Conquest Of Fire And Blood

Chapter 10: Targaryen Blood

-Aegon Targaryen- Illyrio's mansion-

Upon seeing his uncle, Aegon clenched his reigns tight to hold in his repressed rage towards him. Viserys and whom Aegon presumed to be Illyrio walked down the path from the front door, welcoming smiles on their faces.

Aegon scanned the house, unable to see Daenerys. Frustrated he jumped off his horse and turned to Kris who did the same, the rest of the men following.

Aegon hesitantly and slowly walked forward, afraid of what he might do if he was to get his hands on Viserys neck...

The fat man, supposedly Illyrio, stepped forward first."Greeting Khal,do you speak the common tongue?" Aegon nods."My name is Illyrio and this is my manse. You are here to make a deal with Viserys yes?" 

Aegon just's nods again, turning his cold stare to Viserys, who steps forward. 

"I must say you are not what I expected...come in will you? Khal...?"

"Jon. Just call me Jon." Aegon answered, not wanting to give his identity away...yet.

Viserys frowns but nods. Jon then follows Viserys as he walks back towards the house.

Aegon continues to scan his surrounds, but to his disappointment and worry, he couldn't see Daenerys anywhere...

"Tell me Jon, " Viserys begins to say as they walk through the front doors." How did you defeat the mighty Khal Drogo?"

"He didn't die mighty." Aegon answers.

Viserys laughs. "Yes, I heard. Still you didn't answer, how did you manage to defeat him?"

"By making his heart stop beating therefore shutting down his systems as he slowly lost all the blood in his body." Aegon answers as they enter a nice room with some cushioned chairs.

Viserys is a little shocked but manages a smile.

"Please sit Jon, bring some wine if you would Illyrio." Viserys says, Illyrio nods and reaches into a cardboard, pulling out some cups and a bottle of wine.

As Aegon sits Illyrio hands him a glass, Kris too. The other men had stayed outside on Kris's order. Smart considering they didn't want to scare Viserys. Aegon knew by taking one look at him if he was threatened even slightly he would run like a coward, or beg for mercy.

As Illyrio handed out drinks, Aegon took some deep breaths to cool the burning flames he felt growing stronger and brighter by the second inside his chest.

After Illyrio sat, Viserys inched to the edge of his seat.

"Now Jon, would Drogo's deal still stand with you or would you like to make a new one?" He asks.

Aegon puts down his cup and turns his cold, calculating eyes to Viserys and clenches his jaw, resisting every fibre in his body and every will in his soul not to launch himself at Viserys.

"If we are keeping Khal Drogo's deal, I would need to see Daenerys first, which brings me to my first question...where is she?" Aegon asks.

Viserys smiles and pats his knee. "Well she wasn't exactly playing her part so I had to give her some time alone to calm down. She's in her room."

Aegon clenched his jaw tight, making sure to exhale before talking. "Ok then, Viserys, if this deal goes through with us, do you care what I do with Daenerys?"

Viserys presses his lips together. "She is my sister, I want her to live."

"Happily?" Aegon questions, rising from his seat and starting to pace up and down, grabbing his sword hilts.