THE HEALER PRINCE ( House of dragon reincarnation)(OC x Alicent)

Part 45

Chapter 45

VISERYS TARGARYEN

Viserys Targaryen, rider of Balerions, King of the Seven Kingdoms, yet the man had been blind to the dangers sprouting right beside him. Even now, days later, his mind has failed to grasp the implications of Aenys's words.

A dreamer. Blessed, or as some would say cursed with visions of the future. It had been nearly a hundred years since a Targaryen had been born with this gift, with the Conqueror rumored to be the last who passed down his vision through his Song of Ice and Fire, a prophecy that had been passed onto him by his grandsire.

Yet the prophesized winter lay in the distant future, and there was another tragedy looming at their doorsteps one which appeared more and more imminent with each passing day. And as he looked up at the people sitting across him at the table, his gaze ignored the rest as it landed on Rhaenyra, his dear daughter, as she conversed with Aenys's lady wife in a hushed tone, his heart wrenched as he imagined the tragedy that the fates had set for her to face.

Was she ready? Could she overcome the tribulations that the Gods had in store for her? And what could he do to aid her?

And so, in these desperate times, Viserys missed the love of her life, for she would have known the answer. Yet she was not here, and it was up to him to ensure the safety of her last reaming symbol.

And so, he coughed slightly and spoke up as everyone turned to face him.

"I have something to say," he began and saw three sets of eyes turn towards him as he told them what he had told the Council earlier in the morning.

"After much deliberation, I have decided that I shall not take a second wife," he said in a single breath and saw Aenys's eyes tighten at her words. However, he didn't miss a brief sense of relief passing over Rhaenyra, gone as soon as it had appeared as his brother cut in from the side.

"What do you mean you are not taking a second wife? Hadn't you decided on marrying Laena Velaryon?" Aenys questioned, and Viserys nodded, wincing internally as Aenys mentioned the name so causally especially infront of Rhaenyra.

"Yes, and after much deliberation I have decided against it, he began as he turned to face Aenys, his voice becoming much quieter as he added rather silently.

"-especially after some rather illuminating discussions," and saw Aenys still at those words, as he understood the hidden meaning.

"But what of the Council?" Rhaenyra questioned from further ahead, as Viserys turned to face his daughter.

"You told me that the Council was pushing for you to take a second wife?" she questioned, and he nodded.

"Yes, indeed the Council was insistent over the matter, yet you forget that it is not the Council who rules over the realm but me, and so it is my descion not theirs and I have decided against it,"

"Yes, indeed, the Council was insistent over the matter, yet you forget that it is not the Council who rules over the realm but me, and so it is my decision, not theirs, and I have decided against it," he replied with a smile.

"And with your upcoming nuptials, their reasoning becomes void," he added and saw her look down with a blush, and wasn't that a sense of relief for him?

Gwayne Hightower was a young lad, honorable and chivalrous from what he had gathered from Lord Lyonel, and most importantly, the young genuinely cared for his daughter.

More importantly, this would strengthen her ties with Alicent and, in return, Aenys, who was still looking at him with a complicated gaze. And after the wanton display of brutality from Daemon at the melee, the least he had reasoned was that for her safety, it was essential for her that she had Aenys's support, for he was the only one he could trust to shield her from his brother's clenches.