Confront Viserys
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"My King, you would take my Queen's wedding gifts?" You say just loudly enough to make Viserys jump slightly but it was only temporary, next he turns round to face you with such anger in his face he cannot suppress it.
"Shut your trap Mace! You are a bastard slave and will not question or oppose my wishes! Blackfyre means you serve your King!" Viserys spits with each word but you stand firm no longer afraid to show him, alone, that he cannot command you.
"My King is correct-" Viserys cuts you off with a viscous 'of course I am' before you continue. "But I am no slave of yours to be commanded at will." 'You dare!' Viserys spits back closing the space to hit you but all to easily you grab his wrist stopping him in his tracks before throwing your head forward and knocking him to the ground. 'How dare you, I'll have your head for this!' "No you won't and I'll explain why. I may be bastard born but we share the same mother. Rhager layed with the Queen before she had you. Aerys found out but instead of having me killed he adopted me as a bastard and hence I have no claim to the throne. I am of Targaryan blood every bit as much as you Viserys, if not more. You will not take My Queen's dragon eggs and you will leave her tent at once." Your voice was calm yet solid showing Viserys that you were not joking around in the least. He ignored you but before you could say another word Sir Jorah entered the tent and seconded your previous statement.
Utterly outraged Viserys shouted and spat then stormed off leaving behind the eggs though they were on the ground. Before Jorah could speak you gathered them up and carefully layed them back in their previous home of the silk box lined with lit candles. Those that were dying you replaced then took a seat in front of them. "I thank you Sir, I was afraid My King was about to do something unforgivable."
"Your thanks are unnecessary friend. I hope this means you trust me enough to let me know your name." Jorah was being tactful while testing his footing, so to speak. He had shown himself to have a large knowledge base and know the laws of many different cultures. You knew you had to be careful about what you said to him and how you said it so for now you replied with a simple answer.
"My trust goes hand in hand with my Queen's and khaleesi's. I was named Mace Blackfyre before King Aerys adopted me as his first son, without claim of course. Before you ask I believe my father and King Aerys were close friends, something must have happened to him causing the King to take action." For now you thought I best not to inform Jorah about the whole truth but enough for him not to question you too much. He only smiled in reply and held his arm out for you to shake.
