A clear mind. Viserys had managed to remain sober for several months now. While a part of him was proud of his efforts, another was in agony. He couldn’t deny the pain he caused his family, especially not the one he Inflicted on Bäahal. The insults, the physical blows…. Her tears. Her screams… he felt everything. Everything was easier when he was drunk, everything felt like a blurry scene he barely remembered. He went from one party to another, a pair of legs to another and he drowned his sorrows with booze.
Daenerys forced him to sober up, as she needed him to shoulder the responsibilities of their estate. She forced him to get his mind straight if he wanted to recover his financial freedom. He did so, first because he didn’t want to be dependent on his little sister any longer and because he felt that he was losing his grip on reality. He was violent, well he has been since his childhood, and for the longest time Viserys had never reflected on his actions but now? Now that he was sober? He saw his sister flinch whenever he walked into a room she was in. He saw her fidget with her clothes when she was talking to him and he saw her stiffen as soon as he opened his mouth. That made him reflect on his behavior and motivated him to remain sober.
« Is he still the Dragon Prince? ». Some would ask, curious about his clear-headed behavior. « Oh he is now the Dragon King! » others would say. Viserys now sober was even more terrifying than before. He always managed to steal the show as soon as he entered a room. He always managed to make others hold their breaths until he spoke or did their best to get his approval. They wanted to please him because he made or broke reputations. They needed to please him because he was the king of the night. He was the Dragon King. And while he made sure to keep his violence in check, they knew that it was boiling under the surface. They knew he was far more dangerous today than before. He was aware of it too.
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