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Dragon Dance

I could see his nostrils flaring, Viserys was furious, the madness that our father was famous for I could see it in his eyes. The violet eyes that nearly all the time warmed my insides, now only anger and resentment I could see in his gaze. Dany was in trouble, and I was the only one capable of stopping Viserys if things went too far.

Many questions echoed in my mind. When did this happen and how? Dany was our sweet little sister, why would she want anything to do with a Lannister bastard. I felt myself getting sick just from the thought of Dany and the disgusting boy, Joffrey.

But Dany needed me, she sought me out to confess it, she wasn't doing this behind our backs. Before I could say anything, Viserys lifted his fist into the air, preparing to hit Dany. I reacted on instinct, pushing Dany out of the way and taking the strike myself. It hurt like hell, Viserys wasn't strong like a soldier but his hit was strong enough to send me to the ground. The edges of my vision darkened, Dany was crying while Viserys screamed at her, then he scream some more in my direction. Maybe he saw that I wasn't getting up or that my eyes were shutting, but suddenly he stopped shouting and took me into his arms.

When I came around I was in my bed, Dany sobbing quietly next to me.

- Please forgive me, please! – Her voice was muffled by sobs.

- There is nothing to forgive, just explain everything so I can understand it.

Gods I couldn't believe the things she told me. Visiting him and dreaming about his face. She was obsessed with him, to the point of no return. But one thing angered me the most and that was Varys' hand in this mess, letting her go into the cell, giving the boy a knife.

- If I free him you still won't be able to be with him!

- But you and Viserys… I can't believe you, you are doing something that everyone would frown upon yet I can't have the one thing my heart desires.

With a pained cry she ran out of my chambers. My heart broke for her, but at the moment I couldn't give her Joffrey. We were at war with his grandfather, slaughtering Lannister men. Sitting on the Iron Throne was getting harder and harder.

- I saw Daenerys running out; I hope you refused her request of freeing the little bastard.

- I'm surprised you dare show your face before me!

- What are you talking about Visenya?

- If you try to hit her again…

- What will you do hmm? We're not children anymore, you can't run to mother!

He sat down on my bed; his face inches from mine, when he spoke his lips brushed my ear. Sometimes he was just as cruel as father; at times like this his behaviour hurt me so much.

- Stop it Viserys, you're slowly becoming a copy of Father.

- Maybe that's a good thing, mother never dared threatening him, and you should learn your place too.

I couldn't hold it in anymore, a pained little whine left my throat. He was doing it purposefully, the cruel words cut into my soul like a sharp sword would. And I loved this man, no; he wasn't a man, just a spoiled child.

- Leave!

- For now I shall leave you to rest, but I'll be back. – The mocking tone and the kiss he left on my cheek were the last straw.

- Get out right now! – I screamed so loud my throat started to hurt, but finally he left.

My face was tender, my throat hurt and my heart was in pieces. This day couldn't get any more miserable. I needed to get out of this place, suddenly I felt like the walls were suffocating me. Getting out of the bed I went and opened the windows and screamed for the only being in this world who understood me. My ever faithful Dragon came to me.

In my thin night dress I got on his back, my skin was tingling from the slightly cold wind, but Balerion's body burned with a fire from deep within, it warmed my skin. He danced on the winds, graceful dips and turns, he was trying to brighten my sour mood.

- Maybe coming back wasn't a good idea, I can still remember the nights when we went out and played in the woods, you were a tiny little thing depending on me. Feeding you, playing with you, you were the only thing that made me happy. Now I don't even have time for you, this cursed place is trying to swallow me whole. I wish we could be one, in the skies, free from the chains of humans.

In the last weeks I had little time to take care of him, only getting some information from the servants. The little eggs Dany brought from the Free Cities seemed to soften and they felt hot to the touch. Balerion's closeness was waking them up from their long slumber. In a few months they will hatch for sure. Then Dany, Aegon and Viserys will have their own companions. I dreaded the moment when Viserys' dragon would grow mature enough to ride upon.

And Varys was still a problem, the man I thought I could trust with anything, did something like this, but why? It was a weight I couldn't just ignore anymore; I was slowly but surely crumbling under all of this, Viserys, Varys, Dany, and the Lannisters.

Later that day, after I could calm myself down enough to fix the mess, I sat on the Iron Throne, with the crown on my head. Balerion was breathing loudly, he still felt agitated about my earlier break down, he growled at anyone that came close to us.

- Where is Lord Varys? – My voice was cold; I wasn't in a bright mood.

- I'm here Your Grace! – With the fake smile in place.

- The pressing matter of the Lannisters, I came up with a solution, my sister, Daenerys and the boy, Joffrey. In a week they will marry, I've already sent a letter to Tywin Lannister, so order the guards to release Joffrey baratheon and his siblings. I'm not a cruel ruler after all.

- But my Queen…

- Today I leave for the battle grounds to negotiate with Lord Lannister, Ned Stark is waiting for me, and in my absence Prince Aegon shall rule in my stead.

I could see it on his face; this wasn't how he wanted things to go. Well at least I could surprise him. Now only one thing left to do.

- Prepare my guards for the journey; I want to leave as soon as possible.

Viserys was waiting outside the Great Hall, his face contorted into a sneer. He heard all of it, well; this will teach him not to order me around.

- Not a word or I'll go and find a wife for you too.

- You wouldn't dare.

- Do not underestimate me, at this point I would be capable of anything, threaten my position again, order me around one more time and you'll be out of King's Landing in a blink of an eye. You may be my brother, someone I deeply care for, but right now I could strangle you.

Sorry for any grammatical mistakes, I was up late last night to finish this chapter! Review and give me some ideas, opinions.