Viserys

I had come to hate the world. This world that always hated me.

[crowneddragonprince]

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[crowneddragonprince]

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[balonsnipple]

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[queenmakcr-archived]

                  There it was, the same expression on his face she                 had only seen three times before—after Daemon                 and Lewyn were born, and also when Viserys                 finally got to meet Visenya for the first time after the                 war to win his throne back.

                He was entranced by her; their little girl, their precious                 princess, their Rhaella.There were no going back now                 —not as she caught a glimpse of the fragile newborn                 in his arms, as he whispered loving words into her ear.

                If she lost her, she lost everything.

                She was still reaching out for Rhaella with her arms in                 the air right until Viserys placed the infant inside her                 arms. She immediately felt her daughter rest upon her                 chest, using her torso as a nest almost. It truly felt so                 magnificent just watching her little girl open her eyes                 slightly to reveal a pair of beautiful violet hues.

                ❝Look at her she’s so beautiful,                   she takes after you, my love…❞

[crowneddragonprince]

"Mm..." He said glancing over at the two of them. He wondered what she was going to be like as a child growing up. Visenya was a bit of mischief lover, but she was still a happy cheeky baby. Daemon was quiet and introverted, but his laugh could fill a room, Lewyn was much like Visenya, but how would this girl be? All they wanted was another daughter... but he couldn't think about how she would be. She might not live to see it. He ran his hand down her cheek, admiring the sight of mother and daughter. Rhaella kept her squished tiny body nestled against Arianne. 

"She takes after your beauty... believe it or not, she reminds me of mother. She was small like this. She was just a small little woman. She's going to be small as well. Maybe smaller than you." He ran his hand down her back. It had been years since he prayed, but he felt the need to go to the Sept to pray for his little girl. Viserys knew the children were wondering why they hadn't seen their sister yet. Visenya wanted a little sister so she could have a sidekick and the boys were hoping for another boy so they could mob against the queen. 

[queenmakcr-archived]

    She knew Viserys was not too happy to have given birth to such slight and unhealthy girl, and there was a huge risk that the babe wouldn’t even make it overnight. But Arianne didn’t care she knew that what her little girl needed was to rest with her, it was an instinct only a mother would understand.

    Arianne had enough strength in her to sit up slowly to catch a glimpse of little Rhaella in her crib. She was such a tiny little thing; so pale and slight, yet such a beauty. She felt her eyes tear up, as her lips curled up into a smile. The gods only knew how she a sudden felt a surge of happiness within her, all Ari wanted was her precious little princess. After many miscarriages and a stillborn, she finally felt as if she had gotten what she t r u l y wanted all this time. 

    ❝Please, bring her to me… she needs me, as I need her,❞ she said reaching her arms out. ❝let her rest with me, I’ll keep her warm.❞

[crowneddragonprince]

Viserys was afraid to touch her. If he touched her or looked at her... He felt a pain in his chest, knowing that her life could be extinguished wind to a candle flame. He didn't want to lose the little girl both of them had tried so hard for. Nonetheless, he walked over to her cot, bent down and picked Rhaella up. When his other two were born (with the exception of Visenya) he remembered how they would fill his arms. They were still small, but not like Rhaella. Her head fit perfectly in his hand and her body on his forearm. He held her to his chest as he walked over to his wife. Her breathing was strained and her legs twitched against him. 

"Rhaella..." He said into her curly blonde hair. "You're so beautiful. Just like your mother." Her eyebrows raised as if she recognized his voice. He handed her to Arianne and laying on her bed, running his hand along his wife's thighs. Rhaella could hardly open her violet eyes, but she managed to get a look at her and resting her head against her mother's chest. 

"She is beautiful..." Viserys said choking on his words. He felt his stomach drop and he averted his eyes away. Only a few minutes in his arms and she was already the love of his life. 

[queenmakcr-archived]

Viserys placed a hand on Arianne's as he looked away from the tiny girl she had just given birth to. They called her Rhaella after his mother, but the Maester worried that naming her would only bring the two of them more suffering if she didn't make it. She was far too small and looked drastically underweight. If Viserys was honest with himself, she looked terrifying. He didn't want to hold her in fear she would die by the morning. But he had to be strong for her. "My love.." he said to her.

    They had been trying to have another babe for literally ages, and after numerous miscarriages and one stillborn. it seemed that the gods had finally blessed them with the little princess she had desired for quite some time. Though Arianne was still wary of the hinders and did not trust her sudden change of luck.

    ❝Look at her, our beautiful princess… she is so tiny,❞ she said grabbing her husband’s hand, ❝I want to hold her… she needs to be with me.❞

[crowneddragonprince]

The child was so small, she looked like she would be smothered under the blankets. Viserys tried to hide how ashamed he was to sire a unhealthy child. And above all, he didn't want to grow attached. "She has my coloring. She's beautiful." He said, preferring not to look at her. He could hear her breathing and how terrible she struggled with it. What if death came and snatched this one as well. 

They swore they wouldn't have another child after the one they had was born into this world dead already. But when she found herself pregnant, Viserys did everything he could to make this process comfortable. If she died, Arianne wouldn't be able to take it. And he was powerless to ease her pain. 

"You need to rest and so does she." He said. 

[neassaofhousesteele]

The Unknown

(for crowneddragonprince)

Neassa woke up in a place unknown to her. She did not remember what happened right before then or how she go there.

