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      Tyrion_Lannister, Lyanna_Stark, Viserys_III_Targaryen, Roose_Bolton
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      Published: 2017-04-17 Updated: 2017-12-06 Chapters: 20/? Words: 88090
****** The Dawn of a New Era ******
by BCRedmond
Summary
     After the death of his grandfather King Aerys, Aegon thought his
     whole life was beautifully mapped out until his father Rhaegar
     inherits the crown and turns his world upside down with a politically
     inspired betrothal which set off a series of events that will change
     the known world forever. *AU* *Rhaegar and Cersei married* *Aerys not
     a Mad King* *No Robert's Rebellion*
Notes
     This story is AU, there was never a Robert's Rebellion because
     Rhaegar never kidnapped Lyanna. Aerys was not a mad King and Rhaegar
     married Cersei and had one kid named Aegon. All other changes will be
     revealed within the story.
     Ages of younger main characters.
     Aegon - 22
     Daenerys - 22
     Arya - 18
     Sansa - 21
     Rhaegar, Cersei, Ned, Robert and Lyanna are all in their 40s
     ------
     I first posted this story on fanfiction.net so some of the important
     notes I made I've carried over from there.
***** Chapter 1 *****
                                   Prologue
As Aerys Targaryen lay on his bed in the final hours of his life he couldn't
help but feel glad that it was coming to an end. He had done his duty, he kept
The Seven Kingdoms in peace, there was no reason to try and fight the sickness
that was trying to take his life away from him. He knew Rhaegar would make a
fine King for he was an honorable man who's ultimate goal was peace and his
wife Cersei would be a good queen.
Thinking about family brought his mind to his grandson Aegon, he loved that boy
very much, Aegon would make a very good King one day he was sure. The boy may
not have his father's strength but he was a hell of a lot smarter, most likely
from spending time around his imp uncle and having his nose buried in books.
Then he thought of his beautiful daughter Daenerys, such a sweet and kind soul.
She was meant to be a queen, there was no doubt in his mind. That's why the
last thing he would do as King is betroth Daenerys to Aegon, they are the
perfect match. He understood why Rhaegar didn't want to continue incestuous
marriages, Rhaegar was a man of the people, and most people looked down on the
old Targaryen tradition. But he just didn't understand how Rhaegar could want
to keep two people who loved each other apart, he had gotten in multiple
arguments over the years with Rhaegar over his refusal to accept the betrothal
of Aegon and Daenerys. But on his death bed he'd make sure his daughter and
grandson got the happiness they deserved.
"Tywin, where are Daenerys and Aegon?" The old King asked with a cough. His
best friend and Hand Tywin Lannister had always been there for him in good
times and bad, the King hated for Tywin to see him like this, weak, defenseless
and dying.
"They are waiting outside, the maester didn't think it wise for so many people
to be in the room at once." The Hand of the King answered back. The occupants
of the room shifted nervously, which contained a very saddened Rhaegar, Cersei
and the maester all looking down on their dying King.
"Well get them, and all of you out." The King commanded with a struggling
voice. All of the occupants scurrying to leave.
#####
As Rheagar stepped out the room with his wife to get his son and little sister
he breathed a sigh of relief, it was hard to watch his strong father wither
down and die. He was ready for the old man to just get it over with and die, he
needed to take rule of Westeros and deal with this supposed secession of the
north. Walking down the hall they spot Daenerys and Aegon sitting on a bench
embracing each other, Daenerys crying into Aegon's chest.
"Be nice." Cersei said softly to her husband.
"I'll let them mourn." He responded simply.
It seemed no matter what he did he couldn't keep his son and sister apart. Yes
they looked very nice together and loved each other but the incestuous coupling
of the two would just make the crown seem even more isolated than it already
is. His son needed to marry outside of the family, that was something he would
make sure happened even though it seemed like the whole family and the court
were against him keeping the young couple apart.
"The King has requested the both of you." Rhaegar said in a commanding tone,
making the young pair snap their eyes to him, the girl's cheeks wet with tears.
They both nodded in response heading towards the King's bedchamber hand in
hand.
"You're to blame for this you know, my father, your father, Tyrion. All of you
have undermined my wishes by encouraging them." Rheagar said bitterly watching
his only son and little sister walking down the hall as if they're husband and
wife.
"Your father is dying, It's hardly the time to discuss this." Cersei said
gently petting his arm.
"Your right. As I said, I'll let them mourn." He said pulling his wife into his
arms. Even after all these years he was still madly in love with her, he still
couldn't believe it took him as long as it did to fall in love with her after
the marriage. Especially since she loved him from the day they met or so she
says.
#####
As Aegon and Daenerys walked into the King's bedchamber both of them tried to
keep it together for their dying King, the man that they were both very close
to.
"Both of you..." The King said motioning them towards him while coughing.
"Is there anything thing I can get for you father?" Daenerys asked, tears
brimming her eyes.
"Yes..." The King said trying to get the words out before coughing. "I want
both of you to marry and rule Westeros together."
"What about father, he won't let us marry?" Aegon asked.
"He won't have any say in the matter, the last thing I do as King will be to
make a royal decree for both of you to marry." The King responded with a smile,
his daughter and grandson's faces lighting up in joy.
"Thank you father, thank you so much." Daenerys said with tears coming from her
eyes.
"Love and protect each other, what you two have is special." The King said
smiling at the beautiful silver-blonde haired couple "And make sure you name
one of your son's Aerys." He ended with a grin making the couple laugh.
"We will." Aegon said grasping his grandfathers hand.
"Go get the others, I'm ready to sign this decree." The King said shooing them
away with a smile. He could feel death close, his time was almost up.
#####
After he and Dany sent his father and the others back to the King he felt like
it was the saddest and happiest day of his life, he finally gets to marry Dany,
the girl he's been in love with since he could remember, but he's also losing
his grandfather, a man he was very close to and had a great deal of respect
for.
After the hallway emptied Dany started crying, Aegon taking her into his arms.
"He doesn't deserve this, why would the gods curse him in this way?" Dany said
with a sob.
"I don't know my love, but soon he will be in peace." Aegon said calmingly,
kissing the top of her head, taking in the scent of her hair, comforting
himself.
#####
As the king struggled to sign the decree every occupant in the room kept
silent, Rhaegar in particular looked very displeased by what was happening. But
he was the only one, Tywin had always thought it a good idea to wed Aegon and
Daenerys, and well Cersei had been routing for it since the two were babies.
"It shall be done your grace." Tywin said taking the pen from the King's hands.
"It's getting late, I think I'm going to try and get some shut eye." The King
said making the occupants shuffle to leave except for Rhaegar, who he told to
stay behind.
"Son, you are going to be a fine King and I love you. I very much hope you are
able to keep Westeros peaceful during your reign." The King said to his son
sincerely.
"I will father." Rhaegar said.
"I hope in time you'll see the betrothal was the right thing to do, I couldn't
let you deny my daughter and grandson their happiness." The King said ending in
a cough.
Rhaegar looked like he was about to say something before stopping short. "I
understand father, I'll leave you to get some rest." Rhaegar said leaving the
bedchambers.
The King knew Rhaegar wanted to argue with him about it but Rhaegar was too
honorable to get into it with a man on his death bed. It made him respect his
son even more. As the King drifted to sleep he tried to replay the memories of
his life, as for by tomorrow King Aerys would be gone from this life.
***** Chapter 2 *****
                                     Aegon
It had been two days since King Aerys's funeral as Aegon sat at breakfast with
his mother Cersei, and Daenerys. The room oddly silent, most likely from the
bittersweet circumstances, mourning a loss while also having a wedding to look
forward to. Today was the day his father Rhaegar would officially begin his
rule as King, it was also the day that King Aerys's last royal decree would be
read aloud at court.
"So where is father this morning? I know it's way too early for a small council
meeting?" Aegon asked his mother.
"Robert Baratheon arrived earlier this morning, your father said they had some
important business to discuss." Cersei answered somewhat unsurely.
He had heard his father mention some problems going on with the north,
secession being the main rumor thrown around. Robert had been sent to
Winterfell to talk to the Warden of The North Eddard Stark. Aegon hoped that
Robert brought back some good news, If the north did secede it wouldn't be
without blood being spilt. Even though his father would rather peace he knew
he'd never let the north go.
