GoT One-Shots Book 3!

Who Hurt You?! (Viserys Targaryen x fem!reader)

(Mentions of violence, blood, and death!)

You saw Viserys angry quite frequently. He was known for his dragon-like temper after all. However, you'd never seen him so angry as he was right now. His face was so red it was nearly purple. His nearly white hair was all over the place, falling in his face as he shook with rage and fire flashed in his eyes. Had that temper been actually directed at you, you probably would have been quaking in your boots at that point.

When you had returned to the chambers you shared with Viserys, it only took one look for him to fly into a rage. There, on your face as plain as day, was a black eye. Now Viserys didn't care for many people. At all. His main focus was achieving his own goals. But you were his queen and NO ONE hurt you.

"Who was it?" he asked through clenched teeth. You rolled your eyes a little. "One of the knights got drunk and decided not to recognize his queen. He tried to put his hands on me so I nearly removed his reason for living. He hit me." Viserys' pale face grew even more red and you could tell he was about to completely lose it.

You placed a hand on his chest. "I'm fine, my love. He hit like a child, truly." Viserys' violet eyes flashed to your face, his expression telling you that he wasn't at all amused. "Viserys, really. No need to get upset." Fire sparked in your husband then as he grabbed your arms. "No need? A man dared to put his hands on you. You! His Queen! I AM THE ONLY MAN ALLOWED TO TOUCH YOU! NOW WHO WAS IT?! WHO HURT YOU?!"

"Volume, dearest. There is no need to shout. Besides, killing him now will do no good. He's too drunk to realize what's happening." Viserys let go of you with an angry sigh. He knew you were right. You always were. "What do you suggest then?" You smiled as you approached him. You cupped his cheek with your hand. "Wait until morning. Then call him to you in front of the entire court to announce his punishment. You can show your subjects who the true king is and why no one should mess with your queen." A wicked smile spread across your husband's lips.

There was a particular way to handle Viserys in order to keep his temper somewhat in check while keeping yourself alive. You had learned that appealing to his ego/claim to the throne was the quickest way to soothe him. Was that what you had expected when your marriage to Viserys was arranged? Of course not, but that was what you learned quickly.

That was how you found yourself the next day standing by Viserys' side as the knight who'd hurt you was marched into the room in chains. The knight's eyes narrowed at you for a brief moment. Viserys caught this, of course, and sneered. "You dare let your gaze fall upon my queen again?!" The knight flinched back, but the other knights held him in place. You had earned the loyalty of the Guard and they protected you almost as fiercely as Viserys. Viserys grabbed your arm as gently as he could in his state of rage.

"Well?! Look upon your handiwork, Ser. Drunken mistake or no, you have harmed your queen! First, you tried besmirch her honor and when she refused, you dared to lay your hands on her." The longer Viserys spoke, the more frightened the knight looked. Viserys' voice was dangerously low. Deadly. Whatever happened next was not going to be pleasant for the knight. His decision was now about to see its consequence. You would think a man facing death would at least try to fight for his life. Not this man. Oh no. Instead, he chose to do the most stupid thing he could have.

Before you could blink, the knight fought off his guards and flew at you. You didn't even move. You knew he wouldn't get far. In an instant, Viserys ran the knight through with his sword. Your eyes met those of the man who had attacked you twice now and you smirked. He only remained alive because Viserys had yet to remove his sword. "That was not the smartest thing you could have done just then. You've given your king more than enough cause to execute you. Consider yourself lucky that your death will be swift once that sword is removed from your gullet."

On cue, Viserys pulled the sword from the former knight who then fell to the floor. "Let it be known that this is what happens to those who dare to disrespect and mistreat my queen! That behavior with NOT be tolerated in my kingdom." Viserys held out his hand for you to take. You did and stepped over the body of the now dead man as you left the room at your husband's side.

Once the doors were closed behind you and you were alone, you let yourself smile a little. What Viserys had done might have been overkill, but you felt safe with him knowing that no one would ever dare to hurt you again.