Bad for Business / Viserys Targaryen

4. Sweet

Viserys smiled as everyone piled around the long table for supper. Viserys and Aemma had not eaten a meal together in ages and Viserys hoped that with new blood in the capital it would spark something with Aemma again. Remind them of the love they once shared. 

"Pass the- Thank you." Odessa said as Ophelia handed her the rolls. 

"More wine Dessa?" Viserys questioned. 

"Thank you honey." Odessa agreed holding out her glass. 

"Dessa?" Aemma murmured to Viserys. He rose a brow confused. 

"Nickname." Viserys offered. 

"Honey?" Aemma rolled her eyes. 

"Viserys is sweet like honey." Odessa purred before taking a sip from her glass.  "Did you learn anything interesting in lessons with Alicent and Rhaenyra?"  Ophelia wanted to say no, it was a bore but she did manage to snag some blueprints. They would be useful, she had also grabbed a history book and when Maegor made the castle he made the tunnels and secret passages, he then killed everyone that helped make it to help keep it a secret, she would have to do some digging to find them. 

"It was fine, I would love to spend more time in the library. You know I think I want to be an architect." Ophelia remarked and Odessa smirked leaning back in her chair. "If only I could explore the castle, see what beautiful stone work and structural beauty this magnificent place has to offer..." she went on looking to Viserys innocently. 

"We should tour the castle!" Viserys suggested. "You would love it!" 

"I would," Ophelia agreed. "That would be grand."  Otto looked to Odessa as she smirked taking a sip of her drink. 

"Ry, love no inventions at the table please." Odessa added looking to Orion fiddling with something on his plate. "Eat up, its delicious." 

"Sorry mum, I got an idea." Orion remarked. 

"You always do." Odessa agreed. 

"Can I meet the dragons?" Ollivander questioned. Odessa chuckled. "You have one right Rhaenyra?" 

"I do, Syrax." Rhaenyra agreed. 

"Does he breathe fire like really, really hot?" Ollivander questioned. 

"She," Rhaenyra corrected. "And yes. She likes when I shout Dracarys." 

"Dracarys." Ollivander purred. "That means fire?" 

"Dragon fire, yes." Rhaenyra agreed. Ollivander got that giddy look on his face. Otto tensed. 

"Will she listen to anyone?" Ollivander pondered. 

"No, we are bonded." Rhaenyra corrected proudly. Ollivanders shoulders slumped. "But you could meet her, she will listen to me." Rhaenyra assured. 

"We can blow shit up together." Ollivander agreed. 

"Language." Odessa said nonchalantly, Ollivander waved a dismissive hand. 

"So, Lady Odessa, what brings you to the capital?" Aemma questioned reaching for Viserys hand. 

"My husband passed and I missed my brother." Odessa answered. "The children should know their cousin, Alicent has always been the sweetest thing. I hope they can be the best of friends." 

"Thats... sweet." Aemma offered. 

"So," Viserys pulled his hand from Aemma's. "I heard you are looking for a place to stay." 

"We are." Odessa agreed. "Otto is generously hosting us while I look for a home for us." 

"Why dont you stay here, Otto's home isnt grand you will be tripping over one another." Viserys suggested. 

"Oh that is so generous of you, Viserys." Odessa declared. "Let me pester Otto for a few days before I take you up on that offer." Viserys chuckled leaning back in his chair. 

"Your grace, you need not, my home is be suitable." Otto assured. 

"Four extra bodies in your home will feel like a million, we have plenty of room." Viserys assured. "And I want Odessa close, we have a lot of catching up to do." 

"That we do." Odessa agreed. Aemma grit her teeth confused, annoyed, frustration building in her. Just because her and Viserys were going through a rough patch didnt mean she didnt love her husband, didnt want him. She knew men too easily found comfort in whores and Aemma didnt know if this was worse or not. Odessa Hightower was beautiful, a proper lady, an affiar- Aemma shook her head at the thought. They were just old friends. Aemma took a long sip of wine as she looked to Viserys and Odessa, Odessa was leaning in, her hand on his thigh as she laughed out. Aemma's face pinched. 

"Mother?" Rhaenyra questioned. 

"What?" Aemma questioned. 

"Whats wrong?" Rhaenyra questioned softly. 

"Nothing. Just... busy day." Aemma offered. Rhaenyra shrugged turning back to Alicent. 

Hours seemed to pass Ollivander was curled up in his mothers lap, Alicent and Rhaenyra had went to bed, Orion was back to working on his project, Ophelia was examining the room, she needed to know if there was secret passageways in every room. Where they led, where they go out and how to open them... she examined the room casually, sparing glances back at Viserys to make sure he wasnt catching on. 

"This is..." Odessa licked her lips of the whipped cream. "Thank you for making my first day back so special Viserys." 

"I'm glad you are back. I have to admit when you left, I was saddened, but you seemed happy with Lord Bolton." Viserys recalled. 

"I was. He was a good man, he was... fun." Odessa agreed. "But unlike my dear brother Otto, I believe in finding love again. Not wasting my youth..." she purred fingers dancing over Viserys arms. Viserys cleared his throat, his eyes darting to her full lips. Odessa chuckled. "I should be getting Olli to bed, all of them, my, my look at the time." Viserys grabbed her hand. "I will see you in the morrow Viserys, don't worry. I'm not going anywhere."