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The moment the ceremony was over, the celebration was in full swing. Bards were playing music, people were dancing, and there was a buzz of excitement in the air as they all celebrated Viserys and Reyna's union.
It was a feast for the senses, with the sounds of music and laughter, the smells of food and wine, and the sights of people dancing and having a good time. Reyna felt like she was caught in a whirlpool of emotions, unable to fully process everything that was happening. But she knew that this was just the beginning, and there was a long road ahead of them.
As the night wore on, Reyna found herself forced into a situation she never wanted to be in. She sat at the table, nursing a goblet of Dornish wine and faking smiles at the guests who came to congratulate her and offer gifts.
Viserys seemed to thrive under the scrutiny, cheering and boasting about his new wife, and occasionally grabbing her face and kissing her cheek, leading her to roll her eyes in annoyance.
The whole time, she felt like an outsider in her own wedding, and she couldn't wait for it to be over. The thought of having to spend her days with this selfish, attention-seeking man made her feel sick to her stomach.
As the night went on, distantly, Reyna noticed Daenerys trying to catch her eye. She ignored her every time, turned her head away, refusing to engage. But as the celebration wore on, she began to snap out of her stupor. She looked up and noticed a hand in front of her.
She looked up, seeing the familiar smirk of Diavel, "May I have this dance, My Princess."
Oh yes. Becoming Viserys' wife did indeed make her a princess now. She smiled at him slightly, "Oh, I-"
As she was about to respond to Diavel's request, Viserys's voice cut her off, "-No, you may not."
She looked up to see him staring at Diavel with an annoyed and angry expression. He took a sip of his wine, and Reyna felt herself tensing up.
Viserys's gaze remained fixed on Diavel, his expression growing more and more intense. Reyna noticed that Diavel seemed to shrink a bit under his glare, and she couldn't help but feel bad for him. Finally, Diavel gave up and left with a look of disappointment on his face.
When Viserys turned to her, she glared back at him, but all he did was give her a firm kiss on the lips. She pushed him away, but he just laughed and rested his hand on her thigh, before getting distracted by more guests competing for his attention.
But the celebration had to come to an end eventually, and Magister Illyrio stood up from the table, clapping his hands to get everyone's attention. He announced with a big smile, "It is time for the Bride and Groom to retire for the night."
As he made the announcement that it was time for the newlyweds to retire for the night, the guests cheered and made lewd comments at the couple. While Viserys had a wide grin on his face, Reyna couldn't but frown.
Viserys then stood up from the table, raising his goblet in the air one last time as he offered his hand to Reyna, "To my bride, Princess Reyna Targaryen!"
Reyna hesitated before accepting the hand Viserys offered her, wincing internally at her new name. When she stood up, all Reyna wanted to do was to escape from this ordeal, and she could tell that Viserys thought it necessary to mark her as his by bending down and capturing her lips again. She sighed, and let him do what he wanted, knowing that it was just another step in this long night of humiliation and betrayal.
And since Viserys was increasingly drunk, Reyna found herself having to hold him up and prevent him from falling and pulling her down with him. He stumbled through the halls, unable to control his own movements, and Reyna followed behind him, feeling increasingly frustrated and trapped.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he stopped at his own chambers and pulled her inside, closing the door behind them.
Before Reyna could even think, his hands were all over, drunkenly caressing and pawing at her, while Reyna attempted to push him off her, he whined, trying to get Reyna's dress off her, "Come on, wife, we must consummate."
Reyna tried to push him off, but he was too strong and drunk. She finally managed to get him off, rolling her eyes, "If you don't recall, Husband, we already consummated two nights ago." She paused, "I'm tired, please... let me go to sleep."
Viserys pouted like a child, something which annoyed Reyna even more. "That's not the same," he whined, "We need to consummate as husband and wife. It's the whole point of this wedding."
Reyna was about to argue with him again, but Viserys paused and smirked in a way that made her feel suspicious. Then in a flash, he tackled her onto the bed. Reyna let out a yelp as her body hit the mattress, but she quickly recovered and pushed him off. "What the hell are you doing?!" she exclaimed, and she grabbed at his shirt.
He laughed as he started kissing up her neck, caressing her through her dress, as he pawed at her like an animal, whispering in her neck, "Just submit to be, Wife, and love me."