[crowneddragonprince]

Viserys was walking about his garden with his daughter, watching her play and laugh with glee as butterflies brushed against her cheeks and nose. It was hard to believe that only a few months ago, she had never met him. He never got a chance to hold her in his arms or watch her learn how to walk, but he would make up for lost time somehow. His thoughts stopped when he saw the strange woman walking by. The Kingsguard was only a few feet away, but his daughter was farther than he expected. 

"Who are you?" he asked the young woman, rushing to pick Visenya up and hold her in his arms. 

[southronflower]

                His words, despite being just that — words were capable of causing great discomfort to the girl. Such sensitive ears weren’t made to hear the cruelness of this word but sweet hymns and words of solace. Alas, the world seemed to be so eager to rob her of her right to childhood. Howbeit, Myrcella was a bright girl, surely she could raise to the occasion. Not even Joffrey’s malice daunted her, why would this man? What would Mother say if she was indeed by words that weren’t even the reality of it? Her family always won, Maester Pycelle had told the royal children so and he was the oldest man the girl knew, surely he couldn’t be mistaken.  ❝Pray my good ser, I would rather not think of it. Neither my Lord Grandfather nor my Ser Uncle would allow it. But I am also certain you are aware of the fact that history, fortunately, doesn’t repeat itself.❞ She could however see the idea, the prospect of happening, percolating before his eyes and for a moment she would have sworn that she lay her eyes upon a madman rather than a reasonable being. Nonetheless, she was still very certain of the man’s sanity — Arianne would never befriend anyone who lacked reason.

[crowneddragonprince]

"Ah, but history does repeat itself, good child. Maybe not in the way that one imagines it, but it does constantly, I'm afraid. The Targaryens had killed many people to get the power they had and the chickens have come home to roost...I believe that's what the saying is." It pained him to talk about his family in such a way, but he had to maintain appearances and give the young girl some knowledge. She likely thought him to be mad by the way she looked at him, but he reminded himself that he was a guest in the Martell household and so was she. Thus they had to remain civil with each other. 

"How is Kings Landing. It's beautiful around this time of year... I hear." He added, fearing that his cover would be easily saw through. 

[kizhavvorsa]

Witch AU || Crowneddragonprince

[kizhavvorsa]

"I don’t I swear." Dany shrugged. There was no use in convincing him at all.

Dany nodded. “Totally agree.” She smiled as she listened to him make their order. “Reminds me! Don’t forget a drink, i don’t mind what we have, something nice and fizzy.”

[crowneddragonprince]

"I'll just get one of those huge coke bottles and we can split it. You can have the rest of it. I'm trying to stay away from it like the health snob I'm becoming." He called up the Chinese restaurant and put in his order and hung up his phone. 

"They said twenty minutes. Finish up your homework, kiddo." 

[thepeasantcourtier-blog]

Sigyn kissed back, letting out a soft sigh as she did so and only just stopping herself from reaching to touch his face… This game, she thought, was difficult and it’d only just started - there was no way she was going to win, but that didn’t mean she’d make it easy.

[crowneddragonprince]

Viserys tried to keep himself from brushing any part of her body. This game was going to get difficult. He burrowed his hands in his clothing, pretending he was stroking her face. She was so beautiful and for a second he thought this was genuine. 

[crowneddragonprince]

The War || Hela and Viserys

[drottninghel-deactivated2014071]

The goddess watched him as he explained, carefully paying attention to his facial gestures as he put let his thoughts on the map before them, moving his men and looking what they had around them. For a moment, she saw something close to a leader.

"War is about risking everything for something you believe, I think we should try, or at least try to find more allies if you think your men are not enough…" Then she smiled "Also, you have death fighting with you, I think you should not be afraid"

[crowneddragonprince]

"Death has been my friend the beginning, but I was too blind to see it. All men must die, but only ones destined for better things come back with death on their side. I am thinking of houses that would be willing to help us in our cause against the Lannisters and the Baratheons. Dorne is on our side. Perhaps we should ask the Greyjoys whether they want their kingdom to be their own. They're arrogant and would rather take it than for it to be given. They have a new lord, I wonder if he'll be willing to bargain. Euron, I believe his name is. We'll just have to appeal to his ego, I suppose or we can bargain with his niece, Asha."

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[crowneddragonprince]

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listening to slipknot makes me in the mood to write Viserys. 

[sigynthevictorious]

At Your Service || crowneddragonprince

[sigynthevictorious]

"Aye I shall, Your Grace" Sigyn nodded and gave a small curtsey as Viserys’ left. She did as she was commanded and attended the children and her new mistress, making sure to help when dinner was served. As the night drew in she was told to collect the food from the King’s room. Knocking on the door she peered around and gave a curtsey to the man in the dimly lit room. "Your Grace, have you finished with your meal?" she asked nervously. 

[crowneddragonprince]

Viserys had fallen asleep in his solar. His hand was still gripping the parchment paper in a tight fist, while the other lazily held his head up. He opened his eyes, not expecting to see the young woman and blinked at her.  "Um..." He glanced at his food still untouched. "Well, perhaps it's too cold for me to eat it anyway. Take it for yourself, you look half starved anyway.. Sit with me, and keep me company." He said, pushing aside the parchment.