House of the Dragon. Imagines and One Shots

Here for you - Part 3 - Viserys x Reader

"Marry you..............?"

"Yes. The small council wish me to remarry, to have a male heir; and who better than you, (Y/n)? It was always expected that we would be wed. That the line of succession would come from us, So why shouldn't we?" Viserys replied, as he looked at her with hope. His brows furrowing, as (Y/n) pulled away and made her way over to the model that dominated the room.

Marriage...........? She had strangely not thought that Viserys would ask her to marry him. She had thought to be there to advise her brother on a suitable new bride; one that was not a child. One that could aid him, that could stand strong by his side and quite the voices of creatures like Otto Hightower. But this.............though, why not her? As her brother had just said, before he married Aemma, it was always thought that she and he would be wed; it had been their father's wish before he had joined the gods. And from being born, she had been raised to rule. So, now that her good sister had gone to join the gods, it seemed to make sense that she should fulfil her destiny. That she should take her place as the right hand of her brother. That she should help Viserys become the king that he really could be.

"Yes, Viserys; I will marry you." The princess finally agreed, as she turned back to her brother. Viserys getting to his feet and pulling her into his arms.

"But first.............first we must tell Rhaenyra. That poor girl deserves to know..........She needs to know that I love her just as much as Aemma did. And just because we are to wed, nothing will change how important she is to you." (Y/n) added. Viserys nodding in agreement.

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Otto, the other members of the small council and Daemon, waited in the throne room for the king. Each of them had had a Kingsguard sent to their rooms, advising that the king had something to announce; that they all needed to be present. The Hand having a feeling that he already knew what was to come. The sinking feeling in his stomach only getting worse, as the doors to the room were opened, and in walked not only the king, but his sister and daughter; the two women hand in hand, as Viserys kissed them both on the forehead, before making his way to the throne. Daemon smiling at his younger sister, as their sibling took a seat.

"You have dogged me since Aemmma death, with the need for me to find a new queen. A woman that will bear my heirs and assure the line of succession. That will give me sons...........well, I have found one; thought it will not be Laena Velaryon.........nor any other that has been pushed forward." Viserys began, before holding out his hand. (Y/n) kissing Rhaenyra on the cheek, and then making her way over to the Iron Throne. Viserys kissing his sister's hand, as she took his. A smile coming to the younger dragon's face, as she turned to look at the council members.

"I present to you my sister (Y/n) Targaryen............your future queen.........." Viserys announced. A hum going around those that were in the room. Only Otto not saying anything, as he looked at the princess that was staring right at him. The Hand not noticing that Daemon had turned his attention to him, his smile as broad and as knowing as his younger sister.

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Daemon and (Y/n) watched as the sycophants congratulated their king. Daemon letting out an amused snort as Otto made his way over to Viserys. The two talking for a moment before looking over to the princess.

"You know that you've ruined Otto's plans, don't you............" Daemon asked, as he and his sister continued to watch the interaction between King and Hand.

"Of course, that's what makes this all the sweeter. There is nothing like spoiling Otto's day to make it seem as though the sun is shining brighter..........."

"And you are sure that you want this.................." Daemon continued. The rogue prince taking his sister's hand.

"It was always expected that Viserys and I would wed. Our father expected it. He has always needed me, and no more than now. I care about him, I care about our line; and our brother needs someone that can counter the poison that that odious Hand of his, drips into his ear. So, who better to marry Viserys, than someone that enjoys making Otto Hightower's life a misery." (Y/n) chuckled, as Daemon kissed her on the cheek.

"You are definitely my sister.................."

"My lady................." A voice came. Both younger dragons turning to see Otto giving them a small bow.

"Such wonderful news. I am sure that you will be a wonderful queen........."

"It is what I was raised to be, Lord Hightower. It is only right that I finally do as my father wished. And I know how to take care of my brother and advise him, better than anyone........even you. Now, if you will excuse me, I think I should take Viserys back to his rooms. We need some time together before the wedding............" (Y/n) replied, kissing Daemon before letting her brother's hand go, and making her way to where Viserys was still speaking to his other advisors. The princess only stopping as she got to the Hand's side.

"Oh, and there will be no need for that daughter of yours to come to Viserys' rooms any longer. I am all the comfort that he will need..........though, if Alicent is really interested in much older men, I am sure that I will be able to find some suitable suitor that will ensure that she gets exactly what she........and you deserve." The princess smiled innocently, before making her way to her brother. (Y/n) taking Viserys' arm and leading him from the throne room.