Viserys I

After a long day spent listening to the lords' incessant complaints and moans, Viserys finally found himself alone in his chambers. He breathed a sigh of relief as he placed his crown on the chest of drawers and gazed out onto the balcony. The blue-black sky was lit with twinkling stars, and the full moon cast a silvery light across the room, accompanied by the orange glow of a half-burned lantern.

Suddenly, he heard someone behind him. He recognized your scent and a smile lit up his tired face. He turned and took you in his arms, his hands reaching out to cup your round, voluminous belly, lifting you to relieve his weight. "Shouldn't you be asleep, my sweet?" the king murmured, resting your forehead against his shoulder