Chapter 25

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Viserys

It had been nine long months since he had last seen his precious daughter Rhaenyra and it had been very hard, a couple weeks prior, knowing that he could not see her on her nameday. However, he did know that, if she hadn’t already done so, she would be delivering her first babe at any time.

It was actually nine months to the day he had last seen his child, when the Raven came from Winterfell and written in the hand of Lord Rickon Stark,

“To Your Grace, King Viserys,

I am writing to you on behalf of my son and heir, Cregan and his wife, your daughter, Princess Rhaenyra to announce the birth of their children. Six days prior to Princess Rhaenyra’s fourteenth nameday, she was delivered of three identical dark haired amethyst eyed girls followed by a silver haired gray eyed boy. The Princess blacked out and was not able to be roused following her delivery of her third daughter. Her son was born while she was unconscious. Despite the team of midwives and our healer's best efforts, the princess remained unconscious for six whole days, only finally waking on her nameday.

The conclusion that has been drawn from the midwives and healers is that the sheer strain of carrying nearly to term and then birthing four babes just wound up being too much for her body to handle and so it went into a healing sleep. However, she is still extremely weak and has been advised to not even attempt another conception for a minimum of three years so that she may fully heal.

As for the newborns, they are doing well despite still being smaller than usual for newborns. 

Sire, our children have named your firstborn granddaughter and your daughter’s heir, Princess Alessa-Visenya Stark. Princess Ingrid-Jyaenna Stark is the second girl with the third having been named Princess Aislinn-Daelys Stark. Finally, their youngest and smallest babe has been given the name Prince Inigo-Drogon Stark.

Again, as of this moment, both your daughter and our grandchildren are doing well. They are all still a bit weak but are gaining strength by the day and by the constant attention of your daughter’s ladies, the direwolves, Benjen and Alys.  I also know that once Rhaenyra gains a bit more strength, she does intend to pick out with Cregan the dragon eggs that will lay in their children’s cradles.

With joyous tidings and great regard,

Lord Rickon Stark, Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North “


Viserys wound up reading the message at least a dozen times as his brain tried to comprehend what it was saying. He knew about half of women died attempting to birth twins and it was virtually unheard of for a woman to survive birthing three babes but four? No one was able to do that and survive. Not the mother or the children. Yet somehow, his baby girl had done the impossible. She birthed four little living babes and was still alive herself. Surely the Gods' were on her side and he had been right in naming her his heir.

That night, after drinking himself to sleep over the thought of just how close his only child had come to death without him being with her, he had a visitor.

“Men think that they are so strong and mighty and yet it is us women who are always left to do the hardest work of all. Viserys, you are right, the Gods' have chosen our daughter. They’ve chosen her and Lord Cregan. They’ve even chosen Wintertown as Westros’ new capital under the name Queen’s Hearth. They and their children hold the fate of the world on their shoulders. Guess I should thank your pathetic weakness and gullability for marrying my only child off to Lord Cregan as he is 10,000 times the man that you have ever been. Hells, DAEMON is at least 1000 times a better man than you are. Did you know that Cregan does not even wish to bed our daughter for his pleasure, and I do mean pleasure not for breeding purposes but pleasure, for at least a half a dozen years, so until she is twenty, as he’s so concerned about her health and well being? That is the sort of wonderful man with whom our daughter now calls her Lord Husband.

Knowing my little firecracker, she will refuse to wait that long to have him again although I do hope she waits at least two years so that her body can mature just a bit more.

About that, Viserys ARE YOU AN ABSOLUTE BLOODY IDIOT!!!? My baby, MY BABY was forced to be PUBLICLY BEDDED by your little WHORE who was making accusations that Rhaenyra might not truly be a virgin at thirteen! SHE WAS THIRTEEN YEARS OLD! THIRTEEN VISERYS AND YOU WATCHED OUR BABY GIRL HAVE SEX FOR THE FIRST TIME.

YES, she was a virgin as girls typically are unless they marry IDIOTS or have IDIOTS as fathers. You, Viserys are very much an IDIOT. You should have waited like grandmother told you until I was at least 15 to bed but you listened to your puppet master Otto and forced yourself on me at 12. Then, despite knowing the damage it caused me, you insist that our daughter is bedded at just a year older than I was. Fine! If you absolutely had to, you could have married her off to Lord Cregan when you did but the consummation could have waited until she was older. Thankfully Cregan is a better man.

This leads me to my next point. VISERYS YOU ARE A BLOODY PEDOPHILE! YOU WERE WANKING AT THE SIGHT OF OUR 13 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER LOSING HER VIRGINITY TO A MAN ONLY FIVE YEARS YOUNGER THAN YOU! IT IS DISGUSTING! HELLO? OUR D-A-U-G-H-T-E-R. OUR DAUGHTER AND YOU WANTED TO FUCK HER! TO BREED HER! THERE IS NOTHING GOOD OR RIGHT ABOUT YOU HAVING WATCHED THAT LET ALONE WANKING AT THE SIGHT!

Gods', Viserys! You have lost all favor with the Gods'. Your precious little emerald whore’s baby monster that you named Lady Dracara is only the beginning. If somehow she does manage to ever carry another thing from your seed, it will be even less human. The Gods' have decided that every child you sire will be less and less human. Perhaps one day one of your whores will even birth an egg! Won’t the court just love you? Perhaps that is what you will end up being remembered as. Viserys Targaryen, Father of monsters while your successor is known as Rhaenyra Stark, The Winter Queen and Queen of Ice and Fire.

I truly have to wonder, and do know that I will be laughing, when your thirteen year old mistress Lady Lila Lannister delivers your child, how much more monstrous it will be than Dracara not to mention the babe you’ve just put in your emerald whore’s cousin’s belly, Lady Rose Redwyne, a girl of 18. How long will the Lords of the realm accept a man who beds their maiden daughters, fills them with his seed and then every one of them births inhuman creatures?

Oh, and don’t worry, our dear cousin, Princess Rhaenys is not expecting you to bed her daughter as her daughter will be wed within days.”

Despite this, Viserys could not remember much of what Aemma said to him upon waking the next morning due to having been so drunk.

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