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Chapter 40 by Jack.smith Jack.smith

Consequences

Consequences and the Prophecy

You awoke to a rush of noise, the clattering of steel plate and heavy footsteps as you rubbed the sleep from your eyes. Rhaenyra still groggy herself looked at you and then to the curtain of the room as knights of the Kingsguard stormed in.

"I knew you were indecent but this level of degeneracy is a shock even for me," Ser Harold Westerling shouted as he hit you with his steel gauntlet. With a thud you collapsed back into the bed ****.

You awoke for the second time with your knees being dragged into the throne room. King Viserys got up from the Iron Throne as the knights of the Kingsgaurd dumped you at his feet.

With a thumping headache and bruises up and down your body you struggled to get the wind back in you and to make it back to your feet.

"My Daughter," Viserys said standing over you. You tried to speak but only a grunt came out.

"Will you even deny it?" Viserys asked giving your body a poke with his foot making you gasp out the little air you had managed to take in.

Finally after a pause you managed to say "I need to know what I'm accused of to be able to deny it!" you wheezed still lying on the cold stone floor.

"You defiled her!" Viserys said raising his voice and kicking you hard in the ribs.

"What does it matter brother, did we not fuck our way through half the brothels in the city when we were her age," You wheezed, you had no idea if Viserys had ever done anything like it but the lust of Targaryen princes was renown and you had nothing better to say.

"We were young men, she is just a girl, your Niece!" Viserys continued acting like Targaryen **** was something new.

"Better her experience be with me than some whore!" You spat back.

Viserys got onto his knees and climbed atop of you grabbing your collar. "You have ruined her! Who will marry her now that she has been defiled!" Viserys shouted his face becoming a dark red in anger.

"Wed her to me," You shouted back.

"I have spent a lifetime defending you!" Viserys yelled pulling out his Valyrian Steel dagger and holding it to your neck.

He pressed it against your neck and drew the slightest amount of blood and for a moment you thought that you were going to die for a second time. But he stood up and moved to the brazier that was lighting the room.

"You don't take anything seriously," Viserys said heating the dagger in the brazier. You watched as the dagger glowed red and an inscription within the blade became visible. He came back towards you.

"This dagger once belonged to Aegon the Conqueror, now read the inscription and maybe you will learn!" Viserys shouted.

You read the inscription and said the words aloud "From my blood, come the prince that was promised and his will be the song of Ice and Fire."

"You see our house has been given this prophecy to protect these seven Kingdoms and to defend them from the next Long Night," Viserys said "Yet all you do is defile our future and bring our reputation into disrepair," He continued "Daemon you will be the one to destroy this house if I do not act and therefore you are banished from the city!"

Viserys put the still glowing blade into its dragonbone hilt and stood. He kicked you hard in the head and you drifted off to a deep slumber.

A Funeral Pyre

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