Daemon watched his brother's young wife as she sat down at the table, her gaze turning to him. He chuckled softly and tilted his head at her.

She was pregnant... with his baby. Something he hadn't quite meant to do but he refused to leave her, even if no one would ever be allowed to know. Viserys didn't pay nearly enough attention to her, she needed him.

Viserys believed so easily that his wife was completely loyal and they were glad to just use it.

"And how's our lovely pregnant queen this morning?" He said, leaning back on his chair with a slight smirk playing on his lips.