Bad for Business / Viserys Targaryen

2. Miss Mischief

Odessa had married Reginald Bolton. He was a charming and sexy man. A little bit twisted little bit rough but that was how she liked him. She was 15 when she was wed. And quickly popped out her three little angels. The rest of the world considered them devils but she didn't care. They were perfect to her.

Now at 26 she refused to marry Reggies little brother he was a creep and Odessa claimed she was to torn to ever move on so she moved home instead. But home wasnt home without her big brother Otto to pester.

Hobert was the eldest. He was their parents heir. Otto was the spare. Odessa was like a doll to dress up. That's what her mother thought anyways. She brought Odessa along to all of the social gatherings, trying to teach her how to be the perfect little lady. What Odessa learned instead, was how easy she could get what she wanted by batting her eyelashes and giving a little pout. She had the world like putty in her hands, and she took advantage of it.

"Alicent sweetie look at you!" Odessa declared.

"Hi aunt Odessa." Alicent answered hugging her.

" such a lovely young lady you have become. You don't mind me and my hooligans spend a little extra time with you here at the capital do you?" Odessa pondered.

" they're staying?" Alicent questioned her father.

" yes they are." Otto agreed simply. Alicent beamed back at them. She didn't know much about her cousins. They spent most of their time in the north, at the dreadfort but she knew her aunt. And she was excited to get to know them more.

Alicent was a sweet and proper little thing. She had just turned nine like Ophelia and Odessa hoped they would be lifelong friends.

" I have lessons with the princess rhaenyra soon." Alicent remarked. " Ophelia would you like to come with?"

" what a lovely offer." Odessa remarked as Ophelia rolled her eyes.

Lessons? Ophelia mouthed to her mother.

"Go on Lia make some new friends. Learn a lot about the ins and outs of the castle." Odessa offered with a wink. Ophelia smirked. The castle sure to have some thing for her to break into. Wish you would have some thing valuable. She could steal a lot. She could pick a few locks perhaps they were hidden passageways she heard they were maybe she could find them, that would be fun. Be able to roam around the castle without anyone noticing.

" I'm headed to work as well." Otto reminded her sister. " but you are welcome to stay here.-"

" we have to go to the castle!" Ollivander declared.

" yeah!" Orion agreed with just as much enthusiasm.

" you boys must be on your very best behavior." Otto warned knowing his nephews.

" we just wanna see what you do uncle." Orion assured.

" yeah I definitely don't want to burn anything, it's not like they're Targaryen's with dragons." Ollivander mused.

" heavens, help the seven realms." Otto murmured.

" let's all take a trip to the castle then this will be fun brother." Odessa declared. "aren't you so glad I'm home?" She mused.

" so glad." he agreed.

" come on everyone very best behavior." Odessa declared. She clapped her hands and they filed out the door.

" I mean it, Odessa. This is my place of work. None of their shenanigans." Otto begged. " none of yours either." he added.

"Oh Otto!" Odessa laughed out. " it's like you know me too well."

"All too well." Otto agreed.

"Rhaenyra! This is my cousin Ophelia. Lia is this princess rhaenyra Targaryen." Alicent introduced. Ophelia stuck out a hand before remembering to curtsy. Her father had taught her and her brothers always type of firm handshake to show them you mean business. But she was to use a curtesy when she was on her very best behavior before she did some thing mischievous.

Odessa loved that Reggie called Ophelia Miss mischief. It fit her perfectly. Rhaenyra returned her curtesy.

" are you joining us for lessons?" Rhaenyra questioned. She looked bored already. Ophelia could work with that.

"my mother says I'm already a genius, but I suppose if that's what we're doing." Ophelia agreed.

" come on you're going to love it here! She and her brothers are staying at my house with me until they find a place of their own." Alicent remarked as they walked. " that's what I heard my father saying right? You're staying?"

" yes we are." Ophelia agreed.

" where were you living before?" Rhaenyra questioned.

" up north, the dread fort." Ophelia answered. " my dad died. Mum wanted to come home. But old town felt too hot compared to being in the north for so long. It didn't feel like home without uncle otto." Ophelia shrugged.

" I'm sorry your father died." Rhaenyra offered.

" it was 8 moons ago." Ophelia offered. "seems like forever ago now... the rest of the world moved on, so we had to."

" sometimes I think my mother wishes my father will drop dead." Rhaenyra blurted out.

" your father is the king." Ophelia corrected.

" they are still a married couple. Married people fight you should hear them. They're so loud when they're yelling at each other." Rhaenyra remarked.

" what are they fighting about?" Ophelia pondered.

" that's none of our business." Alicent hushed her cousin.

"Rhaenyra wouldn't have told us if she didn't want us to know if she didn't want us to ask." Ophelia corrected. Alicent turned hesitantly to the princess. She never wished to over step.

" my father wants a son. My mother can't give him one. That's the main topic. But they don't sleep in the same bed anymore..."

" the king and queen fighting..." Ophelia tsked. " that right there is bad for business."

" what do you mean?" Rhaenyra countered confused.

" the king and queen fighting." she repeated, as though it was obvious. " it means there's a weak spot in the capital. And when there's a weak spot... it can be infiltrated easier."

" you mean someone will try and infiltrate their marriage?" Rhaenyra laughed back. "it's not like this is a heist."

" not yet." Ophelia murmured under her breath. She was going to like the capital.