•throne room•
Readers POV :
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Viserra and Daemon walked towards the doors to the great hall. Hand in hand. Not looking back from there decision to marry. It was now or never for them. They were about to shock there older brother with the news.
As the doors opened they could immediately see Viserys sat on the iron throne.
"Brother, sister what is it you need?" He questioned the young lovers.
Viserys had clearly not even noticed there hands and fingers being intertwined. Otherwise he would be saying something very different.
"Brother. We wish to tell you something." Daemon talked first out of the two.
"Yes. Speak your mind Daemon." The king still had no clue of what was about to hit him like a ton of rocks.
Viserra sighed lightly. Before Daemon squeezed her hand slightly as a reassurance for her to speak up.
So she took a deep breath. Before coming forward and clean with her older brother.
" I know who I wish to wed now brother."
Viserys eyes narrowed and briefly looked between both of his younger siblings. Realisation suddenly came washing over him slightly but he was unsure.
"Who is it you wish to wed." He spoke fast wanting an answer quickly.
Viserra glanced to Daemon as if for recognition for what to say. To which He just nodded to her in return before they both turned there gazes back to there elder brother.
"I wish and I will wed to Daemon." Viserra had a sense of authority to her tone and spoke sharply to her brother.
Viserys sat clearly speechless at what he had heard. His very own blood siblings wish to marry. Each other.
"It wouldn't be wrong brother. You were married to your cousin Aemma and many have done this before in are family. We would have the purest kin." Daemon added in.
But Viserys was clearly thinking of a reply. He wasn't sure what they would both do if he said no. But he didn't want to say yes to them. After all Daemons Wife was still technically alive even if she is sick and barren.
"You are married brother. Are you just simply trying to disgrace Viserra." The king spoke.
"No! We both know that I don't love and never have loved the Róyce girl! She will die soon!" Anger laced Daemons voice as he screamed at his older brother. Resentment already boiling at what Viserys had just said to him.
Daemon suddenly wrapped his arm around Viserra's waist and pulled her closer to himself.
"Need i remind you Daemon. I am still your king and you will not talk to me like I am not one." Viserys replied in a cold tone.
The brothers continued to argue with each other. Until there sister spoke once more.
"Viserys. Need I remind you that me and Daemon have two of the strongest dragons Kings landing has ever seen. We could do many things with there fire." Vissera spoke in a normal tone but nether the less threatened the king.
"I don't care what you want. Now leave this room Daemon. Viserra we are to talk about this in further detail without are squawking brother."
"No" they both replied in unison.
"We will only discuss this is we are both here"
" I won't allow you to wed each other." Viserys added.
"Why." Viserra started. "Why does it matter to you." She finished.
"Because you are my sister and Daemon is a monster. He will hurt you."
"He won't!" She screamed.
"Your hurting us both more by not letting us be happy and wed." Vissera didn't stop screaming at her brother. Until she turned around and started to walk out of the room. Daemon sent a glare towards his older brother before falling in line behind her.
Vissera left the room after saying one last thing."Just know this Viserys. You lost both your siblings today."
