Confront Viserys

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"My King, you would take my Queen's wedding gifts?" You say just loudly enough to make Viserys jump slightly but it was only temporary, next he turns round to face you with such anger in his face he cannot suppress it.  
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You enter the tent quietly and see that he is indeed stealing the eggs. You have never been this angry in your life.
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"Shut your trap Mace! You are a bastard slave and will not question or oppose my wishes! Blackfyre means you serve your King!" Viserys spits with each word but you stand firm no longer afraid to show him, alone, that he cannot command you.  
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"You would take my Queen's wedding gifts!" You shout, startling Viserys. He turns around, frightened, until he sees your face.
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"My King is correct-" Viserys cuts you off with a viscous 'of course I am' before you continue. "But I am no slave of yours to be commanded at will." 'You dare!' Viserys spits back closing the space to hit you but all to easily you grab his wrist stopping him in his tracks before throwing your head forward and knocking him to the ground. 'How dare you, I'll have your head for this!' "No you won't and I'll explain why. I may be bastard born but we share the same mother. Rhager layed with the Queen before she had you. Aerys found out but instead of having me killed he adopted me as a bastard and hence I have no claim to the throne. I am of Targaryan blood every bit as much as you Viserys, if not more. You will not take My Queen's dragon eggs and you will leave her tent at once." Your voice was calm yet solid showing Viserys that you were not joking around in the least. He ignored you but before you could say another word Sir Jorah entered the tent and seconded your previous statement.  
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"Know your place!" Viserys snaps, his face contorted with rage. "You are a bastard slave and will not question me! Now step aside! Do not wake the dragon!" You yearn to reveal your true heritage, but you hold your tongue. Instead, you choose a different route of intimidation.  
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Utterly outraged Viserys shouted and spat then stormed off leaving behind the eggs though they were on the ground. Before Jorah could speak you gathered them up and carefully layed them back in their previous home of the silk box lined with lit candles. Those that were dying you replaced then took a seat in front of them.
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"I swore to your mother that I would protect Daenarys with my life, along with any other Targaryens. I realize now that you are no true Targaryen."
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"I thank you Sir, I was afraid My King was about to do something unforgivable."  
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"Your thanks are unnecessary friend. I hope this means you trust me enough to let me know your name." Jorah was being tactful while testing his footing, so to speak. He had shown himself to have a large knowledge base and know the laws of many different cultures. You knew you had to be careful about what you said to him and how you said it so for now you replied with a simple answer.  
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"HOW DARE Y-" Viserys starts to scream, but you cut him off.
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"AND I WILL NOT HESITATE TO PROTECT MY QUEEN AND STRIKE YOU DOWN!" You grab the hilt of your sword and assume a battle stance. Viserys realizes he can't win, and seeths with anger.
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Suddenly, the knight, Ser Jorah, enters the tent. Viserys eyes light up.
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"Jorah, you serve me. Strike this bastard down!" You ready yourself to fight the knight, but are surprised by his responce.
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"I cannot do that, your grace," he says calmly.
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"But... but... he threatened the king!" Viserys screamed, shaking with rage, "He's a traiter!"
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"I am sorry, my king, but I must agree with him. You are no true Targaryen. I serve the khalessi." You are surprised by Mormont's words. Maybe you were wrong about him.
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Utterly outraged Viserys shouted and spat then stormed off, dropping the eggs on the ground. Before Jorah could speak you gathered them up and carefully layed them back in their silk box. For a second, you swore you saw move. ''''Impossible,'''' you think to yourself.
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"I thank you Ser," you say, kneeling in front of the knight, "I misjudged you and I apologize."
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He laughs and helps you up. "Your appologies are unnecessary, friend. Though I hope this means you trust me enough to tell me your name."  
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"My trust goes hand in hand with my Queen's. I was named Mace Blackfyre before King Aerys adopted me as his first son, without claim of course. I never knew who my father was, nore my mother, but knew they were close friends of the king." The last part was a lie, and you felt bad lying to him. However, you believed it was in everybodies best interest to conceal your parentage.
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He only smiled in reply and held his arm out for you to shake. Do you shake it?
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*[[A messenger comes for Jorah]]
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*[[You shake his hand]]
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"My trust goes hand in hand with my Queen's and khaleesi's. I was named Mace Blackfyre before King Aerys adopted me as his first son, without claim of course. Before you ask I believe my father and King Aerys were close friends, something must have happened to him causing the King to take action." For now you thought I best not to inform Jorah about the whole truth but enough for him not to question you too much. He only smiled in reply and held his arm out for you to shake.
 
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*[[You take a firm grip of Jorah's forearm then wait for the khaleesi so you can inform her of what Viserys tried to do.]]
 
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*[[You respond in kind and join Jorah in returning to the khaleesi's side]]
 
[[Category: ASOIAFSexyEdition]] [[Category: TheTargaryenBastard]]
[[Category: ASOIAFSexyEdition]] [[Category: TheTargaryenBastard]]

Current revision as of 04:23, 7 July 2016

You enter the tent quietly and see that he is indeed stealing the eggs. You have never been this angry in your life.

"You would take my Queen's wedding gifts!" You shout, startling Viserys. He turns around, frightened, until he sees your face.

"Know your place!" Viserys snaps, his face contorted with rage. "You are a bastard slave and will not question me! Now step aside! Do not wake the dragon!" You yearn to reveal your true heritage, but you hold your tongue. Instead, you choose a different route of intimidation.

"I swore to your mother that I would protect Daenarys with my life, along with any other Targaryens. I realize now that you are no true Targaryen."

"HOW DARE Y-" Viserys starts to scream, but you cut him off.

"AND I WILL NOT HESITATE TO PROTECT MY QUEEN AND STRIKE YOU DOWN!" You grab the hilt of your sword and assume a battle stance. Viserys realizes he can't win, and seeths with anger.

Suddenly, the knight, Ser Jorah, enters the tent. Viserys eyes light up.

"Jorah, you serve me. Strike this bastard down!" You ready yourself to fight the knight, but are surprised by his responce.

"I cannot do that, your grace," he says calmly.

"But... but... he threatened the king!" Viserys screamed, shaking with rage, "He's a traiter!"

"I am sorry, my king, but I must agree with him. You are no true Targaryen. I serve the khalessi." You are surprised by Mormont's words. Maybe you were wrong about him.

Utterly outraged Viserys shouted and spat then stormed off, dropping the eggs on the ground. Before Jorah could speak you gathered them up and carefully layed them back in their silk box. For a second, you swore you saw move. 'Impossible,' you think to yourself.

"I thank you Ser," you say, kneeling in front of the knight, "I misjudged you and I apologize."

He laughs and helps you up. "Your appologies are unnecessary, friend. Though I hope this means you trust me enough to tell me your name."

"My trust goes hand in hand with my Queen's. I was named Mace Blackfyre before King Aerys adopted me as his first son, without claim of course. I never knew who my father was, nore my mother, but knew they were close friends of the king." The last part was a lie, and you felt bad lying to him. However, you believed it was in everybodies best interest to conceal your parentage.

He only smiled in reply and held his arm out for you to shake. Do you shake it?

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