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‘ do you believe him now, ‘bout the dead ?? ’ side-glance was cast to the young queen as the row boat grew smaller in the distance. he briefly considered JOINING them, but the risk was too great. the only ones he’d risk his life for were his family, not some men he hardly knew, King in the North or not. ' if they succeed, it’ll convince more than just them in the South, even Northern men have their doubts. ’
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never had the prince seen such a h o r r o r. what the bastard spoke was the truth. mounted on the back of Rhaegal, he had watched the dead burn. nothing had prepared him for actually seeing the army, but it only got worse when a spear of ice pierced the flesh of the riderless dragon. in the time since they hatched, the elder Targaryen had grown fond of his namesake. eyes clouded in shock && rage when CRIMSON STAINED GOLD disappeared into the water.
fire cannot kill a dragon, but ice could
the screech of distress from Rhaegal snapped him back to reality. no glance spared to where his sister sat atop of Drogon. he was FURIOUS. both with the thing that cast the spear, && his sister. no words left his lips when the talons of the dragon touched the ice of the wall. in a seething silence, he never stopped until he reached the ship. waiting for the younger to arrive.
how could he not blame her for their loss ?? she was told not to go, by both himself && the Lannister. it was one of the few moments he wished he had been more forceful. yelled or screamed at her how stupid the idea was. but he hadn’t. an action he would now live to regret
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Accidental Nudes - Accepting || @valyriansilver
[ SMS ; DANY ; SENT ] — tsk, tsk. [ SMS ; DANY ; SENT ] — it’s not nice to tease, sister. [ SMS ; DANY ; SENT ] — do you need to be punished ??
“I want to teach you a lesson in the worst kind of way”
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hands only clenched && unclenched behind his back. thin rope twisted against pale flesh as he tried to slip it off, but it wouldn’t budge. low growl of frustration tore it’s way through his throat. lilac eyes narrowed && glaring up at the younger. the ground was hard against his knees, but he hardly noticed. warmth of the fire near them tickled bare chest, pulling his attention away from any ache of discomfort he felt.
teeth ground together when he felt delicate fingers brush by bare shoulder. if he turned his head, he was sure he’d find her smirking down at him.
‘ Dany, ’ he began, sickly sweet tone low && dripping with an undertone of authority. ‘ let us stop this silly game. release me && perhaps you will get some form of relief tonight. ’
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“GET THEM OFF!” viserys screamed, his hands clawing at his throat where a whip was cutting off his air supply. “you do not want to WAKE THE DRAGON.” he warned, glaring at those that would drag him down. he was the rightful heir to the seven kingdoms, the only thing his sister had done was SLEEP WITH A KHAL. she didn’t deserve the title of QUEEN, yet they followed her and not him. that would change with time, but for now he was the lowest of the low to the dothraki. he would show them, when the DRAGONS hatched and followed him instead of the girl that murdered his mother.
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smoke billows from his maw as he steps into the room, daunting as it was he seemed to fill it upon entry. robes flowing out behind him, mauled chest coated in red bandages. he liked to leave the blood stained ones on when he met with royalty. often, it disturbed them. he enjoyed that.
of course, the smoke came from his pipe. stuffed with oddly scented herbs. they’d tried to strip him of his staff and his copious stash of wines and Asshai 'medicines’, but he had none of it. nor did he show fear when the queens guards raised their weapons as he mounted the steps to stand directly opposite her. at her level. he’d earned his respect to do such a thing; now it was her turn.
“Arkai Issaros the Arcane.” he states. cool. calm. eerie eyes settled on the other, deathly smile stretched thin over beautiful features. “You sent for me. First impressions? I am disappointed with the lack of brothels in your land. I could remedy this, if you wish. ” with a cock of his head, his smile stretches into one of a more coy nature. “ Perhaps you would be my first customer, no? Or have you sent for me for other, boring war-related reasons? ”
*ﾟ･✧♕—— @valyriansilver ♡'d.
it had always been a known fact that silver hair was a prominent feature of the targaryen family line. even as three hundred years passed, generation 'pon generation, that physical trait never faltered. visenya could feel the pull to the woman that she saw in her home --- dragonstone. the place she knew inside and out. it had been quite some time since she had last been there, a literal lifetime ago, yet the former queen knew herself that this stranger was family.
visenya could see the dragons soaring through the sky. this was meant to be. the targaryen was mounted atop vhagar, hidden away from sight, silently debating on how to handle the situation. her poor child yearned to be with the others, she could feel it, but it was time to make herself known to the other. visenya gently patted her dragon to get him going, the duo flying from their hiding spot only to land at the bay.
her gaze slowly fell to the woman and the savage army around her, curiosity sparkling in visenya's eyes.‘ i am visenya of house targaryen, former queen of westeros, i'll spare the titles. although, i feel there is more intrigue to come. ‘