"Have you spoken to Rhaegar about a possible date for the wedding?" Dany asked
Cersei. Aegon was glad Dany seemed to finally be moving on from the mourning,
he hated seeing her sad and depressed.
"No I thought it better to wait until after the decree is read to speak to him
about it." Cersei answered, taking a sip of her wine, Dany nodding in
understanding.
After their meal Aegon was walking out of the dining room when Dany called out
to him, walking up to him she took his hand in hers and looked him in the eyes.
"You're not going where I think you are right?" She asked in a quiet voice.
"He wasn't in his bedchamber this morning and he's my best friend." He said
with playful pleading tone.
"Yes but when your best friend spends the majority of his time in
Littlefinger's brothel it becomes a problem for me. I thought you talked to him
about this, does he really have to sleep there every night?" She questioned.
"You know how he is but like I have always said, you're the only woman for me."
Aegon said, kissing her on the lips. "Don't you trust me?" He asked with a
smile.
"Of course I do, it's that I don't trust them." She answered.
"Im just going to get him, it will only take a minute. I promise." He said
wrapping his arms around her.
"Ok but you know it makes you look bad, especially after we're married." She
answered him with uncertainty before kissing him goodbye.
"Me look bad?, the people love me." He said with a grin, walking out of the
dining room.
#####
                                    Rhaegar
Rhaegar sat at the table of the empty council meeting room waiting for Robert
Baratheon. He could already feel the weight of the crown and it wasn't even
official yet. The door to the room swung open disturbing Rhaegar from his
thoughts.
"Your Grace." Robert said walking up to the table and bowing.
Rhaegar chuckled. He saw Robert as a good friend, as kids they didn't really
get along but once they had both became adults it seemed every time Robert was
in Kings Landing they would find themselves drinking and hunting together. "Im
not King yet Robert." He said with a smile.
"Well you will be in a couple of hours so i thought I'd start early." Robert
said with a laugh.
"So what's the news, is there any truth to these rumors?" Rhaegar asked,
getting right to the point.
Robert's expression turned serious. "Im afraid so your Grace, almost every
house in the north wants to secede. They feel the north has been ignored and
that they can fend for themselves without the crown."
Rhaegar scoffed. "Fend for themselves? Do they know how much southern food gets
shipped to them every year, how much money goes to fund the Nights Watch?"
"I brought both points up but they seem to think they can handle it, the
northerners don't care as much for southern delicacies as most other regions
would." Robert explained.
"Just fucking great, my first day as King and I may have a war on my hands."
Rhaegar said shaking his head.
"I don't think the northerners want a war, it seemed the main gripe was that
they didn't feel like they had someone looking out for them." Robert said.
"I won't let the north secede, there will be war." Rhaegar said definitively.
"Ned Stark is the Warden of the north and he really doesn't want a war, I don't
even think the man wants to secede so I think It can be worked out." Robert
said with optimism.
"It better or blood will be spilt." Rhaegar stated sternly.
A guard walked into the room, stopping their conversation. "The small council
has arrived my Prince." He announced.
"Send them in." Rhaegar answered, watching the council of men come in and take
their usual seats.
"So what calls for such an early small council?" The man know as Littlefinger
'Petyr Baelish' asked smugly, once everyone was seated.
"Robert tell them the news you bring." Rhaegar said, motioning to him. Robert
went on to explain the situation to the council, telling them of certain houses
that were screaming louder than others and the reasons they wanted to secede.
Varys was the first to speak up after Robert was finished. "I'm curious, where
does Lord Stark stand on this secession? Last I heard the opinions of the
Warden of the north mattered greatly to northerners."
"He told me he couldn't sway them on this one, what he feels personally about
seceding he did not say." Robert answered.
"This would be a very bloody war but in the end we would be victorious."
Barristan Selmy stated.
"They're not stupid, they don't want a war. They are hoping the new King would
be as generous as Aerys and let them secede to keep the peace." Tywin Lannister
said causing everyone to shift their eyes to him.
"My father may have been soft but not that soft." Rhaegar said with an eye
roll.
"That's not what he told me my Prince. He had heard the rumors and said if they
wanted it that bad they could have it and that it wasn't worth the blood shed."
Tywin said, causing members of the council to gasp.
Rhaegar was shocked, he knew Tywin wouldn't lie about such things. "That's a
foolish thing for him to say. If I gave up the north I'd be asking for a
rebellion." Rhaegar said with a trace of venom to his tone.
"Maybe we can keep the north without any blood shed." Littlefinger said.
"If you know of a way then speak." Rhaegar stated.
"If they feel ignored then lets stop ignoring them. Ned Stark's eldest daughter
Sansa is said to be quite a beauty so I suggest a betrothal of Aegon to Sansa,
give them their seat at the table. Littlefinger said with a wicked smile.
"Impossible, a royal decree has been made for Aegon to marry Daenerys." Tywin
said.
"Oh, well the decree was made by the old King correct? The new King can do
whatever he wants." Littlefinger countered.
"Never has a royal decree from the previous King been ignored by the acting
King!" Tywin said in outrage.
"As they say desperate times call for desperate measures." Littlefinger
responded smugly.
"What do you think Robert?" Rhaegar asked.
"What you can't seriously be taking this disrespectful idiot's suggestion
seriously?" Tywin asked with wide eyes.
"Let Robert speak Tywin." Rhaegar said with a deep tone and a glare before
giving the nod for Robert to go on.
"I think the northerners would definitely like a future Queen who's a Stark and
she is a beauty, also around the same age as Aegon." Robert answered.
Rhaegar nodded "Tywin send word to Lord Stark asking if he would be open to a
betrothal of Aegon and Sansa, and if it would put the squash on all of this
secession talk." He ordered.
"You would disrespect your father, your King?" Tywin asked in shock.
"I gave you an order." Rhaegar said with some anger.
Tywin shook his head. "I will not aid you in disrespecting our King." He said
taking his King's Hand pin off and throwing it on the table. "Find a new Hand."
He finished angrily, storming out of the room, earning a gasp from some of the
members.
Rhaegar picked up the pin and threw it to Robert who barely caught it. "I was
going to sack him and make you Hand anyway, just didn't expect it to happen
that soon." He said.
"I don't know what to say." Robert said in surprise.
"I accept." Rhaegar suggested with a smile.
"Of course I accept, it is an honor your Grace." Robert said with a bow.
"Still not King yet Robert." Rhaegar said before he turned his attention to the
rest of the council. "Now I will wait for word to get back from Lord Stark to
make a decision." He said getting up from his seat and dismissing the council.
"Looks like we're finally going to have a King who gets things done."
Littlefinger said quietly to Rhaegar before making his way out the room.
#####
                                     Aegon
The smell of sex hit Aegon's nostrils as soon as he stepped inside the brothel,
the various moans of pleasure echoing through the establishment. Aegon
personally didn't see the appeal of whores, he found the thought of lying with
a woman who's been with hundreds of men a turn off. He saw a girl he was
familiar with named Viya eyes light up when she noticed him. Viya was one of
the youngest girls working in the brothel and of all the girls Viya was the
most persistent on sleeping with him. Aegon thought she was a very pretty girl
with her dark hair and blue eyes but not enough to forget what profession she
was in.
"My Prince!" Viya yelped jumping off the couch she was sitting on.
"Hello Viya, no touching remember." He said as she ran over and stood very
close to him.
"I remember, look have you reconsidered my proposal?" She asked following him
down the halls of the brothel.
"The answer is no, which room is he in?" Aegon asked.
She pointed to the one at the end of the hall. "I promise my ass has never been
fucked, you can ask Littlefinger." She persisted as they walked in the room to
find Tyrion getting a sucked off by a redhead.
Aegon turned to Viya. "I said no." He stated firmly then turned to Tyrion. "And
Tyrion, I thought we discussed this?" He asked his Uncle.
The redhead lifted her head from Tyrion's lap and looked to Aegon. "Hello my
Prince." She said with a smile.
"Hello Ross." He greeted, recognizing the whore.
"C'mon I was almost finished, keep going." Tyrion ordered her, Ross immediately
obeying lowered her mouth back down on his cock.
"You know the coronation is today so let's go." Aegon said in frustration.
"Yes later today so I think you could give me a minute to finish." He answered
in a strained voice.
"We need to go Tyrion!" Aegon said with more urgency.
