The game of thrones Viserys Targaryenxreader

Part 9

We strayed further from the Dorthraki campsite and a weight was lifted off my sholders when we we were finally out of sight. That place wasn't home. It never was. There was a bigger purpose at foot for both me and Viserys. He might be crazy but Danerys seemed more so going over the edge and her downfall wouldn't be pretty.

We kept descret, moving along the woods and valleys silently going unoticed by any scavengers who could have been out there. The only weapon was Viserys sword but I felt safe, knowing he was a strong swordsman who would be King.

Once we made our way through the woods which had been a while's walk from the sight but I swore I could still hear the horde of Dorthraki men yelling and cheering in my head.

We decided to take a rest, breathing heavily from our travels and overall restless to finally sleep, as our days at the camp we always slept with one eye open.

I leaned up against a tree besides Viserys, sliding down to the ground tiredly. His head rested back but he wasn't fully relaxed, his eyes held a anguished gaze, spinning in a state of momentary.

"She has nerve... dare throw me out like shit!" He yelled careful not to be so loud.

"Viserys." I spoke softly,trying to calm him down from further anger.

"—That pompus bitch!"

"Viserys please..."

He continued both shocked and traumatized, thinking back to the hot molting iron that simply just slipped right off his head, didn't even singe off his hair, prevailing who the real dragon was. "To think she's the true heir to the iron throne? No, I don't think so—"

"Visery!" I yelled over him.

He stopped and glared at me. "What! What is so important to inturupt me?"

I bit my lip to contain from cursing back at him and calmy placed a hand on his shoulder. "You haven't lost this battle so stop acting like you have!"

"Oh really you think?" He said sarcastically.

I was completely bewildered by this man, he just escaped death and had the nerve to care no less of my feelings on this situation. I would have lost him forever.

"Viserys. You put us in enough danger as it is! You just had to have things your way?" Before leaping to my feet I 'lightly' slapped his chest. He became slightly offended and stood to my level. The fire in his eyes grew and he gripped my wrist tightly pulling me close.

"I am not to blame! I did this for you, to keep you safe. So yes infact... I did loose!" He then let me go and fell back down against the tree looking away.

I couldn't force a smile anymore and so badly wanted to kick his leg.

"No you didn't! You fleed with your life and..." I paused, the satchel glued to my side weighed down reminding me that everything will be fine.
I gently pulled out the heavy object, holding it carefully in my hands like a mother would hold her baby.

The eggs scales shimmered as I caressed my hand along the shell, so soft and ethereal. I was in awe and proud of myself that I had successfully stole.

"Viserys..."

"No, (y/n). I would much like to sit in silence." His voice sounded pathetic and giving up on everything.

I slowly nelt down by his side, leaning myself against his side. He sighed still not yet looking but pulled his arm loosely around my back.

"All hope is lost. My sister has everything that I deserve... what do we do know?" He asked swallowing thickly but I knew the same old Viserys was there fighting for a way to figure it all out.

My motivation was alive and I knew his would be to once I placed the egg in his lap. He didn't make a sound but his hands shook and a real smile appeared on his lips. He turned to me, pulling my face close and gifting a chaste kiss.

"We win back your throne."

Authors note:

I apologize for this story taking to long. I hop you enjoyed and in time eveything will be done. I apologize for any errors, in the future I will go over everything a fix it.

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