Little Devil / Viserys Targaryen / Tommy Shelby

28. Distress

Dance Away my broken heart / Podrick Payne out now!!!

'Let us speak no more of it.' Otto agreed leaving his side.

"Father, a word." Aislynn countered getting up. "Instead of trying to sell my son off, why not one of your own?" Aislynn sassed thumping her father on the forehead

"Aislynn-"

"Your grace." Aislynn snapped back.

"Aislynn." Otto repeated softly. 

 "He is my son, he two. You can marry off Arthur."

"And finn." Otto agreed. 

"Finn is mine, not yours." Aislynn corrected. 

"We will speak no more of it." 

"Father, Aegon is my son, you worry about yours." 

"Finn is my son." 

"Then act like a father to him." Aislynn sassed as she turned around moving to Finn and Aegon playing with some of Aegon's new toys. 

"Aislynn," Otto rasped, she glanced back at him. "I'm sorry honey." 

"No you are not." AIslynn corrected. "You are sorry you got caught." Otto chuckled looking to his feet. "What can I say daddio, I'm my fathers daughter." 

'We've sent out riders to find Rhaenyra, Your Grace.' Lyonel assured as the night grew dark and there was no sign of the princess. 'Ser Criston went after her, so the hope is that they are together.'

'The girl is a heedless contrarian. If I instead forbade her to wed a Lannister, she would've run off with Lord Jason out of spite.' Viserys remarked. 'A truly great Targaryen King I am. Powerless over mine own daughter of seven-and-ten.'

'King Jaehaerys ruled over half a century of peace while his children drove him to the edge of madness... his daughters, in particular.' Lyonel recalled 'It is tradition, Your Grace.' Viserys took another sip of wine he surely didn't need it but he drank it down anyways. 'Do you wish to hear my opinion on the matter?' Viserys let out a long sigh

'Should I guess? You believe that your son, Ser Harwin "Break bones," the strongest knight in the Seven Kingdoms, is the best match for Rhaenyra.' Viserys hissed. That perked Aislynn's attention she glanced back at Harwin, that sexy, sexy man. 

"Larys what can you tell me about your brother?" Aislynn questioned. 

"I- what do you want to know?" Larys questioned confused. 

"Who is he? Besides dead drop gorgeous."

'You flatter me, Your Grace, but no.' Lyonel told him 'It would seem to me the best match for Rhaenyra is the son of The Sea Snake, Ser Laenor.' He offered 'Some years ago, I counseled you to take his sister to wife. My reasoning remains the same. Laenor is of pure Valyrian descent. He shares blood with your cousin, the Princess Rhaenys. And he is the heir to the wealthiest house in the realm. The breach between your houses has not narrowed since I last spoke of it. It would do much to assuage Lord Corlys of any slights real... or imagined.' Viserys pondered the idea. 'We must pray, of course, that Laenor survives the fighting in the Stepstones.' Viserys got up drunkenly and left the celebration, he just wanted to have a good time and celebrate his son. Not all this. His gaze shifted to Aislynn at least she seemed to be having a good time. 

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'Is everything all right, Viserys?' Aislynn questioned coming up to a large and crackling fire where Viserys stood, needing solace. "You are missing the party," Viserys smiled bringing a hand to her stomach. She lifted a hand covering his. "All partied out?"

'You know, I... I named her... to protect the realm from Daemon. She was my only child. "The Realm's Delight." I named her out of love because I no longer believed...'

'Believed what, my dear?' Aislynn questioned and Viserys sighed dragging his hands over her stomach. 

''Many in my line have been dragon riders. Very few among us have been dreamers. What is the power of a dragon... next to the power of prophecy.' Viserys told her

''Prophecy." Aislynn agreed. She looked up at the stars and grabbed his hand leading him to the benches. "My mother used to tell me about the stars and powers beyond what we can see." 

"Like how your brother knew we were having a boy, having Aegon." Viserys agreed. "What is this one?" 

"I wanted it to be a surprise." Aislynn remarked. Viserys nodded slowly. "I believe in fate and prophecy." Aislynn remarked. "Tell me what you are thinking off."

''When Rhaenyra was a child... I saw it in a dream... as vivid as these flames, I saw it. A male babe born to me... wearing the Conqueror's crown.' Viserys told her confidently. 'And I so wanted it to be true, to be a dreamer myself. I sought that vision again, night after night... but it never came again. I poured all my thought and will into it. And my obsession killed Rhaenyra's mother.''

''Viserys.' Aislynn tried to calm him.

'I thought Rhaenyra was the way out of my abyss of grief and regret. And naming her heir would begin to set things right.'

'Oh, it did.' Aislynn assured. "She is going through her moody teenage years. They all do, except Ali, shes kind of perfect." Aislynn admitted. 

''I never imagined I would remarry, that I would fall in love..." AIslynn offered him a small smile in the dim light of the fire. "-that I would have a son.' Viserys told her his confidence wavering. 'What if I was wrong?' he heard a horn blowing in the distance the beast had been found. He put a hand on her stomach running his hands along her dress. 

"Go catch a hart, take your mind off this prophecy for a while." 

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'He may not be white, Your Grace. But he's a big lad.' Harwin remarked as they got closer to the Hart.

'Your Grace... for the kill'. Jason offered his spear and Viserys took it. The hart bellowed and thrashed in their restraints.

'Right here, Your Grace.' A huntsman remarked showing him where to strike. The hart wailed but didn't fall 'One more time, Your Grace. A little bit to your left.' The huntsman told him so again Viserys struck. The hart shrieked before collapsing to the ground. The hunter applauded their king.

Arthur snorted a laugh when the king missed.

"No we applaud the king, Art. For his lack of skills." John sniggered.

"Our brother in law." Arthur declared with a cackle.

"Aislynn is a better shot than him." Tommy murmured. "Hell, Finn is and he hates bloodshed."

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"Good hunt?" Aislynn questioned.

"We caught the hart, your grace." Harwin agreed. "Well the king did."

"On the second try too with the creature being held down." Aislynn added. "My brothers told me what a pathetic show it was." Aislynn remarked. 

"Best not let the king hear you talking about him like that." Harwin mused. 

"Poor viserys is not a hunter but thats okay he has other wonderful qualities, I was speaking to your brother and he had... little to say about your... " she waved a hand in front of harwins chest. "Youness." 

"You-ness?" 

"Yeah... oh my goodness." Aislynn whispered seeing Rhaenyra. 

When Rhaenyra got back to the camp she had blood dried onto her clothes but she walked with confidence and elegance. She was a queen. 

"Harwin, keep your eyes to yourself, she is clearly in a state of distress." Aislynn mused and harwin cleared his throat turning away from Rhaenyra. "Its funny how people have to listen to me now." Aislynn mused. "You okay Rhaenyra?" She gave her a thumbs up as she kept walking. "Great." Aislynn agreed.  "Viserys!" Aislynn shouted walked through the grounds. "I want to go home!"