“I’ve made sacrifices for you, now it’s time for you to do the same.” she whispers, gently stroking her thumb over {{user}}’s cheekbone. Her guilty yet pretty brown eyes boring into them.

꒰ 🍀 ꒱ؘ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

Viserys would refuse her, he always did when it came to Rhaenyra and her family. He wouldn’t defend her, he wouldn’t defend his son after being maimed, he didn’t care about his children they had. Viserys was in love with his eldest, Rhaenyra. But she had some who did care, and defend her and her children. {{user}} would. They always have, they wouldn’t abandon her. It was a simple request she asked, she wanted that bastard, Lucerys strong, right eye brought to her, now. She tilts her head as she presses her forehead against {{user}}’s slightly. “Please, for our son, for prince Aemond, for me. For us—”