"Ugh get off me." Tyrion said lifting Ross's head from his lap. "You ruined
it." He said pointing to Aegon.
"And why should I care?" Aegon asked with a smile, earning a scoff from Tyrion
as he dressed himself.
"Ross tell him my ass is virgin." Viya asked out of nowhere, causing Tyrion to
go into a fit of laughter.
"Sweetie he doesn't fuck whores." Ross said with a chuckle.
"That's not what I asked you!" Viya said in an aggravated tone.
"Viya you're a very pretty girl but virgin ass or not I'm not fucking you."
Aegon said before turning to Tyrion. "Now lets go." He said, his patience
starting to wear thin.
Once they were finally out of the brothel Aegon began scolding him. "Im about
to be married, it's not good for people to see me in places like that and you
told me you'd stay in last night!" He said bitterly.
"I didn't mean to sleep there, I drank a little too much and passed out but why
don't you relax and have some fun. You could give that girl a good ass pounding
and she would remember it for the rest of her life but no you just have to be
selfish." Tyrion countered.
"You're fucking impossible." Aegon said with a smile, trying to hold in his
laughter.
"Oh come on nephew, you know how boring your life would be without me in it."
Tyrion said jovially as they continued onto the Red Keep.
As they entered the Great Hall Aegon immediately spotted Lyanna Baratheon
talking to his mother, he could feel his stomach doing flips. Aegon thought he
had grown out of the infatuation he had with Lyanna when he was in his early
teen years.
"Ah the beautiful Lyanna Baratheon. Looks like your true love has come to stop
the wedding." Tyrion teased.
"Shut up." Aegon said in a low tone, giving him a shove.
"Aegon, Tyrion!" Cersei called out, waving them over.
Walking over Tyrion was the first to greet her. "Lady Baratheon as beautiful as
ever, it's been a good while since you graced us with your presence." Tyrion
said in his gentlemen persona.
"You are very kind Tyrion but as I was telling Cersei I couldn't miss the
coronation of our King." She said with a warm smile.
"A very important day it is indeed." Tyrion said.
Lyanna's eyes wondered over to Aegon. "My Prince, you seem to have grown into a
very handsome man." She said with a smile, eyeing him up and down.
Aegon buried his nerves, knowing if he didn't he'd look like a fool. "And you
look even more beautiful then the last time we saw you my Lady." Aegon said
suavely.
"Wow handsome and charming." Lyanna complemented with a raised eyebrow.
"That he is. So speaking of sons hows Steffon doing?" Cersei asked Lyanna.
"He's a little under the weather so he couldn't make it but other then that
he's your average 12 year old boy." She answered.
"Well we would hate to leave you Lady Baratheon but we must get ready for the
coronation." Tyrion said motioning to Aegon.
Aegon nodded. "Yes we must get going, it was good seeing you Lady Baratheon."
"You as well my Prince." She said with a smile.
Once they got back in Aegon's room Tyrion started in on him. "What in seven
hells was that?!" Tyrion asked smiling.
"What are you talking about?" Aegon asked pouring two cups of wine.
"You chatting up Lyanna back there and in front of your mother? And you say I
have no shame." He said with a chuckle taking his cup of wine.
"She paid me a compliment so I returned the favor, harmless." Aegon explained,
taking a sip of wine.
"You think Dany would have seen it the same way?" Tyrion asked, furthering his
teasing.
"I think Dany would have seen me being a gentleman." Aegon said with a grin,
causing Tyrion to roll his eyes before taking a gulp of wine.
#####
                                   Daenerys
It was a half hour till coronation when Daenerys decided to fetch Aegon from
his bedchamber. Knocking on the door Tyrion answered. "Ah Dany looking lovely
as usual." He complemented.
"Thank you, please tell me Aegon's ready?" She asked.
"Almost, come in!" She heard Aegon call out from within the room.
"I think I'm going to head down." Tyrion said stepping out of the room. "If you
two are late I'm going to be very suspicious." He said teasingly with a glare,
shaking his finger at her before he left.
Walking into the room Dany spotted Aegon in front of the mirror combing his
medium silver length hair, wearing his formal House colors outfit, she always
thought the predominately black with red detail looked good on him.
Turning around Aegon looked her up and down, she knew he loved her black formal
gown "You look gorgeous." He said giving her the look she wanted, slowly
walking up to her. She loved that look he would throw her when he was turned
on, she liked seeing how much he wanted her. Putting his arms around her he
kissed her.
As his tongue slipped in her mouth she slowly pulled her lips from his. "You
need to get ready, the coronation is about to start." She said.
"We can spare some time." Aegon answered, kissing her neck.
"As much as I would love to continue this you have to get ready." She said
pushing him away.
"Ugh all I have to do is put my boots on." He said trying to get closer to her.
"Then put them on." She order with a smile, stopping him from getting closer.
Making a dissatisfied groan Aegon sat down in a chair and began putting his
boots on. "Just think this coronation only gets us closer to the wedding." She
offered optimistically.
Tying his boots he got up and walked over to her and put his arms around her.
"You know for the longest time I feared that we wouldn't be able to get married
and now that grandfather made it a certainty I've never been happier then I am
now and part of me feels guilty because he's dead while I get to live this
wonderful life with you." He said with seriousness, looking into her eyes.
Dany nodded, she knew exactly how he felt. "I thought the same thing but I
think he would want us to be happy Aegon, that's why he signed the decree." She
said trying to assure him, tears threatening to well up in her eyes.
"You're right." He said, kissing her gently. "Guess we should get down there."
He suggested with a smile.
The Great Hall was filled to the brim with people, all of whom were from noble
houses. Dany, Aegon and Cersei stood on the side right by the throne where
Rheagar sat, Robert stood on the other side of the throne.
The Crowning came and went in a slow pace except for the announcement of Robert
Baratheon as Hand of the King, it wasn't till the end that Dany started to get
excited knowing the decree was to be read. Looking at Robert she noticed him
pull out a paper and lean over to whisper into the Rhaegar's ear, as soon as
she got her hopes up she saw Rhaegar shake his head and shoo it away.
What is he doing?" Dany asked Aegon who was looking at the same thing she was.
"I don't know." He answered confused.
Suddenly Tyrion stepped up from the crowd. "If I'm not mistaken, Isn't that a
royal decree that needs to be read?" Tyrion asked pointing at the paper. Dany
smiled seeing Tyrion look out for them.
Robert looked with wide eyes to Rhaegar not know what to do. "Robert give it
here." Rhaegar ordered. Robert handed the paper to Rhaeger who held it in the
air to show Tyrion before ripping it into several pieces and throwing the
remains at him, sending the bits of paper flying into the air.
Dany felt like she just witnessed her life being ripped apart instead of some
piece of paper, all she could feel was the rage surge inside her. "You
bastard!" Dany yelled causing the crowed to gasp, her trying to lunge at
Rhaegar before being held back by Aegon. "You can't do this, that was father's
royal decree!" She yelled, looking to the people around for help but all they
did was stare in shock, they didn't know what to do. She turned herself around
in Aegon's arms and looked in his eyes. "You can't let him do this to us,
please?" Dany pleaded to him in a quieter voice.
Aegon just stared at her unblinkingly. "Dany, what am I supposed to do?" He
asked her. She knew there was nothing he could do but her mind just couldn't
accept what her brother had just done, he not only hurt her and Aegon but he
had disrespected their fathers memory in front of an audience.
"Ser Barristan, escort my sister to her bedchamber. She doesn't seem well."
Rhaegar ordered.
"Ye yes your Grace." Barristan Selmy answered with a stutter, walking over to
Dany and Aegon.
"I will come see you later, I promise." Aegon whispered into her ear, hugging
her. Danny nodded in understanding.
She knew it would only make it worse if she fought Ser Barristan so she went
with him willingly, walking out of the Great Hall not paying any mind to the
crowd that watched her as she left in silence.
***** Chapter 3 *****
                                     Aegon
As soon as the coronation was over with Aegon hurried his way to Dany's
bedchamber. He was still himself trying to process what his father had done,
could he just rip up a royal decree like that in front of everybody and no one
say a word? He definitely felt anger towards his father but it was also laced
with confusion, his father wasn't usually the type to cause a scene like he had
done with that decree.
"Dany it's me." Aegon said after giving a knock on the door to her bedchamber.
