Daenerys first stood at the corner of the corridor, her gaze passing through the gallery archway to settle on Viserys. Then she hurried straight toward him, reached out, and took his arm, her grip tightening slightly.
Once she was close to Viserys, she looked up and studied him for a while. Only after confirming that he seemed unharmed did she ease her grip a little.
"Brother, you're finally back. Why were you gone so long?" Her voice was a little lower than usual but still fairly steady, though a trace of tension lingered at the end of her words.
"There was more to deal with than we expected," Viserys said.
"Yes, we ran into more than we anticipated, so we were delayed by two days on the way." Viserys gently patted Daenerys on the back to reassure her, then asked softly, "How has King's Landing been?"
"Fairly peaceful."
Daenerys nestled contentedly against Viserys's chest, sounding reluctant to let him go as she said, "But there really is a pile of things waiting for you to handle. Letters brought by ravens from all over Westeros and even Essos have nearly covered an entire desk. Hand of the King Clinton and the others helped me deal with some of them, but there are still matters that need your decision."
"I understand." Feeling the softness of her body against him, Viserys said evenly, "I'll get everyone settled first and look through them later."
Daenerys said nothing more. Her gaze fell on Rhaenys, who had stayed close behind Viserys the entire time. Their matching purple eyes briefly met, and Rhaenys gave her a slight nod, as though saying, He's unharmed. Everything is fine.
Only then did Daenerys leave Viserys's embrace and smooth her slightly disheveled silver hair back into place. Turning her gaze toward