Chapter 36

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Viserys

A day after Otto finally spilled his secrets to his brother and before his Small Council, it was time for him, the King, to finally make a judgment call as to Otto’s fate. While he still did not know how or why he had kept being cursed with beastly and monstrous daughters, he was still greatly pained to know that Otto had been partially at fault for his dear Aemma’s demise.

As he laid in bed pondering the fate of his once friend, he dreamed:

“Stupid! Stupid man! It has never been Otto’s fault that you sire beasts. Rather, like I told you before, it is your own fault. You have ruined or been at fault for the end of the lives of seven poor girls and countless whores in your lust and greed. The whore you call your wife would kill all of the beasts in her care if she thought she could get away with it. It is your fate to be remembered as the father of monsters and beasts and the one who brought about the end of King’s Landing as even now, a new capital is rising in the North. Even now Wintertown is starting to gain the reputation as being the Dragon and Winter Queen’s Hearth and home, especially since she, her husband and the children often spend time in the growing city along with their direwolves and their dragons. Dragons who fly freely without chains.

Speaking of my daughter, did you know that she’s only just managed to convince her husband to bed her again now that she’s a woman grown at 17? Yes, he was 100% celebate from the time he put their quartet in her until rather recently despite our daughter trying to get him to take her for two full years, having started working on getting him to have her at 15. My four little grandbabies are now three and keep their parents busy enough.

Cregan is still an absolutely wonderful man who loves our daughter and all six of his children. Rickon still treats my girl like the daughter he’s never had and she loves him more than you as he’s been more of a father to her than you ever were. Benjen and Alys have become dear friends to my daughter and they see her more as an elder sister than a stepmother despite knowing that she shares a bed with their father and is the mother to their siblings. Rhaenyra would never do to either of them what Alicent did to her.

Now lets talk about another threat to my daughter, and by threat, I DO NOT mean Daemon as he loves my girl just as much as I do. Who I mean is Lord Corlys. Lord Corly hates knowing that you married my daughter off to a man who could protect her and give her children as he wanted her for his sword swallower son Laenor and he wanted Leana to wed Daemon. If Laenor failed to be able to get my baby pregnant, Corlys planned to blame Rhaenyra for it and then push for a child born from the union of Daemon and Laena, preferably a son, to inherit the Iron Throne after you. My daughter would have been left broken and alone due to forces outside of her control even while she lost everything and was treated as worthless.

Thankfully, Rhaenys managed to get Laena married off to Lord Garth Tyrell, a man that Laena has since birthed twin daughters for. My Rhaenyra, Princess Rhaenys, and my niece Lady Jeyen Arryn have also been in communication about potentially having Ser Laenor wed Lady Jeyne since they share similar passions.

Now, let's talk about Daemon. Daemon has always been extremely loyal to you despite what that viper Otto has always told you and he would have supported you 100%. Now, depending on what he learns in the North, which that upcoming trip is a very smart move, by the way, he may fully switch his allegiance to our daughter since everyone now knows what sort of patheticly weak man you are.

Viserys, Otto never cursed you. The Gods did. That dream you had so many years ago was sent as a warning to you about the risks of having a son. You took it as though having a son was your right and destiny. You even killed me over it! So the Gods had to take drastic action to prevent their chosen one, our daughter’s death at the hands of your usurper son.

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