Little Devil / Viserys Targaryen / Tommy Shelby

35. Bitch Please

"He said allow me to marry Rhaenyra."

'Shut up!" Aislynn declared. "NO!" 

"Yes." TOmmy agreed. 

"It was quite the show." John agreed. 

"Aislynn, might I have a word?" Viserys questioned coming up behind them. Aislynn nodded following him back to her chambers. 

' 'Have you spoken to her?'' Aislynn questioned as she closed the door. 

'No.'' Viserys admitted. 

"Talking has never been your strong suit." Aislynn remarked. "To your daughter that is." 

"Aislynn, what do I do? YOu father said one thing, Rhaenyra says another, Daemon say the same as your father..." Viserys breathed out. 

''It is not in Rhaenyra's nature to be deceitful. I cannot say the same for your brother.' Aislynn reminded him

'You believe he lied?'

'How often does he speak the pure truth? How does confessing to such things serve him? By reducing you.' Aislynn offered and Viserys sighed.

'Whatever transpired, Rhaenyra is not innocent.' Viserys reminded her

"No, but I spoke to her and she didnt fuck him." 

"You sure?" 

"Positive." Aislynn agreed. "She was only there because Daemon tried to corrupt her.''

''Daemon and Rhaenyra share the blood of the dragon. They are restless and chaotic.' Viserys told her.

"You share their blood and you are not chaotic," Aislynn remarked. "You are a bit restless."  Viserys met her gaze. 

"I will apologize to your father." Viserys remarked. "I shouldnt have taken my anger out on him. You were right." 

"I usually am." Aislynn agreed. "But talk to Rhaenyra first." 

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'That dagger once belonged to Aegon the Conqueror. It was Aenar's before that. And before that... well, it is difficult to know. Before Aegon's death, the last of the Valyrian pyromancers hid his song in the steel.' Viserys said holding out a blade over the fire, a message was revealed.

"From my blood... come the Prince That Was Promised... and his will be the Song of Ice and Fire." Rhaenyra read

'The responsibility I have handed to you, the burden of this knowledge... it is larger than the throne, the king. It is larger than you and your desires. Jaehaerys would've disinherited you.'

'For a lie?' Rhaenyra countered 'You've yet to ask me for the truth of what happened. Aislynn talked with me, did she not talk to you?'

'SHe did." Viserys assured. "But The truth does not matter, Rhaenyra. Only perception. You have exposed yourself. Now we must both suffer the consequences.' Viserys told her solemnly.

'Were I born a man, I could bed whomever I wanted. I could father a dozen bastards, and no one in your court would blink an eye.' Rhaenyra countered

'You are right... but you were born a woman.'

'So you'll strip me of my titles and name Aegon in my stead.' Rhaenyra offered stiffly

'I would. But it is mine to hold the realm together, not sow it with further division. Your courtship is at an end. You will wed Ser Laenor Velaryon, and you will do so without protest. The son of the Sea Snake.'

'So I can be a remedy for your political headaches.' Rhaenyra groaned

'You are my political headache!" Viserys shouted back. Aislynn was the only good decision in his life while Rhaenyra was problem after problem.  "Your wedding to Ser Laenor Velaryon will unite the two most powerful houses in the realm. With the combined strength of our shared dragons and naval fleets, no one would dare to stand against us. The House of the Dragon will stand as one for a further generation.' Viserys demanded