The Dragon

[Independent RP blog for Viserys Targaryen]

[moltenking]

ooc// My net's being glitchy, so I'm going to head to bed. I'll reply in the morning, Loras!

[lorasoftheroses-blog]

Loras sighed softly. “Would you like me to go, my Lord? It mustn’t be hard for you to find other company,” he pointed out, looking over his shoulder at the doors, some of his loose curls falling into his golden eyes as he did so. He then glanced back at Viserys, wondering what he was truly thinking.

[moltenking]

"You can stay." Viserys wouldn't admit it, but he found it hard finding anyone who would look at him, let alone have conversation with him. They were all intimidated, he was sure, but too many nights alone left him anxious. "But send a servant for a drink before you sit."

[lorasoftheroses-blog]

Loras raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms and tilting his chin down a bit. “Pardon me?” he questioned, staring at the blond, trying to keep his mouth from hanging open. “Do you have an issue, my Lord?” Loras kept his best manners in his words, but his voice was stinging and sharp.

[moltenking]

He looked back at Loras suddenly, having a problem with the other man's tone. Scratching his palm, he thought to say what was exactly on his mind. But, for the sake of company, he bit it back and replied, "No. It just seems we're always running into each other."

[moltenking]

lorasoftheroses replied to your post:

*quietly agrees to talk to you*

Viserys stared the pretty boy Tyrell down for a moment, then scoffed and turned his head away so he could find something else to look at. "Well I guess you'll do."

[moltenking]

Don't make me beg for someone to talk to me.

[murderousbird-deactivated201502]

Send me §, for my muse's reaction to yours slowly slipping a knife into their chest.

[moltenking]

I thought the humidity was horrid.

This dry cold is much worse.

[moltenking]

I haven't been well, and no one thought to check?

[moltenking]

(madkingviserys) OOC: I'd invite you over to my blog for smut day, but somehow I doubt that would work at all.

[Not with that attitude it wouldn’t.]

[madkingviseryss]

Let’s! Shall I write up a starter?

[moltenking]

[Sure! I'll try to get on replies as soon as I'm able]

[moltenking]

Come talk to me.

[thebestofgameofthrones]

"He was no dragon".

[moltenking]

The Khal sat upon his large red steed looking down at the silvery blonde head of the man. They were days from Vaes Dothrak, and the Khal wanted to make sure the Khal Rhaggat knew his place there. Of course, words would not aid him much though Jhiqui was near to translate if it were needed.

[I am only just seeing this please forgive me! It said it was sent two days ago I'm so sorry]

There was a strange tingling on the back of Viserys' neck. As if someone were staring. He flicked his gaze to one side and quickly did a double take when he saw Drogo. The Khal always startled him, even if he would never say that out loud. After a tense moment of staring, he finally blurted, "What!"

[eddardxofxwinterfell-deactivate]

"I have only been to one part of it near the mountains," Ned replied, honestly. "I’ve never really seen the cities." He paused a moment and then changed the subject. "When we come to Winterfell, is there anything that Your Grace would enjoy? Would you like me to arrange a hunt or tourney for you? Perhaps, some fireworks in your honor?"

[moltenking]

"A hunt, and then fireworks," Viserys decided. He shifted in his seat, very much wishing to arrive already. "To celebrate whatever kill I bring back."

[eddardxofxwinterfell-deactivate]

"I see," Ned said rather quietly. "Your preferences are perfectly understandable, Your Grace. I like Storm’s End as well. I spent a lot of time there in my youth, but I’ve never gone to the Reach. The Queen is from Dorne, I hear. What do you think of your wife’s country?" 

[moltenking]

"Dorne is manageable, though there is far too much sand for my taste," he replied, honestly. "The cities themselves are not terrible."

[eddardxofxwinterfell-deactivate]

"I suppose," Ned sighed. "Do you have a favorite kingdom, Your Grace? Of the Seven, where would you like most to live? If you had a choice, of course." 

[moltenking]

"King's Landing, of course," Viserys scoffed. The answer should have been obvious. He sighed, as if choosing anything else was a chore. "I suppose the Reach isn't so bad. And the area around Storm's End is pleasant."

[eddardxofxwinterfell-deactivate]

"It’s only autumn," Ned replied trying not to laugh at the young prince’s questions. "It gets worse in winter, Your Grace. In summer, we just wear less furs. I’m sure that in the South you never have to worry about the cold as much as we do." 

[moltenking]

After a pause, during which he stared at Eddard rather incredulously, he made a face. "That's miserable. No wonder the lands here are so grey and sad."

[eddardxofxwinterfell-deactivate]

"I suppose you have never been this far North, have you? Your Grace?"

[moltenking]

"No, I haven't had any reason to pass the Neck before. Is it always so cold up here?"