at the sound of another in the same room. His violet eyes seeking out who it was while trying not to move around too much and give away his hiding place. Relena? Why was she here?

Surely to finish the fight they had. He’d always imagined her the type to need time before apologizing but that could have been himself projecting what he knew of Daenerys and their fights onto Relena and he prayed she didn’t see him, trying to make himself look smaller, but it only made sound and he glared at the sound as it occurred.

thestormlioness:

“Look, I love my dog as much as you love your dragon and I too would disagree with anyone who would want to take my pet away from me, but the difference is, when a dog gets hungry, I don’t have to worry about him eating people.”, Relena pointed out. She could imagine that this must be hard for him, for if anyone tried to tell her that she had to keep her hound on an island far away, she would get more than just a bit mad. “A dragon is just too dangerous, there is recorded history of them killing humans without being told to do so and there is a city full of people right outside the gates.”, she reminded him. “And do not believe that I haven’t noticed that you didn’t reply when I asked you to finish your sentence.”

The queen’s had turned towards Viserys, upon Tywin interrupting him, her eyes trying to apologize for her grandfather’s action. “Well, first I would like to thank you for your congratulations, dear grandfather.”, the young stag said, rather sharply, her eyes falling upon her kin. “And as far as I recall, the only person with the power to give and take land is the queen and I also recall that you are, in fact, not the queen, which leads me to believe that the issue of Dragonstone is my issue and my issue alone until I decide to burden the council with the matter.”, Relena said slowly, emphasising every word. “And before we talk about the matter of my… of our marriage, there are other things to take care of, for example, now that peace will be ensured, there is the matter of the houses that stood against the crown.” While she spoke, Relena’s eyes fell upon the silver haired man next to her.

“That’s because that can wait…It’s something to think and speak of later. After this.” He replied. “Fine. Least he will have his brothers to keep him company” He shrugged, knowing Daenerys would have to go through this idea just as he had.

He watched her deal with Tywin and gave a small smile at Relena until her eyes were on him and he cleared his throat. “Yes, well, House Martell only joined with my house for need of revenge. They will fall back in line with the crown if given some sort of compensation for the death of Elia Martell and her children. Prehaps, Princess Myrcella to Trystane Martell?” He suggested before going on to the next house.

“House Tyrell…has been known to be a rebellious house, going from the house they claim gave them their lordship to the usur- King Robert then to my house’s cause. I would wish to say they too will do as the Martells but I cannot. They are a strong and numerous house, quick to make ties to others i’m sure of it.” He sighed, unsure of what to do about them. They had many children to offer for alliances and there were many that remained unmarried, like Lord Renly who sat on the council.

Now he looked to Relena and even Lord Stark, unsure of how to approach the subject of the Tyrells. “Lady Olenna seems set on her children being ambitious and high in power.”