Burn The Ships / Viserys Targaryen / Larys Strong

29. Oops

Viserys loved Lucia. He hadn't said it in so many words but he did.

They woke together more than not and larys hated it. Not just because he was losing her but because he didnt want her to get hurt. He knew if found out that viserys would be fine but lucia would be an even bigger outcast. He wanted to protect her but he couldnt protect her from herself.

"Ma!"

Lucia knew that honestly she shouldnt have loved aemond calling her ma as much as she did but since loving viserys she had been thinking more on children. A child of her own one day.

Lucia wanted a little bundle of her own. Larys kissed her cheek telling her she would have a child one day. He would give her a child if she wanted... lucia shook her head before feeling a wave of nausea flood her at the smell of their supper.

"You and the king havent-" larys stopped himself as their father came in and lucia ran off to vomit.

"Whats wrong with Lu?"

"Stomach bug." Larys answered. Heavens no his lucia couldn't be pregnant with the kings child.

"Love you sweetie. Hope you feel better in the morning." Lyonel remarked. Lucia nodded curling into her covers. What had she done? Why did she do this? She let the lust get the better of her.

Now she would be burdened with... a child. Something she did want. But how could she ever look at the king again. Or the queen. Any of them. Maybe if she was lucky she would have a black haired hair like rhaenyra did. Her strong genes could shine through and-"

"Lu?"

"If im already pregnant can you make the baby yours instead?" Lucia whimpered. Larys sat beside her on the bed. She curled her knees up into her chest wrappingnher arms around herself.

"Oh Lu... I can try." Larys assured.

"Larys im worse than rhaenyra-"

"No. You are not Lu. You are perfect. Harwin and rhaenyra-"

"Had an affair-"

"The king loves you-"

"And rhaenyra hates her husband. The king doesnt like his wife. I gave harwin so much shit and-" lucia whimpered out. "Now im-"

"Lucia you and I will figure this out. I promise. If you want to run away we can do that. I can step up. Be the babies father. I dont mind. I would like that."

"What about viserys?"

"What about him? We dont need him."

"Larys," lucia whined. "He..." she touched her stomach. Larys kissed her silencing her thoughts.

"I love you... do you love him?"

"I do." Lucia whispered.

"Does he love you?"

"I dont know." Lucia admitted.

The next thing she knew, his tongue was tangling with hers and his fingers were wrapped around her hair, pulling it taut and forcing her head at a better angle for him to devour her. It was hard. It was intense. It was a preview of how larys would be in bed.

Larys let loose with a half groan, half growl before grabbing her by the hips and pushing against her from the front. He released her hair and snagged her wrists wrapping them around his neck. What she wouldn't give to wrap her legs around his lean hips.

"Larys-"

"Im trying to make this baby mine. Remember?" He whispered against her lips. He refused to let her go.

Lucian knew she had to tell viserys even if he didnt want anything to do with her and the babe. He had the right to know.

But the walk to the castle was long and painful. Every step closer to something she both always wanted and never wanted. She wanted a family a husband a place to grow old but she didnt want things to end up this way. She loved viserys but he was married and she was just Lucia strong. She never would have been an option. She was a cripple and a monster due to rhaenyra and alicent. This was a bad idea but ser criston saw her mumbling to herself and moved towards her. She stumbled into him with an oops.

"The king was looking for you." Criston remarked.

"He was?"

"Said something about not wanting to miss your game of chess." Criston agreed. Yes that was the lie. Their nightly chess game.

"Thank you ser criston."

"Of course. Would you like me to walk you?"

"I shall make it myself. Thank you..." he was a good knight. Always kind to her. She liked criston. He didnt treat her like enigma. When she finally got to viserys chambers she was a bundle of nerves but she couldnt hesitate any longer. She knocked coming in before he said enter and she moved swiftly to him. He wrapped his arms around her holding her close and she felt safe and loved. He wouldnt push her away. He just wouldnt. He couldnt. She couldnt lose him.

Viserys lifted his fingers and ran them over her jawline with tender worship, and a deep, unrestrained longing filled his eyes. He leaned forward ever so slightly, breathing her in, and then another emotion joined his desire. Concern. Looking at her suddenly standoffish expression.

"Luc-"

"I'm pregnant." Lucia whispered and Viserys stared back at her a moment longer. "It's yours."

"Oh Lucia this is wonderful." Viserys declared.

"It's not! We are not wed and I will be-"

"My wife." Viserys declared.

"You have a wife." Lucia corrected.

"I will take a second. There is no love between Alicent and I but you, lucia I hold great love for you." Viserys declared.

"You do?" Lucia questioned.

"I do." Viserys agreed. "I love you. I should have said it a million times over by now. Lucia I love you."

"I love you Viserys."

"Why should we be loveless when we have each other? Marry me Lucia. Please. Marry me."