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King Viserys Targaryen sat at the head of the Small Council chamber, the weight of the Seven Kingdoms resting upon his shoulders. Lyonel Strong, the Hand of the King, leaned forward, studying the letter from Lady Eris Tyrell with a furrowed brow.
"Your Grace," Lyonel began, his voice filled with concern, "Lady Eris's invitation is unconventional, to say the least. Are we certain it is wise to accept?"
Viserys leaned back in his chair, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Ah, Lyonel, my trusted Hand. Lady Eris possesses a spirit that reminds me of my own youth. Her audacity is matched only by her cleverness," he remarked, his voice filled with fondness.
The grand maester, Mellos, chimed in, his tone measured and cautious. "Your Grace, it is important to consider the impropriety of the princess to even jest of both princes becoming her husband ."
Viserys nodded, acknowledging Mellos's word. "Indeed, grand maester, you speak true. But Lady Eris has proven herself to be a smart girl for her age all though she has moment we're her jokes are brazen it isn't to be taken seriously. Her concern is not simply for House Tyrell's position but for advantage of the crown to have the tyrells is to never go hungry."
Master of Laws, Jasper Wylde, scratched his chin thoughtfully. "Your Grace, I must admit, Lady Eris's boldness is intriguing. Highgarden has always been a powerful ally, and her name day celebration could provide an opportunity for diplomatic discourse."
The queen, Alicent, sighed softly, her gaze fixed upon the letter. "Your grace, you know I have reservations. Our sons are not ready for marriage, and this celebration may only serve to further fuel expectations."
Viserys reached out and took his wife's hand in his own, a gesture of reassurance. "Alicent I understand your concerns, in her letters she has reminded me that my daughter will inherit my throne but both our sons aegon and aemond will be left with little to few options marrying the heir to a powerful house would not be the worst of their choices. But let us not forget the joy that Lady Eris's letters bring to our court. We must find moments of levity amidst our responsibilities."
His mentioning the that his two true born sons would not be his heir made the Queen uncomfortable as she thought they with suitable male heirs the king would have changed succession lines. The queen was not the only one to wince at the kings words but so were those on the greens side who were in support of aegon the son of the queen to become king.
Tyland Lannister, the master of coin, spoke up, his voice laced with caution. "Your Grace, attending this celebration will require resources and careful planning. We must consider the financial implications, especially in these uncertain times."
Viserys grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Ah, Tyland, always the pragmatist. But think of the tales we shall bring back from Highgarden. The feasts, the music, the grandeur! It will be a respite from the burdens of state. I assure you the graciousness of the Tyrells will not invite the king to only leave him and his party empty bellied"