Reyna kept trying to get away, but he was too strong for her. She beat her fists against his chest, "I could never love you, you monster!" She screamed at him.
Abruptly, Viserys stopped when he heard her words, and she felt him rolling off of her. He was quiet for a moment, before speaking in a voice that was almost too quiet to hear, "Leave." And with that, he turned away from her and fell silent.
There was a moment of complete silence after Viserys's words, as Reyna processed what had just happened. He had given in so easily, after everything he had put her through, she couldn't quite believe it. Her mouth moved to speak, to try and protest, but he had already turned away from her.
"Viserys-" she began, but her voice caught in her throat as he interrupted her.
"I said leave. You have proved your point and ruined my night, so leave me be." There was a finality to his voice that sent frustration through her, and she knew there was nothing more to be said.
Reyna felt a pang of guilt as Viserys turned away from her, making it as if she had ruined his night. She couldn't understand why he was making her feel guilty, when he was the one that had forced himself on her. It felt like a form of manipulation, and she couldn't help but scoff at the nerve of him.
Viserys's back was still to her, but Reyna could tell that he was getting angry by his tone of voice. She lifted her chin in defiance, and answered him with a tone that was equally as firm. "Since we are man and wife, this means this is my room as well," she replied, refusing to back down.
She could tell that he was ignoring her, and she knew that he was trying to punish her. She got up and started to look around the room, and she finally noticed some of her belongings, including her jewellery and a few items of clothing. It was clear that her things had been moved to his room without her permission.
As she walked towards the wardrobe, she undressed, changing into her nightgown and undoing her hair. She washed her face, feeling the water dripping down her face and shoulders. She sighed, feeling exhausted as she made her way back to the bed.
She could hear soft snores coming from the other side of the bed, and she realized that Viserys had fallen asleep. She crawled under the covers, lying with her back against his back, feeling a sense of loneliness wash over her. She closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep.
Somewhere in the night, after Reyna had fallen into a deep slumber, Viserys rolled around, sleepily pulling her towards his chest, wrapping an arm and a leg around her. He pulled her in close, as if he never wanted to let her go.
Even in his sleep, he held on to her, his grip tightening around her as the night wore on. It was as though he was desperate to hold on to this one moment of tenderness and warmth, as if he was terrified that it would slip away from him if he let go.
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Reyna groaned as she opened her eyes, feeling the weight of a headache pressing down on her. She lifted her head up, feeling the familiar pang of annoyance that she had been forced to lie on the side of the bed that was directly in the sun's path.
She rubbed her temple to try and ease the tension in her head, wishing that she hadn't drunk so much wine the night before. She had known that it was a bad idea, but she had still gone along with it.
As she went to get up, Reyna felt a weight holding her down, as if she was stuck. She turned her head and looked over her shoulder, and she saw Viserys's sleeping face directly behind hers.
His perfect hair was completely messed up, and his eyes were closed, his mouth slightly opened to release soft snores. She couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance even as she was struggling to get up. The damned man still looked like an angel, even in his sleep.
With a herculean effort, she turned around in Viserys's arms, and somehow he managed to bring her even closer to his body. She raised her hand to his face and almost caressed it softly, and then she started lightly slapping his face. "Viserys, Viserys, Viserys, let me go," she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of annoyance and frustration.
She continued to slap at his face, but his grip only tightened around her. His lips smacked together as he moaned, and he mumbled a soft "No" in response to her pleas. It was clear that he had no intention of letting her go. She continued to struggle against his grip, but it was like fighting against an immovable object.
Her frustration turned to anger, and she pushed at his shoulder, hoping to wake him up, but he only moaned in response. It was as though he was in a deep slumber and there was no way of getting through to him.
He finally seemed to regain consciousness, but the way he moved made it clear that he had no intention of letting her go. He forced her onto her back and then laid half of his body across her, with his head resting on her chest.
She sighed, defeated, and laid her head back on the pillow. Taking a deep breath, she gathered her magic and summoned it with a sense of determination. She unleashed the magic with everything she had, and it blasted Viserys off of her with astonishing force. She winced as she watched him crash to the floor with a thud, her magic having worked a little too well.
As Viserys hit the floor, he jumped to his feet, looking angry and flustered. He pointed his finger at her, his voice full of fury as he said, "You do not use your demonic abilities on me, wife!"
