Still, Viserys could not be bothered to expose Varys's little schemes just then.
After all, beyond his intelligence network, Varys had no powerful backing that could help him stir up trouble. Even his former partner, Illyrio, the magister of Pentos who had helped him train the Little Birds, was now under Valyria's control.
Having only just ascended the Iron Throne, Viserys needed a spider skilled at digging up secrets to work in the shadows. But that did not mean he would let that spider lead him around by the nose.
Lady Olenna wanted to push Margaery into a higher position and ensure that House Tyrell held a firm grip on power in the Reach, perhaps even throughout the south. He understood all those ambitions.
He had also long since planted eyes in the south to watch Highgarden's every move. The news Varys had brought today merely confirmed what he had already suspected.
After all, his most trusted men, Arthur Dayne and Jon Clinton, came from Starfall in southern Dorne and Griffin's Roost in the Stormlands, respectively.
Not to mention that he was already betrothed to Arianne, the princess of Dorne. There was no way he would allow the ambitious House Tyrell to take complete control of all the southern lands under the Iron Throne.
Nor did he care what little schemes Margaery harbored. As long as she did not cross his bottom line-Daenerys and Rhaenys-he did not mind continuing this mutually agreeable little game of interests with House Tyrell.
The three of them had just rounded a corridor in the Red Keep when they heard the dull clatter of practice weapons coming from the training ground in the distance.
Younger and still a little excitable, Daenerys quickened her pace. Rhaenys smiled, released Viserys's arm, and followed her.
Watching the two