The door opened to reveal a crying Dany.
After taking her into his arms he closed to door and sat them on the bed, he
held her silently for a minute before she spoke. "It's over now isn't it?" She
asked, her head rested against him.
"No we still love each other, it'll never be over." He answered.
"Aegon he's King now, he can do whatever he wants. It's only a matter of time
before he marries one of us off." She said, the tone of her voice getting more
upset.
"We don't know that, maybe he had reason for ripping up the decree." Aegon
said, trying to convince himself as much as her.
"There is no other reason but to keep us apart, you know that." She replied.
"I'll talk to him after the feast tonight and make him see that we're meant to
be together." He said, trying to assure her.
"He ripped up the decree in front of everyone, nothing you say can change his
mind!" She said loudly, a strain to her voice.
Aegon lifted her chin to look in her eyes. "I love you and I will find a way
for us to be together, I promise." He said with conviction. She nodded and
kissed him slipping her tongue into his mouth, both trying to comfort each
other and forget the incident that happened moments ago.
Hours later a knock at the door woke Aegon with Dany in his arms from their
unintentional nap. Getting up he opened to door to find Tyrion on the other
side.
"Thought you would be here, is she doing ok?" Tyrion asked with concern.
"Neither one of us are doing ok." Aegon answered with a sigh.
Tyrion nodded in understanding. "Well the feast is about to start and I'm sure
you could use a drink or two?"
"Yeah we'll be down in a minute ok?" He answered
"Sure." Tyrion said before leaving.
Aegon shut the door and turned around to notice Dany awake staring at him. "Im
not going, tell them I'm not feeling well. I'm sure after what Rhaegar said
nobody will be surprised." She said in a depressed tone.
Walking over to the bed Aegon knelt down and started stroking her hair. "I can
stay if you want?" He said softly.
"No you go, I'm just going to get more sleep." She replied.
"Are you sure?" He asked.
"Yes, even though I think it's pointless you should try to talk to Rhaegar."
She said seriously.
Aegon nodded. "I'll see you tomorrow, I love you." He said kissing her.
"Love you too." She said giving him a warm smile before he left to the feast.
The feast turned out to be a very tortuous affair for Aegon, Rhaegar acted like
nothing happened which made Aegon's blood boil. He watched as his father
laughed and joked with the guest not even sparing a glance in his direction.
"I think you need a drink." Tyrion said as he sat beside him, filling his
goblet with wine.
"I think you're right." Aegon replied taking a big gulp of the wine.
"Aren't I always." Tyrion said with grin, tapping his goblet against Aegon's
before taking a swig.
The feast seemed to go on even longer than usual which resulted in his mother
retiring for the night and much of the guest being drunk or tipsy, Aegon was on
the drunk side barely eating and drinking many goblets of wine. Looking to his
left on the other side of the royal table he spotted Robert Baratheon with some
nameless woman on his lap, looking out into the crowd of people in the Great
Hall he saw Lyanna speaking with a small group of woman oblivious of her
husbands actions. Aegon shook his head in disgust, it was no secret Robert
cheated on Lyanna but seeing him do it in the same room as her made Aegon even
angrier than he already was.
"Look at that fat fuck." Aegon said with a slight slur, directing Tyrion's view
to Robert.
"Yep, shameless that man is." Tyrion said shaking his head.
"I mean what an ungrateful son of a bitch, to have woman like Lyanna and
cheat." Aegon said in disgust.
Tyrion nodded in agreement. "I agree but to be fair we don't know what kind of
arrangement they have, maybe she lets him whore around."
Aegon scoffed. "Bull shit and you know it."
"Yeah." Tyrion laughed taking a gulp of wine.
Gazing at Lyanna several dirty thoughts swirled around in Aegon's mind. She was
the only woman besides Dany that he's wanted to fuck since he hit puberty. He
knew he and Dany were over, he knew he was being unrealistically optimistic
about them ending up together so why wait for him and Dany to share their first
time together, it didn't matter in the long run anyways. His foggy drunk mind
told him.
"You know why should he have all the fun? Maybe I can help Lyanna have some
fun." Aegon said, getting up from his chair.
"No no no no, I am not going to let you do something that stupid." Tyrion said
with a laugh, grabbing Aegon's arm and pulling him back down into the chair.
"Why not? You saw the way she was looking at me. I think I have a shot." Aegon
replied keeping his eyes on Lyanna.
"Just because she's attracted to you doesn't mean she'll let you fuck her.
Besides what about Dany?" Tyrion asked with legitimate concern.
"You know when my father ripped up that decree it was over so why should I care
about a woman I can never be with?" He countered.
"Look you don't know what the future may be, you're not thinking straight. I
think a lot of this is the wine talking so keep your ass on that chair and
thank me tomorrow for not letting you do something tremendously stupid." Tyrion
said sternly before relaxing and taking a sip of wine.
"Wow I should really take advice from a guy who spends every night in a
brothel." Aegon spat sarcastically.
"Oh that really hurt me." Tyrion countered with his own sarcasm, putting his
hand over his heart.
Aegon looked back over to Robert who was now full on groping the woman in his
lap. Aegon groaned getting up from his chair. "Hey Robert not everybody wants
to watch you grab tit, so why don't you cut it the fuck out!" Aegon yelled
across the table, causing the party to go silent.
"Seven fucking hells." Tyrion sighed softly.
Robert looked over to Aegon with fury in his eyes. "What did you say boy!"
Robert yelled back.
Aegon walked a couple of steps closer to Robert's seat causing Rhaegar and
Tyrion to get out of their seat. "First of all I'm am your Prince. Second, I
told you to stop grabbing that woman's tit. I can't see why you would want to
be fondling some other woman when you have a beautiful wife, unless you're
tired of her and if that's the case I would happily step in for you." Aegon
finished smugly, receiving gasps and giggles from the audience.
"I am going to kill you, you shit!" Robert shot from his chair sending the
woman on his lap flying off and the guards readying their weapons.
Right before Robert could get to Aegon Rhaegar put himself in front of him,
blocking him. "If you touch my son, I'll fucking kill you myself." Rhaegar
threatened, making Robert's face go pale. "Now be a man and sit the fuck down."
He ordered, pointing to the chair. Robert slowly made his way back to the chair
cursing under his breath.
"I think we're going to retire for the night." Tyrion said pulling on Aegon's
shirt.
"I think thats a good idea." Rhaegar replied turning to Aegon.
Aegon scoffed. "Nonsense I can go all day!" He yelled with a laugh at Robert.
Rhaegar grabbed him by the shoulders and looked him in the eyes. "I know today
was tough for you and you've had a lot to drink so I get it but don't make me
get the guards to remove you. You don't want to cause a bigger scene then you
already have do you?" He said softly.
Aegon chuckled. "Of course not father." He said with a grin walking away and
snatching a bottle of wine off the table. Heading into the crowd that was
staring at him with Tyrion following behind he spotted Lyanna staring at him
wide eye. Stopping in front of her Aegon bowed theatrically. "Goodnight my
Lady." He said, sending the crowd into laughter and eliciting a small laugh
from Lyanna. Making his way to the exit several of the men started to give him
pats on the back and various words of encouragement, if it wasn't for a
sickness brewing in his stomach Aegon would have tried to milk the glorious
exit.
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                                      Ned
In Winterfell Ned Stark had just ended a meeting discussing the betrothal with
the other Houses of the north and it went as well as Ned hoped. Almost
unanimously they voted to accept the betrothal and end plans of secession,
Roose Bolton was the only one to vote no which didn't surprise him. The feeling
of dread was finally gone from his body, he really didn't want a war and he was
able to avoid it, avoid risking his men and sons lives.
Entering his bedchamber Ned found Catelyn sitting down knitting, waiting like
she said she'd be. "What did they say?" Catelyn asked impatiently, putting her
knitting down and getting up.
Ned walked up to her. "We had a vote." He paused putting his head down with a
sigh, seeing the look of worry on Catelyn's face. "And they agreed to the
betrothal." He finished with a smile.
Catelyn threw her arms around him. "This is wonderful news!" She said with joy.
"I know, no war." He said with a relieved sigh, hugging his wife tightly.
"Sansa is going to be so happy when she hears about this." Catelyn said with
excitement, stepping out from the hug.
"No we should still keep quiet about this until I get word from the King about
how he wants to proceed." Ned said seriously.
