“He watches her watching her dragons and wishes that he could keep looking at her and forget about the world events weighing on his shoulders.“
My brother was a fool, I know, but he was the rightful heir to the Seven Kingdoms.
I gave them a choice. They made it.
“We will have it all back someday, sweet sister,” he would promise her. Sometimes his hands shook when he talked about it. “The jewels and the silks, Dragonstone and King’s Landing, the Iron Throne and the Seven Kingdoms, all they have taken from us, we will have it back.” Viserys lived for that day. All that Daenerys wanted back was the big house with the red door, the lemon tree outside her window, the childhood she had never known.