The Joker and The Queen // Daemon // Harwin out now!
The seas were ragged and rough as they sailed to driftmark. King Viserys groaned out as he vomited over the edge of the ship. The rain was falling hard as the thunder rumbled on he missed Avalon but knew it was safer for her at home.
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'' Where is Lord Corlys? He should be here to receive the King.'' Lyonel demanded.
''Welcome to High Tide, Your Grace.'' Laena remarked as she came down the steps to greet them.
''What is the meaning of this, Lady Laena?"" Lyonel shouted through the rain but Viserys was too tired and too weak to deal with such nonsense today. ''Is this how House Velaryon greets its King?''
''My father has but just returned from his long journey and he has hastened to the Hall of Nine to await Your Grace's arrival.''
''Let's just get on with it.'' Viserys said marching past.
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''An outsider... among the natives.'' Larys strong said as Avalon approached him in the gardens at the capital
''Lord Larys.'' Avalon remarked.
''Malvales." He clarified ''A rare bloom."
"Indigenous to Braavos." Avalon agreed as he plucked the flower holding it out to her.
"By all rights, it shouldn't be thriving here. Nature... such mystery.'' Larys remarked he gripped to his cane as he looked over at her.
''The weather has been lovely.'' Avalon mused as rain trickled down around them.
''Indeed.'' Larys agreed ''And yet it is a dark day for the realm."
"Why is that?" Avalon questioned.
"The lord hand. Of course." Larys reminded her.
"So why is it a dark day?" Avalon countered smugly turning the stem of the malvales in her hand. "Your father seems a better fit, Lord Lyonel seems smart and kind and less self interested than most on the council."
"Thank you your grace, my father is a... good man." Larys agreed ''Yet still, the manner of the hands departure... it feels something of an injustice.'' Larys remarked and Avalon chuckled as the thunder raged on around them.
'What do you know of the matter of his leaving?" Avalon countered.
''When one is never invited to speak, one learns instead to, um... observe. You're perhaps in need of an ally?' Larys suggested cautiously.
''I'm the Queen. I have no shortage of allies.''
''Naturally. Princess Rhaenyra, for example.'' Larys agreed.
"She is not thrilled of this union but she understands." Avalon assured. "She will happy once she is home, she will be queen not Laenor." Avalon reminded him. "Rhaenyra will not be subjected to the typical marriages, she will hold the power." Larys just shrugged. ''State your purpose, my lord.'' Avalon demanded.
''Uh... I did wonder if she could be relied upon now that she is... unwell.''
''Unwell? I haven't heard anything.'' Avalon countered
''Begging your pardon, Your Grace, I may be mistaken. It's just that on the very same night the lord hand was dismissed, the Grand Maester delivered a tea to the Princess's chambers.'' Larys informed her.
''A tea?'' Avalon questioned. "Teas are nothing special."
'Yes.'' Larys agreed "But the grand maester delivered it personally."
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The Heir // King Viserys Targaryen // Daemon Targaryen
Fanfiction"Brother. I have some conditions before I agree to this union. They are non negotiable." 🐉 King Viserys Targaryen lost his wife in child birth and everyone is pushing him to marry. He only saw one suitable match. ⚔️ Half of my heart // viserys...
