House of the Dragon. Imagines and One Shots

Here for you - Part 7 - Otto x Viserys x Reader

Otto and the other members of the small council watched, as the king helped his sister up from the seat next to his, at the head of the table. Despite Viserys' concerns, (Y/n) had insisted that she still wanted to be at the meetings; the youngest child of Baelon not letting her large, rounded stomach stop her from being there whenever the Hand of the King might attempt to get close to her husband. The queen always saying that the child in her belly, was as strong as any dragon that lived in the pit. That it would take more than a walk from her room to the meeting, to affect the little one that would be arriving soon. The men getting to their feet, as the king and queen made their way out of the room.

Since the princess had become the queen, many things had changed around the capital; all coming to believe that Daemon's words on the day that his siblings had wed, had more than come true. (Y/n) not only taking over the care of her brother's health from the maester's; but also, a majority of the role of the Hand. And despite Otto's best attempts to regain his power; despite his attempts to have the other member of the small council, other lords say that they would not take orders from a woman, it had all come to naught. The female dragon seemingly able to counter everything that he could think of. But it was not just the other lords that she had been able to charm; she had also rallied her family, brough Daemon firmly back into the fold and as she and her cousin Rhaenys had always been friends, the bond now between House Targaryen and House Velaryon had grown even stronger. The lord of House Hightower realising that unless he did something, the queen, or worse, Prince Daemon, would become the next Hand of the King. Though how he was to appeal to the young Targaryen after spending the last months trying everything he could to stop her, was something that he would really have to think about.

"The queen appears in good health, Maestre Mellos............." Lord Lyman commented, as he collected his scrolls from the table.

"I would not know, Lord Lyman..........the health of her majesty is watched over by someone other than myself..........." Mellos replied; holding back his long necklace, as he got to his feet.

"So, the Grand Maestre cares for neither the king, nor the queen? Tell me, Maestre Mellos, what is it that you do do...............?" Otto asked, as he looked over the table at the Maestre.

"I could ask the same of you, Lord Hand. From what I have seen, the queen has taken it upon herself to take on much of your role. Yet here we still are............."

"We are all, still here. The queen may have chosen to take more of a hands-on role in the affairs of state than any other before her; but she and the king still have need of our expertise, of our knowledge. And (Y/n) has assured me personally, that that will not change." Coryls interjected. The Master of Ships not interested in listening to Otto attempt to rabblerouser once more.

"(Y/n), as well as Viserys are only interested in what is best for the kingdom; and since their marriage the Seven Kingdoms have never been more stable.............Now, if you will all excuse me, my family is to join the queen and king. There have been reports from the pits that Drakon has bred with one of the female dragons, and they wish to have one of the eggs for the new heir.........." The Sea Snake added, nodding respectfully to the Hand, before leaving the room. The other lords following suit, leaving Otto sat all alone in his chair.

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"Are you sure that you want to go in alone............." Viserys asked. His voice filled with concern, as he helped his wife to the pits.

"I am sure, Viserys. Drakon is mine, and I want our child to feel the same connection to his child, as I do to him. A new heir should have a dragon of their own.........Our child, should have a dragon of their own............" (Y/n) replied, as she slowly let go of her brother's arm. Her family watching, as the queen carefully made her way into the pit. Daemon coming to his brother's side, and placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder; there nothing to do now but wait for their sister's return.

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(Y/n) made her way into the darkness; she had never feared dragons and she was not about to start now, but the life inside her was the most important thing now, and she would allow no harm to come to it. So, for the first time there was something gnawing at her; something that begged her to proceed with caution. Her heart skipping a beat, as out of the gloom there suddenly appeared a huge face.

"Drakon, my sweet.............." The queen said, as she drew closer to the great dragon. The beast lowering his head and moving so that he could sniff at her rounded belly.

"They are nearly here, Drakon. And as I become a mother, you will become a father. I hope you will do my child the honour of knowing yours, as I know you. Of loving them, as I love you.............." The lady continued. A smile coming to her lips, as the jet-black dragon nudged her stomach ever so slightly, before moving his tail to reveal the egg that he was protecting. A single egg, at was as dark as its father. Drakon carefully nudging his offspring towards his teary-eyed rider.

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"She has been gone too long................" Viserys half whispered, as he and the others continued to wait for his sister to return with her prize.

"You should not worry..............." Rhaenys interrupted. Viserys turning to look at his cousin, as she stood with her arms around her own girls.

"You of all people should know that (Y/n) is strong enough to do this..........." She continued. The princess having no doubt in her mind that her cousin would show these men just what female Targaryens were made of. Her own words stopped, as she caught sight of something in the corner of her eye. All turning to see a smiling queen make her way out of the pit, a black egg clutched to her breast. The king, Daemon and Rhaenyra rushing to her side as she suddenly fell to her knees, her hand clutching at her belly.

"Viserys..........it.........its time.............."