Viserys’ smile faded and he glared at her, it scared her and she looked down to the floor to escape his eyes. “Brother, we cannot go now! Brother Balerion is coming to visit us.” Daenerys frowned, “What if he arrives and we are gone?” She had heard stories of it from Balerion. They will help us reclaim the Iron Throne for me.”ĭaenerys knew her brother very much wanted to reclaim the Iron Throne, if it would make him happy, and she was for a moment excited about the prospect of going to Myr. “We are leaving,” Viserys repeated, “Now that Ser Darry is gone I have found a friend of the Targaryens from Myr. “Where are we going, brother?” Daenerys asked. Come quickly, sister.” Viserys said to her, a smile on his face. She had been sitting by her window enjoying the rare beam of sunlight that had shone over Braavos’ cloudy sky when her brother pushed open her door. It was almost midday when Viserys came to see her in her room. He had been mad when Balerion’s message had arrived that he would be coming to see them but now he was quiet again though his hands seemed to twitch every time she saw him. Viserys had been quiet as well, always looking out the window as if he was waiting for someone to visit him. Viserys had caught one of them looking through his room and had them beaten and thrown out of the house. Now they just whispered among each other, always looking at Viserys and Daenerys strangely and they seemed to be always looking for something else. Since Ser Darry had died the household had been strangely quiet without his voice yelling orders to the servants. I wonder if he will tell father and mother about me? He had died a little while ago, she had asked one of the servants what that had meant but they had just told her that he had gone off with the Stranger to a better place. Ser Darry had been sick, even then confined to his bed he had always called her ‘your highness’ and ‘dear princess’. Viserys’ hands had not stopped twitching for hours. He had screamed them at her until she had cried and Ser Darry had come and made Viserys apologize for screaming at her. She had asked Viserys why they did not visit Westeros again and he had become very quiet before he had told her about the bad things the Usurper had done to their family. She had never been born in Westeros and did not really care much about returning, but it was something that both of her brothers seemed to really, really want to do. He always told her that it was important that he was away, he was working hard to make her a princess in Westeros again. She had asked him why he was always away for so long, why did he not stay in Braavos with them. She always loved when he visited, he would bring her gifts, tell her stories of his adventures, and sometimes he would lift her up in his arms so high she felt like she was flying. Brother Balerion was returning to Braavos to see them again and she couldn’t wait to see her dear, half-brother once again. Daenerys had been almost bubbling over with excitement for weeks.