"It's going to be so hard keeping this from her. Can you believe it, our
daughter the future Queen" She replied.
Ned nodded. "I just hope the Prince is an Honorable man."
"He is Rhaegar's son, I'm sure he raised him well." She said assuringly.
"Yes Rhaegar is an honorable man, so was his father. Lets hope the Prince takes
after them." Ned replied, finding some optimism.
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                                     Arya
Arya quickly removed her ear from her parents door once she started hearing
footsteps. She hurried down the hall and into her bedchamber. She like everyone
else knew of the planned secession but she didn't expect a betrothal to be the
thing to stop it, she guessed it made sense having someone that would have the
future King's ear to represent the north but it was still hard to believe,
Sansa was going to be the future Queen. Even though she didn't get along with
Sansa she was happy her sisters dreams were going to come true, if Arya were a
normal girl she'd be jealous but she wasn't, if anything Arya was worried
they'd marry her off next.
It wasn't that she didn't want a family of her own, she just didn't want to be
controlled and told what to do. She liked horseback riding, swordplay and
archery, things that any highborn man would not allow her to do as a their
Lady. In the past there had been young highborn men who had been interested in
her but as soon as they realized she wasn't an obedient Lady they'd lose
interest. She dreaded the day she'd have to give up all the things she loved to
do in life.
"What are you moping about?" Sansa asked, standing in the door way.
"Nothing, just thinking." Arya replied, deciding not to tell Sansa of the
betrothal. She wouldn't want to jeopardize her father's plan.
"You know you're pretty Arya, if you just acted more Lady like you would have
some young handsome highborn man courting you and you wouldn't be moping
around." Sansa said with sincerity.
"You know not everything is about a man Sansa and I didn't ask you for your
opinion." Arya spat back bitterly.
"Fine but you know I'm right and if you don't take my advice you'll end up
married off to some old man you're not even attracted to." Sansa countered in
her own ugly tone before leaving. Arya hated it when people told her what she
should do, she loved Sansa but times like these she wanted to slap her across
the face.
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                                    Rhaegar
It had been a rough couple of days for Rhaegar, he was fighting with his whole
family over ripping up the royal decree, even his wife was giving him the cold
shoulder which was not usual. He hadn't really talked to Dany since the
coronation but he did talk to Aegon which would evolve into a screaming match
every time, the boy just couldn't understand that you have to make sacrifices
for the good of the people which was ironic to Rhaegar considering Aegon had
gotten even more popular with the people ever since his theatrics at the feast.
Today he had called a family only meeting to announce the betrothal, he knew it
wasn't going go well but it had to be done. Sitting at the table that was
usually used for small council meetings Rhaegar watched his family members
flood in one by one except for Tywin who went back to Casterly Rock.
"Should I expect more pieces of paper thrown at me." Tyrion teased taking his
seat.
Rhaegar ignored the comment and started the announcement. "The reason I called
everyone here is because I'd like to finally explain why I voided the royal
decree. The rumors of the north wanting to secede turned out to be true." He
paused noticing he had gotten everyone's attention. "And to avoid a war I with
Lord Stark have set up a Betrothal of Aegon to Lord Stark's daughter Sansa." He
finished, immediately noticing the angry look on Aegon's face.
"I knew it." Dany said tearing up before she rushed out of the room.
"Now it makes sense." Tyrion said to himself.
Aegon shot up from his seat. "Makes sense? Who's side are you on?!" Aegon
yelled at Tyrion.
"Your side, all I said was it makes sense." Tyrion explained.
"Are you sure this is the only way?" Cersei asked.
"Im afraid so, we leave for Winterfell tomorrow." Rhaegar answered.
Aegon shook his head. "This is bull shit, who gives a fuck about the north, why
not just let them have it?" He said with a mixture of anger and pleading.
"Aegon you know I can't let the north go, how it would look. I'd be putting
this family in danger if I did that." Rhaegar said with sympathy. Aegon picked
up his chair and threw it across the room in frustration before storming out.
***** Chapter 4 *****
                                     Arya
It was a hectic day in Winterfell as Arya sat in Sansa's bedchamber watching
her mother brush Sansa's hair, The betrothal had become public knowledge a week
ago when Arya's father made the announcement. So all week she had to hear Sansa
go on and on about the Prince and Arya's mother was almost just as giddy, they
had gotten word yesterday that the King was suppose to arrive later today and
ever since it had been chaotic.
"I am perfectly capable of getting the girls ready My Lady." Septa Mordane said
with a hint of displeasure.
"I told you I want to do this, My daughter will be leaving for Kings Landing
soon and I want to spend every minute I can with her." Catelyn said.
"You will see me for the wedding." Sansa said with a smile.
"I know but after that we will barely see each other." Catelyn said with a
touch of sadness, which Sansa gave a sympathetic smile in return.
"My Lady..." The Septa started.
"Septa Mordane could you start getting Arya ready." Catelyn asked cutting the
Septa off.
"Yes My Lady, let's go Lady Arya." The Septa ordered. Arya groaned in
aggravation and followed the Septa out of the room.
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                                     Aegon
The trip to Winterfell at first was going by in a blur for Aegon, he drank all
day every day while on the trip. The one plus side was that his father let Dany
stay home, he couldn't imagine having to meet Sansa Stark with Dany standing
nearby. When they were about two days away from Winterfell Rhaegar told the
staff to keep all the booze away from Aegon, saying that he needed to sober up
and be presentable for the Starks which in turn made Aegon depressed and
irritable making the last two days drag slowly.
As they neared Winterfell Aegon could see the large structure in the distance
barley visible in the fog. Rhaegar told Aegon they should ride forward, He
followed his father on his own horse, going at a faster speed then all trip,
Ser Barristan and some guards not far behind. He was enjoying the cold wind hit
his face when suddenly his father slowed down and signaled for him to do the
same.
"You know son when I was betrothed to your mother I thought my chances at true
love were over, I hated my father for putting me in that position but slowly
over time I fell in love with her. You'll will fall for the Stark girl, it may
take years but when you start waking up to her by your side every morning and
she starts bearing your children you will start to care for her, I can promise
you that." His father said, their horses slowly galloping side by side.
"You just don't understand do you, I've known and loved Dany since I could
remember. I will never stop loving her nor could I love any woman as much as
her." Aegon said with a coldness to his voice.
"I don't expect you to stop loving her, I'm trying to tell you that love is a
complex thing and it will sneak up on you. Your whole life Dany has been there
on your arm with encouragement from all, you didn't have any other option but
to fall in love with her." Rhaegar responded.
"What are you trying to say, I was manipulated!" Aegon asked in outrage.
Rhaegar shook his head. "No, I'm saying you were never given the chance to meet
other girls. I should have put my foot down a long time ago, before it got this
bad."
Aegon scoffed. "There were many highborn girls that have came to court for
events over the years, they just weren't as smart or as beautiful as Dany."
"You must ask yourself son, is your happiness worth the lives of tens of
thousands of people?" Rhaegar said with seriousness before riding ahead,
leaving a now silent Aegon behind.
Galloping through the gates of Winterfell Aegon could see his father already
off his horse and greeting the Starks, looking at the family he immediately
spotted his soon to be wife with her long flowing red hair which they had
informed him about so he could identify her. Aegon could see her beauty was not
over exaggerated, wondering how the sister Arya fared his eyes scanned the
family till they landed on a brown haired girl with a pair of grey eyes who was
staring at him with what looked like to him as curiosity. Aegon couldn't stop
staring at her, she very much resembled Lyanna but there was an unique
intensity in her eyes that drew him in. He wondered why no one ever mentioned
her, she was definitely as beautiful as Sansa, if not more so in his opinion.
"This must be the Prince." Lord Stark said, drawing Aegon's eyes away from
Arya.
Rhaegar turned around and looked at him. "Yes, come on son, come greet the
Starks." He said motioning him over.
Dismounting his horse Aegon walked over to Lord Stark who gave him a warm smile
and bowed "My Prince." Lord Stark said.
"Lord Stark, My grandfather thought very highly of you." Aegon replied giving
him a hand shake.
"And me of him, I only met him twice but I could tell he was an honorable man."
Ned said sympathetically.
"Lady Stark." Aegon greeted Catelyn.
"My Prince." She responded with a curtsy.
