At the foot of Aegon's High Hill, Viserra's palfrey collided with the mare of one of her companions. Viserra was thrown from her saddle into a wall, and she died of a broken neck at the age of fifteen.
back to doing these pieces FINALLY this one took a lot more time than the gael one because i kept adding stuff lol
It was the hour of the wolf, the darkest time of the night, when it fell to Ser Ryam Redwyne of the Kingsguard to rouse the king and queen from their sleep to tell them that their daughter had been found dead in an alley at the foot of Aegon's High Hill.
(Fire & Blood, The Long Reign, Jaehaerys and Alysanne: Policy, Progeny and Pain)
baelor and viserra (cut by dragonglass) a la that one daemyra scene
there she stood, dressed in her pearls and rubies, and her silvery gown shimmered against her form, cascading around her like a waterfall. her smile crinkled the skin by her amethyst eyes, and she beamed up at valarr as she slipped her hand into the crux of his arm. viserra looked… happy. genuinely. her shoulders were relaxed, she moved with ease, and her laughter chimed throughout the great hall of the red keep in a way baelor had not heard in years.
dark curls bounced with each step, pearls threaded in the net laced in the braided crown at the back of her head, and valarr reached over and untangled a strand from her ruby earring, and he leaned over and kissed her cheek, lingering for a long moment as he moved to cup her face. her skin warmed with a flattering rouge, and she fought the smile on her pink lips, but valarr was quick to swoop in and kiss her, minding not the urge for propriety.
viserra pressed her hand into valarr’s black jacket, and a new ruby ring shone on her finger. one that had been myriah’s. next to a sapphire one baelor thought may have once been shiera’s. she pulled away from the kiss, and she brushed her fingers through valarr’s silvery strands of hair, and he turned his head to kiss her palm. her gaze softened so gently at him, and Baelor’s heart clenched. this was a mess the two had created, and he was so horrifically grateful for kiera’s benevolence—and her favor for daeron—but if there was some grand consolation to be found, it was that he could trust his son’s heart in his niece’s hand. he could trust that viserra would not be harmed by valarr’s touch.
with a smile, viserra’s dark eyes roamed over the room, and as valarr peeled away to lead her deeper into the throng of attendees, she paused. only for a moment. just one moment long enough that baelor’s and her gazes locked across the hall—he, sitting up on the dais with the rest of their family, and she on the floor, radiating like the pearl she was. baelor ran his tongue over his teeth, and he nodded her way, reaching for his wine to lift to her with well wishes. but, her smile fell. her lips parted, as if she could call something out to him, and her brows furrowed, and baelor stared at her over the rim of his cup.
cinnamon. hyacinth. sometimes, ash.
he thought of the pearls he had found in his bed. the heady scent of spice haunting him. the curls he knew had haloed on his pillow.
baelor swallowed his wine, hard, hoping it would hurt him. why did any of that matter? it had all come and gone, and their foolishness had come to fruition and they were wed. Baelor would succeed in nothing if he continued to perseverate over it. if he continued to think about it. about her.
but as valarr tugged her away, baelor thought she danced after him in a way too familiar to a fleeting memory from his dreams. dreams filled with cinnamon.
(he wondered… no. he could not put to thought why his chest tightened, nor why he envisioned for a second that it was he standing beside her, and not his son.)
・We all know that Viserra had a complex relationship with both her parents and siblings.
・She was one of the younger daughters of Alysanne & Jaeherys, with many older siblings who were already securing their places in court and Targaryen history.
・Viserra admired her older sister, Saera, who had rejected the expectations placed on her.
・While Saera eventually fled to Lys to live life on her own terms, Viserra wanted to carve out her power within Westeros rather than abandon her place entirely.
・That was Viserra's biggest desire...and why shouldn't she want that? She was denied a dragon, a dragon egg - all she wanted was a good match with someone handsome that would make her a queen in one way or another.
・So, if she had not died that night, her life could have taken many different paths ...
・If she had reluctantly married Theomore Manderly, she would have become Lady of White Harbor, a position of significant power in the North.
・White Harbor, was one of the wealthiest and most influential cities in the North, it could have given her some level of political influence, but it was far from the center of power in King's Landing (where she really wanted to be)
・However, Viserra was not suited to being tucked away in a northern court. She thrived on attention, admiration, and political maneuvering, and she might have found life in White Harbor suffocating.
・She could have followed the path of women like Rhaenyra Targaryen or Daena Targaryen (Daena the Defiant), defying expectations by taking lovers.
・Now this may have gotten around to Theomore and with his reputation of being widowed twice ... is suspicious.
・A different path: given her attempt to seduce Baelon before her death, it’s possible that she would have continued trying to entangle herself with a more powerful match.
・She may have decided to become pregnant by someone of significance (perhaps even a Targaryen), she might have leveraged her child’s bloodline to secure power for herself.
・If she somehow managed to stay at court, whether by avoiding marriage or becoming widowed early, Viserra could have become a major political player.
・She could have played a role in the growing political tensions of House Targaryen, perhaps influencing succession or allying herself with powerful Houses at court.
・Given her impulsive nature and defiance, she might have eventually fallen from favor.
・In the worst-case scenario, she could have met a fate similar to Saera, who was disowned and cast aside after her defiance.
・If so, she would seek out her sister and ask for her help. Maybe even becoming apart of Saera's own empire and growing from there.
・Ultimately, had she survived, Viserra could have changed the course of Targaryen history.
・Whether she would have risen to power or fallen into scandal remains an open question.