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"I don't need a king to be a queen, father."
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Visenys POV
Looking at Rhaenyra's red eyes, watery eyes. In the Queen's funeral. That's really hurt me. Not only because we are close to one another. But I know. Loosing someone you loved, and she is your mother. It will not getting easier.
You will found another love if you lose one. But you will never going to get find a part of your soul died leaving you alone. Losing a mother means, no one is going take care of you anymore. There is no one for you to share your despair, angry, hope, and dream.
Having a king as your father, didn't ease your grief in losing your mother. I wonder if Rhaenyra knows about the decision for the King saving his son rather than his wife. And in Westeros. Man will prefer their son that they never know what they will become rather than saving someone they love and cared for them.
"They are waiting for you, Rhaenyra." Daemon place his hand in Rhaenyra's shoulder. Walking closer to her. I am standing next to her. I feel her anger and sadness.
"I will never be a son, to him." Rhaenyra said in High Valyrian looking at Viserys while the King just looking at his dead queen and the heir he got, for a day. "I wonder if, during those few hours my brother lived, my father finally found happiness.
"Your father needs you more now than ever." Daemon replied. I know how he dislike his brother after placed him as the commander of the city watch but, Daemon still saying that to Rhaenyra.
"I will never be a son." Once again Rhaenyra said in High Valyrian. And looking at Viserys.
I know she hoped Viserys said words to her before Syrax light the funeral pyre. Seconds.... A minute.. "Draca.."
Rhaenyra hold it. I know she don't want to say that. For the first time in her life, she hate to command Dracarys to Syrax. Once again she looking at the king. Still no response.
"DRACARYS." She let her anger towards Viserys out from her body. Tears falling down from her eyes down to her cheek.
I walk towards her and I take Rhaenyra in my embrace. Alicent glancing at me. The look she give. She despise me. She hate me. I know. But I couldn't care less what she thinks about me.
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"Marry the King. To bond our houses together." My father said.