"Lady Sansa I see the rumors of your beauty are undoubtedly true." He said with
a smile.
"Thank you my Prince." Sansa responded with a blush before a curtsy.
Aegon greeted Robb, Bran and Rickon simply, he thought all three boys seemed
very noble. It was when he got to Arya that the greetings got unusual.
"Lady Arya I am surprised no one informed me of your beauty." He said
truthfully with a smile, feeling that familiar flipping in his stomach feeling
as he took in her beauty. Arya responded with a roll of her eyes which caught
Aegon off guard, making him chuckle.
"Arya!" Sansa scolded quietly.
Aegon was offended but he wasn't going to let it show, never in his life had he
paid someone a compliment and got disrespect back. She had guts to be able to
act like that to a Prince and that made Aegon even more interested in her. "No
no It's fine, can't win em all right?" Aegon said to the group of Starks with a
grin and a shrug of his shoulders, trying to rid the greeting of the sudden
awkwardness. Everyone was quiet for a second until Robb started laughing,
causing his brothers and Ned to join in, he even thought he caught Arya trying
to hold in her laughter.
As the laughter started to calm down the carriage and the rest of the group
started to roll through the gates, His mother was the first to step out of the
carriage and then Tyrion. Cersei greeted each member of the Stark family and
then Tyrion did the same until he got to Arya. "You Lady Arya resemble your
aunt Lyanna." Tyrion said glancing at Aegon before continuing. "Very nice to
meet you." He ended with a bow.
After they were shown their respective bedchambers Aegon and Tyrion decided to
take a walk around Winterfell till the feast. "So going to ask Rhaegar if you
can change which Stark girl you take home?" Tyrion asked with a smirk.
Aegon laughed. "I would probably be thinking about it if she liked me." He
answered truthfully.
"What gave you that impression?" Tyrion questioned.
"When I gave her a compliment she rolled her eyes." He explained.
"Oh, well maybe she just needs to get to know you, we've got a month here so
it's not like time is against you." Tyrion offered.
"Yeah maybe but Sansa seems to like me and I would have zero problems
consummating a marriage with her." Aegon replied.
Tyrion whistled. "I have no doubts dear nephew and you know what I say about
redheads." He agreed, looking to Aegon for the quote.
"Great in the sack, the whole lot of them." He said the quote, both men going
into fits of laughter.
"I've got to say your taking this better then I thought." Tyrion said after the
laughter calmed down.
"It was something father said, it made me think how good this betrothal is for
the people." He said, the conversation taking on a more serious tone.
"Yeah it is going to save a lot of lives." Tyrion added as they made their way
to the Winterfell Great Hall for the feast.
The feast was going on as Aegon expected, they sat him and Sansa together so
they could get to know each other. He told her of some of the books he's read
and she told him of the things she liked which ended up being the standard fare
for highborn girls, knitting, gardening, dancing. The whole time he would steal
glances at Arya who sat at the table across the room, finally he just decided
to ask Sansa about her. "So what was with Lady Arya earlier, did I say
something wrong?" He asked her.
Sansa shook her head. "No, I honestly have no idea why she acted that way but
you'll come to find out that Arya is not like most girls. Hells I barely get
along with her." She said with a smile, Aegon couldn't tell if it was a joke or
not but he chuckled anyway.
"I think I'm going to go talk to her, If that's ok with you?" Aegon asked
noticing Sansa was taken aback.
"Um yeah sure, go ahead." Sansa answered, looking as if she was still trying to
process what he asked.
As Aegon walked across the room and over to Arya he could feel everyone's eyes
on him. "Hey can we talk?"
Arya looked at him with wide eyes. "What?"
"Well I thought maybe we could go for a walk, maybe clear the air." He said
getting nervous that she was going to make a scene again.
Looking at him her face softened. "Sure." Arya answered surprising him,
standing from her chair.
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                                     Arya
As the two made their way outside Arya was starting to regret her accidental
eye roll, if it wasn't for that she wouldn't be having to deal with this. When
she first saw the Prince ride through the gates she didn't know what to make of
him, she thought he was very handsome but he didn't seem to be the smug Prince
she expected and when they made eye contact the first time he looked at her in
a way no other guy had. It felt like he was trying to look inside her, it was
an intense feeling for Arya. Then for some reason when he commented on Sansa's
beauty it irritated Arya even though it was perfectly normal considering that
was his betrothed, but then when he commented on Arya's beauty she felt like he
was just doing it to make her feel better which caused the eye roll.
"I wanted to know, is there anything I've said or done to offended you?" Aegon
asked her.
"Yeah I'm sorry about that, it was an accident." She answered nervously.
"So the rolling of your eyes as soon as I gave you a compliment was an
accident?" He questioned.
"Well I thought it but I didn't mean to actually do it." She explained, feeling
silly as the words came from her mouth.
"Why did you think it?" He asked with a chuckle.
Arya took a deep breath then explained. "My first reaction was I thought you
were being smug and giving me a pity compliment." She said truthfully.
"I was being nice and why would I pity you?" He asked in confusion.
"I know I was being stupid, when you made the joke I realized that." She said
remembering how embarrassed she felt.
"Lady Arya I think you just eased my mind of guilt." He said with a smile and
relieved sigh.
Arya laughed "I know I'm sorry and you can just call me Arya."
Aegon nodded, still wearing a smile. "And you can call me Aegon. Well then Arya
I think we should get back to the feast before they start to get suspicious."
"Yeah, right." Arya said with a nervous laugh before the made their way back to
the Great Hall. Arya felt much better after her talk with Aegon, now she could
rest easy knowing the misunderstanding was resolved.
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                                     Aegon
Sitting back down next to Sansa at the feast Aegon was in a much better mood,
he felt a lot better knowing everything with Arya was fixed. "So how did it
go?" Sansa asked, stirring him from his thoughts.
"Great, it was all just a misunderstanding." Aegon answered, glancing at Arya
across the room who gave him a warm smile.
"Really?" Sansa asked with surprise.
"Yeah, everything's cleared up now." He replied. Aegon liked Arya even more
after talking with her, he could tell she was not like most highborn girls. He
would definitely try to get to know her better for his curiosity had gotten a
hold of him.
***** Chapter 5 *****
                                     Aegon
The next day after breakfast Aegon took a walk outside, Tyrion had spent the
night at the brothel last night so he was on his own for the day. Hearing the
clanking of swords Aegon walked towards the sound to find Robb and Bran
sparring, Aegon watched as the older bother landed more hits on the younger
brother until he finally yielded.
"If you stuck to your training little brother you would actually stand a
chance." Robb said, his breathing heavier than normal.
"Doubt it." Bran said trying to catch his breath.
Robb looked in Aegon's direction and spotted him. "Ah my Prince I didn't see
you there, would you care to spar?" Robb asked.
Aegon never cared for swordplay, his father tried to push it on him growing up
but it never stuck. "No thank you, it's not really my thing." Aegon answered.
Robb looked at him with surprise. "I have to admit, I'm shocked. Our king is
said to be one the best swordsmen in Westeros so I assumed..."
"You assumed I'd take after him." Aegon finished for him.
"Yeah." Robb responded.
"Well he definitely tried to get me into it but I liked books and wine more
so..." Aegon explained.
"I hear you on that one, nothing beats a good book." Bran agreed.
"Says someone who's never won a difficult spar or tournament, nothing feels
better than besting your opponent in a hard fought battle." Robb countered.
"You're both wrong. Nothing beats a nice lay with a woman, but wine is a close
second." Tyrion said with a smirk, walking over to Aegon.
"Didn't expect to see you this early in the morning." Aegon questioned.
"It's this damned morning weather, I don't know how these people take it."
Tyrion said bitterly.
Robb laughed at Tyrion's words. "We are in the summer season, you should visit
us when winter comes."
"Thank you for the invitation but I'm afraid I'll have to decline, I'm not
looking to freeze my bits off." Tyrion responded, sending the two Stark boys
into a laughter. "Well I'm going to fetch me some breakfast, join me nephew?"
He asked.
"I've already eaten, I was just about to go on a walk." Aegon responded, Tyrion
giving a farewell as Sansa walked down the stairs from a platform that was
connected to the Great Keep.
"Would you like some company on your walk?" Sansa said in a sweet feminine
voice.
