Viserys sets his sights on Alicents elder sister, Aislynn Hightower but hes not the only drawn to her fiery personality. Daemon thinks himself a competitor for her heart but her heart is already stolen by the most scandalous man.
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"Who are these cuties?" Viserys questioned.
"Johns kids. This is Emily. Emily can you say hi to viserys." Aislynn coed.
"Hi mr Vis!" Emily declared from aislynns lap.
"I think i saw you at our wedding. You were the sparkly green dress." Viserys remarked.
"Thats right." Emily agreed. "I sparkled!"
"So pretty like your aunt." Viserys remarked.
"Queen Lynnie!" Emily agreed smiling back at aislynn.
"How old are you Emily?" Viserys questioned.
"Im three." Emily held up three fingers.
"Johns youngest." Aislynn informed him.
"You will be friends with our son one day." Viserys remarked.
"Im friends with everyone!" Emily agreed. Emily was easy to love had johns easy way about her little self. She moved from aislynns lap to viserys. Viserys didnt get to enjoy rhaenyras younger years. He was focused on the council the realms wanting a boy. But little Emily smiling up at him made him wish he had spent more time with rhaenyra been closer with her. He would do better this time around.
Aislynn didnt think she would fall for her husband but seeing him with Emily made Aislynns heart ache. Viserys smiled back at her as Emily blabbered on.
Damnit. Aislynn liked this doting father look on viserys.
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"Eh, ready?"
"Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine." John agreed.
"Have a drink." Aislynn suggested.
"What? What are you all staring at me for? What?" John spat as Aislynn fixed his shirt.
"Good. Let's go." Aislynn declared.
"What? Tommy, what are you playing at?" John spat. "Why do you look so pretty for war?" John added looking Aislynn over.
"Thank you, its new." Aislynn agreed running her hands over the bodice of the dress.
"It takes if looks could kill to a new level." Tommy added smiling back at her and Aislynn couldnt hide her blush. "Even better, I am going to have fun taking it off after this." Tommy whispered. Aislynn rammed her hips back into him.
"Tommy!" Aislynn giggled out.
"John, before you go into battle, there's something you're going to need." Tommy added.
"What are you bloody doing, Tommy?"
"Smile, john. It's a wedding." Aislynn declared.
"Whose bloody wedding?" John countered as Aislynn forced the ale to his lips.
"Now, if we told you, you wouldn't have come." Arthur remarked with a laugh and John paled trying to push back but Criston and Otto held him put.
"There's a girl in the Lee family who's gone a bit wild and she needs marrying off." Tommy remarked.
"Ah, fuck!" John shouted struggling.
"John, boy!" Otto begged. "John!"
"You have no bloody right!" John shouted.
"Shh. Shh. Listen to me! Listen to me! A girl who needs a husband, a man who needs a wife isnt that what every man ever says... you will be a wonderful husband to her." Aislynn reminded him putting her hands on his face trying to calm him down.
"Amorett, I'm not bloody marrying some fucking mushroom picker." John whined.
"Shh, john sweetie. Come on, listen. Father already betrothed you. So if you back out now, there's going to be one fucking mighty war breaking out here that's going to make the dornish marches look like a fucking tea party." Aislynn remarked.
"But if you marry her, our family and the Lee family will be united forever and this war will be over." Otto added.
"Now, it's up to you, john. war or peace?" Tommy agreed.
"Let go of me!" John hissed glaring back at Criston.
"Right... You should see the size of her dowry." Aislynn offered as she turned around.
"Her what?" John questioned as she stopped fighting.
"Her dad's giving you a carriage and a stallion." Aislynn remarked innocently.
"Fix me up." John agreed as Aislynn fixed his shirt and hair as he took another shot.
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"Perfect." Aislynn assured.
"She'd better be under 50." John griped.
"Go on." Otto encouraged and Viserys offered his arm to Aislynn as he led her to her seat beside Alicent and rhaenyra.
"This is the weirdest wedding i have ever been to." Rhaenyra remarked.
"A birde and groom forced down the aisle?" Aislynn countered. "Thats not strange at all. Thats quite usual."
"We're here today to join in matrimony, this man and this woman... And harmony and togetherness which is sanctioned and honored by the presence and the power of these two families around us."
"Do you, John Michael Hightower, take Esme Martha Lee to be your beautiful young wife?"
"Thanks for being here." Aislynn whispered to viserys. "It means a lot."
"No place I would rather be." Viserys assured kissing the corner of her lips. She bit her lip prying her eyes away from him. She felt tommys hand on her shoulder from the row behind her.
"There remains one more part of the ceremony. It's the mingling of the two bloods. So the two families become the one family."
"Very Targaryen." Finn whispered. "They do that at Targaryen weddings, mixing blood." He recalled.
"I didnt do that." Aislynn murmured.
"Why not?" Finn questioned.
"Why didnt we?" Aislynn pondered. Viserys looked to her.
"The council doesnt like such ceremonies." Viserys offered.
"I now pronounce you man and wife!"
"Well, john, kiss the bride, will you?" Aislynn declared as Esme smiled back at John.
"Congratulations.'' Aislynn declared standing up. "Now... Lets get drunk!"
