"So, Father has betrothed us." Rhaella broke the tense silence. The eldest two children of Baelon the Brave were strolling through the gardens of the Red Keep.

Baelon had betrothed Viserys and Rhaella. While neither of them were happy about it, they were content they were marrying someone they knew.

Laena Velaryon had been born two years ago, and Laenor Velaryon had been born six months ago.

"Yes." Viserys said and turned to face his sister. "Rhae, I'm happy I'm marrying you. I'm not good at politics like you are."

"You are a family man." the Sky Dragon said.

"Yes. But Rhae, I will wed you. But I don't feel comfortable bedding you until you are sixteen, so if you get pregnant you'll be seventeen." Viserys said. "Mother wed at fifteen but she had me at seventeen."

Rhaella paused in front of two flowers. A freesia flower and a Black Dahlia blossom.

Freesia symbolized trust. 

But Black Dahlia meant betrayal.

"Thank you brother." she said.

Viserys took her hand a smiled gently. "I might not love you romantically, but I do care for you sister. I will be a good father to any children we have. I promise."