Aegon was planning to walk alone but he knew it'd be very impolite to refuse
his betrothed, especially in front of her brothers. "That would be lovely Lady
Sansa." He answered with a smile.
Once they were a good distance away from the others Sansa spoke up. "We need to
talk about something, I was thinking of going to the King but you're going to
be my husband so I thought I should come to you first."
"Sounds serious, what is it?" Aegon asked amused and partly worried.
"I've heard the rumors of you and your aunt Daenerys and if there is any truth
to it I think we should try to find a new home for her, once we get to Kings
Landing of course." Sansa said with some trepidation.
Aegon stopped walking, trying to hold his anger in. He wanted to grab her by
the throat and put the bitch in her place but he couldn't, he wasn't raised
that way. He knew he would have to take care of this another way. Gently taking
Sansa's hand he gave her a warm smile and led her into the nearby Godswood,
going deep enough for some privacy. Once they were far enough for his liking he
stopped and turned to face her, looking in her eyes he gently placed his hand
on her face and stroked her cheek with his thumb, her face starting to go the
shade of her red hair. "Sansa there is no need worry about my loyalty as a
husband, I would never do that to you." Aegon said in the most assuring
soothing voice he could muster.
Sansa gave a warm pretty smile, letting him know she was soaking up the words.
"I believe you, it's just..."
Aegon stepped forward, closing the distance between them. Their faces now
inches apart making her stop mid sentence from the sudden closeness. "Don't
worry, you can trust me." He said softly before placing his lips on hers to
which she responded by leaning forward and pressing her body against his. Aegon
slipped his tongue in between her lips which he could tell surprised her but
she opened her mouth to give him space to go further. As he moved his tongue
against her he could immediately tell it was her first time from the way her
tongue moved awkwardly in the beginning so he guided her with his, setting a
smooth motion. Aegon would have enjoyed it if he wasn't so inwardly angry at
her.
Ending the kiss he watched Sansa's eyelids slowly open to reveal her slightly
glazed eyes. "I've never done anything like that before." She said with a
flushed face and a smile.
"Nice isn't it?" Aegon asked with amusement.
"Very." She answered.
"I'd love to stay out here with you but we should probably head back before
someone comes looking for us." Aegon said taking her hand and interlocking
their fingers.
"Yeah." She said with a nod and a smile.
As they walked back to the courtyard Aegon was feeling very pleased with how he
handled the situation, he had never wanted to harm a woman before and that
burst of anger he felt towards Sansa worried him but he was able to control it
and bury it. It made him feel good that he overcame his emotions because if he
hadn't he would've been in serious trouble and it was good to know Sansa was
easy to control which would make the marriage much easier for him. He wished he
could be the things he told Sansa, be a loyal husband. But Dany would always
come first for him and he would go behind Sansa's back to be with Dany, Aegon
liked to think of himself as an honorable man but when it came to Dany she
meant much more to him than his honor.
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                                     Arya
Arya had just gotten back from supper when a hurried knock rang on the door to
her bedchambers, opening the door revealed a giddy Sansa who rushed into the
room and closed the door before Arya could even respond. "You will not believe
what happened today with the Prince!" Sansa said with an excited look on her
face.
Arya figured something was going on with the way Sansa had been acting the
whole day and the constant whispers and giggling she did with Jeyne. "And why
would you want to tell me?" She asked in a bored expression as she got ready
for bed.
"Because I'm happy and you're my sister." Sansa replied as if Arya was stupid
for asking.
"Hurry up, get on with it." Arya said with a groan.
Sansa went on to explain how Aegon walked her into the Godswood and kissed her,
she then went on to explain every little detail how he touched her, how he
smelled, how he tasted and how they kissed. "Arya it felt like my body was on
fire but in a good way." Sansa finished with a dreamy look in her eyes.
Arya did not enjoy hearing any of it, her first reaction was disappointment in
Aegon, she thought he was different but then she thought why should she be
disappointed, Sansa was going to be his wife, it was either that or war so why
should he not kiss her even though they only met yesterday. She also didn't
like the thought of Sansa kissing Aegon, it just rubbed her the wrong way.
"Well I guess the rumors about him and Daenerys Targaryen are true." Arya said
with a shrug, remembering the rumors of the Prince's aunt back in Kings
Landing.
"How so?" Sansa asked, her face turning to worry.
"From what you said It sounds like he knows what he's doing, maybe he had
practice." Arya explained.
"Well I did ask him about it but we got distracted in the Godswood, I'm sure
we'll talk about it again but if there was anything going on with her he's
definitely over it, he promised he'd be a loyal husband and I believe him.
People say the King has always been loyal to the Queen and he's the one who
raised Aegon." Sansa explained.
Arya couldn't really argue with her, even King Aerys was said to be loyal to
his wife, they say he never took another woman to bed after his sister-wife
Rhaella died giving birth to their daughter but neither Rhaegar nor Aerys grew
up with a woman who's said to have beauty that cannot be matched. "He seems
very honorable, I'm sure it will all work out." Arya said, deciding to just let
the subject slide.
"Thanks Arya, It was nice to actually talk without arguing for once." Sansa
said with a smile.
"Yeah." Arya replied simply, knowing they would have if she hadn't held her
tongue.
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                                     Aegon
It was either late at night or very early morning when Aegon decided to get up
and take a walk, his mind wouldn't let him sleep, worrying of what could happen
to Dany. The conversation with Sansa really shook him, now all he could think
of was having to watch Dany get shipped off or betrothed to some ass who didn't
deserve her. Exiting the Guest House Aegon heard the light sound of thumping,
looking to his left he saw Arya illuminated by a single lantern and the
moonlight shooting arrows, she was wearing a leather outfit that looked like it
could've come from one of her bothers wardrobe, trousers and all. It was one of
the most beautiful things Aegon had ever seen in his life, it looked like a
painting come to life. He watched as Arya pulled the arrow from the quiver
behind her and fired in rapid succession, a calm and determined look on her
face. He silently walked closer not wanting disturb the living art he was
witnessing, while doing so he took in even more details of her, the stain of
loose hair right beside her eye that fell from her pulled up hair, the expert
stance and light breathing that all excellent archers were said to have.
Suddenly she stopped and looked in his direction, her eyes going wide.
"No, don't stop." He pleaded immediately realizing how awkward he must have
sounded. "I mean you don't have to if you don't want to." He corrected, his
voice a much more normal tone.
"No one is supposed to be up." She said, her eyes still wide.
"I couldn't sleep." He said walking up to the fencing that surrounded the
practice area. "You're really good."
Arya blinked her eyes several times. "What?" She asked.
"In archery, you're amazing at it." He answered.
"Thank you but I shouldn't be seen doing this or dressed like this." She
motioned to her clothing as she started to put the bow on the table.
"Wait why?" Aegon asked quickly which caused Arya to give him a 'You know why.'
look. "I know most people think highborn girls as yourself aren't suppose to do
things like this but fuck them right?" He asked with a smile.
Arya laughed and shook her head. "Mother would kill me if she knew I was
dressed like this in front of the Prince."
"Would she still kill you if I told her you look beautiful even in trousers?"
He asked looking her up and down, noticing how well the outfit showed off her
body. Causing a hint of red to grace Arya's face.
"Knowing my mother, yes." She answered making Aegon chuckle.
"Well I don't see your mother here so lets see those arrows fly." He said
putting his arms on the fence and leaning against it.
Arya smiled and hesitantly resumed her archery, Aegon watched as Arya landed
another arrow in an already filled bullseye. "Do you shoot much?" She asked
right before flying another one at the target.
"No not me, father tried to get me into archery and swordplay but I found it
all incredibly tiring, I liked books better." Aegon answered causing Arya to
stop.
"You don't train at all?" Arya asked in shock.
"No, I much prefer drinking and reading. Many of our past Kings didn't train in
combat either" He answered with amusement.
"I know but your father..." She started to say.
"You assumed I'd follow his footsteps, yeah he did too." He answered.
Arya nodded in confirmation. "When's the last time you tried to learn swordplay
or archery?"
"I think eleven." Aegon answered unsurely, trying to remember.
"Well maybe you can give it another shot, who knows you might like." She said
with a smirk.
Aegon chuckled. "Maybe, you do make it look fun."
"I would be happy to be an inspiration." She said with smile before firing off
another shot. After a minute of silence Arya spoke up again. "So I hear you and
Sansa are hitting it off quiet well?" She asked.