Reyna finally managed to get up from the bed, rolling her eyes before she spoke. "It's not demonic," she said with a hint of sarcasm in her voice, "Just maybe a little unnatural." She gave him a sly smile, as if she was enjoying having one up on him.
Reyna made her way to the bathing chambers, making sure to lock the door behind her. She could hear Viserys following her, his voice growing louder as he demanded that she open the door. She couldn't help but laugh, enjoying the fact that she had one upped him.
For once, he was not in control of the situation, and she relished the fact that he was desperate to get inside. She heard him shouting on the other side of the door, "You are my wife, Reyna and I am entitled to bathe with you!" She started giggling louder, trying to imagine his red face from behind the door.
Soon Reyna had dried herself off with the towel, relishing the feeling of cleanliness that came with a freshly bathed body. She wrapped the towel around herself before cautiously making her way back into her room. She was relieved to find that Viserys was no longer there, and she made her way to her wardrobe, eager to put on some fresh clothes.
She let out a blood-curdling scream as she felt her towel being ripped away from her, leaving her completely naked and vulnerable. She spun around, her eyes widening as she saw Viserys standing in front of her.
He was grinning at her, his eyes roving over her bare body, and Reyna felt completely exposed and embarrassed. She quickly covered her privates with her hand, "Give. Me. My. Towel," she said between clenched teeth.
Viserys smirked at her, his eyes roaming her body with smug satisfaction. He looked like a predator that had caught its prey, and Reyna felt even more exposed when she saw the look on his face. He stood close to her, and he spoke with a voice that was filled with a sense of superiority. "Come get it from me, Wife," he said, a smile still plastered on his face.
Reyna huffed and closed her eyes taking a deep breath. When she opened her eyes, she tilted her head, giving him an unamused look before letting her hands fall to her sides. She turned her back to him, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a reaction. She heard him inhale a sharp breath, and she could feel his eyes trailing over her body, but she refused to let it affect her. She continued to search for something to wear, ignoring the fact that he was there.
As she continued to search through her wardrobe for something to wear, Reyna heard Viserys's voice, his words echoing in her ears like sharp shards of glass. "You enjoy torturing me, don't you?" he said in a low voice, his tone full of longing and frustration.
Reyna finally settled on a violet slip on dress. She gently pulled the dress up her body, feeling the soft fabric against her skin, enjoying the feeling of being dressed once more. She turned around to face Viserys, who was still standing there, his jaw clenched and his eyes fixed on her.
She decided to play innocent, giving him a small, innocent smile and saying, "I have no idea what you are talking about." He looked like he was about to explode.
Viserys frowned, his eyes carefully analyzing her dress. He looked like he was trying to place where he had seen it before, and he finally spoke up, his voice filled with recognition. "I've seen you in that dress before."
She couldn't help but roll her eyes, as she walked past him, feeling annoyed at his constant scrutiny. She made her way towards the vanity, and sat down, before speaking up once more. "Perhaps I am a dress-repeater, but I have no clue as to why you are a dress-rememberer."
Viserys walked towards her, positioning himself behind her as she sat in front of the vanity, her back turned towards him. As she started doing her hair, he bent down, caging her between his arms. "I don't see what's wrong with that," he said in a low voice, his voice dripping with a hint of lust.
As she started doing her hair, Viserys leaned in, his breath hot against her ear as he started to lay kisses on her neck. She groaned in discomfort, and tried to shrug him off, but he would have none of it. He held her firmly in place, and she accidentally hit him in the nose with the back of her head, causing him to release her with a shout of pain.
She turned around, glaring at him with a look of venom, not even trying to hide her anger. He glared right back at her, and he spoke in a low, threatening tone. "Reyna, I am not a patient man. If you continue to defy me so, I will have to seek my pleasure elsewhere," he said, before storming off towards the bathing chambers,
She watched as he walked away, the anger in her chest building with each step he took. As he disappeared from her sight, she rolled her eyes, feeling annoyed at his small threat, but inside her heart ached, knowing that with all Viserys' many many flaws, he wasn't even loyal.
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An - wow, I'm on a roll, anyway filler chapter and plot starts next chapter. Enjoy and school starts tomorrow. I'm screaming with joy (actually dying inside)
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Update made a small mistake and now fixed it