Viserys was stunned by this woman. His face flushed as the eyes of the court were on him and he started to step down from his steps that had been closing in on her. “My father was not a good man. I can admit that. But I am not him. I wouldn’t do what he did to the people he swore to protect” Viserys spoke softer now. At her words of his sister, his eyes dropped. “I’ve done things to get back here to where I am now. Not all of them have been good for my sister but Khal Drogo had an army. One I had hoped to use. I’m sure you know what they say about the Dothraki in battle…” Viserys stopped himself, he wasn’t trying to make what he did seem right, justifying what he had done to Daenerys but he had no other choice back then, he was running out of options at the time and when the opportunity arose he knew he had to take what he could get.
He loathed the idea of sending Daenerys but it seemed like he only choice he had. Here he was, yet again feeling like he had during his time with the Dothraki. Second to his sister, his jaw clenched momentarily as he scrunched up his lips and nose making his decision. “As you wish.” His voice became even once again and he began to descend down the stairs with no choice but to accept defeat. He knew any attack on her would not bode well for himself or Dany and he would be seen just like his father. Viserys held his head high and carried himself like a the proper King he was and meant to be as he walked by the court. Some booed him, calling him the Begger King. Others threw an array of insults and one cook threw a tomato at him, landing square on his face and yet Viserys kept walking, his face remained unchanged as he signaled for his guards to keep on following him as one had went towards the cook, hand on his sword about to pull it out to attack.
Viserys went to Daenerys, telling her what had transpired. He noticed the look of disappointment and he shrugged, wiping the tomato off of his face. Telling her it must be simply the fancy of the Usuper’s daughter to see what a true queen was like, Viserys’s voice bitter as he spoke, watching Dany leave him to speak with Relena.
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