"Yeah I guess we are." He answered.
Arya raised her eyebrow. "You sound unsure, she certainly didn't when she told
me about your little trip to the Godswood." She said with a smirk.
"She told you about that?" Aegon asked in shock.
"Girls talk Aegon. but why does Sansa feel differently than you about your
relationship." Arya questioned back.
Aegon sighed, he liked Arya a lot and didn't want to lie to her. It felt
comfortable talking to her and his gut told him to tell her the truth but he
knew that could potentially cause even more problems with his betrothed. "It's
complicated, it would take all night to explain." He said trying to worm his
way out of the conversation.
"Well if you ever need to talk I'm here." She replied firing the last arrow she
had, looking up at the sky her eyes got big. "It's almost morning, I need to
go!" She said frantically putting the bow and quiver on its stand.
"Hey do you mind if I join you tomorrow night?" He asked quickly.
"You mean for archery?" She asked back after putting the equipment away.
"Yeah, give you some company, I really enjoy talking to you." He said giving
her a smile.
Arya's face once more was graced with a hint of red tint. "Sure, see you then."
She answered with a nod before she hurried to the steps of the Great Keep.
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                                      Ned
Ned Stark woke in the middle of the night and walked out onto the balcony to
hear the familiar sound of arrows hitting a target board, he knew Arya
practiced at night but didn't let anyone know he knew. He surly wasn't going to
stop Arya seeing how happy it made her and how extremely good she was at it. He
then heard what sounded like Arya's voice and a male voice, curious Ned walked
to the end of the balcony and looked down at the courtyard, what he saw sent
him for a bit of a shock. There was his daughter dressed in men's clothing and
shooting arrows in front of the Prince, not only that they seemed to be talking
and laughing, the Prince also seemed to be admiring her skill. Ned knew the
Prince fancied Arya, he had watched the boy like a hawk around Sansa ever since
he got there and he realized pretty quickly that the Prince's eyes would land
on Arya far more than Sansa. Ned thought that would change when the Prince
realized Arya wasn't your typical highborn lady but seeing them together
tonight completely disproved that, It seemed the Prince still liked her and
he'd never seen Arya so comfortable with a boy that wasn't her brother before.
He knew this had the potential to get very messy, especially if Arya and the
Prince had romantic feelings for each other. At this point Ned knew he couldn't
do anything but let it play out but he was very worried, the betrothal was the
only thing keeping them from war and now he could see the thing that could very
well complicate it. Whatever happened Ned hoped the King was a reasonable
enough man that they could make the betrothal work no matter the complications.
 
***** Chapter 6 *****
Chapter Notes
     I decided to do a two week time jump in the story to get it moving
     along, I hope the Aegon/Arya plot line doesn't feel too rushed from
     the time jump. In my mind there's just not enough happening in those
     two weeks to warrant a chapter. I have a lot planned for this story
     and once our characters get back to Kings Landing things are really
     going to kick into gear.
                                     Aegon
It had been two weeks since the night Aegon found Arya shooting arrows and ever
since he and Arya had been spending much more time together. What he was now
feeling for Arya kind of scared him, he was starting to feel the same feelings
he associated with Dany for Arya and it seemed the more he was around her the
stronger those feelings got. He knew he should have probably stopped spending
so much time with her but it was too late now, he couldn't help it, he loved
her laugh, her smile, her outspokenness and he couldn't get himself to pull way
from experiencing any of it. She had even inspired him to start training with
Robb in swordplay which at first was difficult but became very enjoyable once
he got the basics down.
"Something bothering you Aegon? You haven't spoke all meal." His mother Cersei
asked, stirring him from his thoughts.
"I'm fine mother, just tired." He answered, his mother accepting the excuse.
"You know son I wanted to tell you how proud I am of you, seeing how close you
and Lady Sansa seem to have gotten it tells me you're committed to the
betrothal." Rhaegar said.
Aegon wanted to laugh, ever since the kiss in the Godswood Sansa had been much
more outwardly physical with him, holding hands, kissing in public. But
emotionally he couldn't be further away from Sansa. "For the good of the
people, right." He answered simply, getting a smile of admiration from his
father.
"Earlier today I overhead a Winterfell gaurd saying there were rumors that
House Bolton was very upset about the north not seceding and that Roose himself
is trying to gather other northern houses to oppose the deal you made with
Stark, have you heard of these rumors?" Tyrion asked, changing the atmosphere
of the supper to a more serious one.
"No I haven't but I doubt there is any truth to them, the Stark's have more
allies than the Bolton's." Rhaegar said in a dismissive tone.
"I agree, you'd be hard pressed to find a northerner who doesn't worship the
Starks but times change and houses fall." Tyrion responded, taking a sip of his
wine.
"Times don't change that quickly." Rhaegar shot back.
"History would tend to disagree with you, do you think people saw Aegon the
Conqueror coming?" Aegon stated, entering himself into the conversation.
Rhaegar scoffed. "Roose Bolton is no Aegon the Conqueror, Ned Stark has the
north under control I have no doubt in my mind."
Aegon agreed with his father, they probably had no reason to worry about the
Boltons but he thought his father was being way too careless out right
dismissing a threat. Aegon never thought his father could be a great king in
his opinion, a mediocre one? Sure, but not a truly great one. He knew his
father would just try to keep things afloat and that's it, he wouldn't try to
end the poverty in Kings Landing or enforce the laws against underage
prostitution or sellswords. When it came his time Aegon would try his best to
be a great King and actually make a difference.
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                                     Arya
It was the usual time of night when Arya practiced her archery as she loaded
the quiver with arrows, she used to get excited about having the chance to
shoot some arrows but ever since Aegon he was the reason she got excited. After
that first night he saw her practicing her archery Arya had developed strong
feelings for Aegon, he saw the real her and accepted her, she didn't have to
pretend around him. Arya had already found him attractive but now with how
close they had become she found it hard to ignore how kissable his lips looked
and how beautiful his indigo eyes were. It really made it unbearable watching
him with Sansa, the way she would always stay close to him and kiss him
whenever she wanted, it bugged Arya to no end. Arya knew she had no right to
have negative feelings towards Sansa but it wouldn't change the way she felt,
she didn't like Sansa being with Aegon and she didn't think Aegon even liked
Sansa which made it even more infuriating. To make it even worse Arya knew
Aegon was attracted to her, she'd have to be blind and deaf to not know that,
it was that one thing they were both aware of but never addressed, the
betrothal keeping them from speaking the truth.
"Taking your time loading that quiver?" She heard Aegon's voice from behind
her, startling her from her thoughts.
"Thought I might as well since you were taking your time getting here." She
shot back teasingly.
Aegon shook his head with a chuckle, before his mood turned more serious. "I
wanted to ask you, what do you know about House Bolton?"
"Well they hate us and they're definitely the most untrustworthy house of the
north. Why?" Arya explained before asking.
"Theres a rumor going around that the Boltons are gathering houses to go
against the deal my father made with yours, think there's any truth to it?"
Aegon asked.
"Could be, I wouldn't put it pass them." She answered simply.
Aegon groaned leaning back against the fence. "Father won't even acknowledge
them as a possible threat."
"Well thats stupid." She said realizing as soon as the words came out she had
messed up. "I'm sorry I did not mean to..." She started apologizing.
"No don't apologize, King or not what he's doing is stupid." He said, easing
her of regret.
"You know sometimes I forget you're going to be King someday, I think we all
have this image of what a King is but in reality they're most likely just men."
She said, speaking freely.
"I think there's some truth to that but I also don't believe any man can be
King, it's a big responsibility. But not every King has held the responsibility
on their own, it is said Aegon the Conqueror relied heavily on his sister-wives
for political strategy." Aegon replied.
"Oh believe me I've read every text I could find on Aegon the Conqueror,
growing up I was particularly fond of Visenya. They say she wore armor and
wielded a sword." Arya said with excitement, realizing she was talking to
someone who was connected by blood to the three legendary Targaryens.
"Yeah the sword was called Dark Sister, crafted from valyrian steel. It's said
that it along with Blackfyre are still somewhere out there." Aegon explained.
"Can you imagine what it must have been like back then, riding dragons,
conquering large swaths of land, changing the world for years to come?" Arya
asked in wonderment.
"Yeah I can, Dany and I talked about this stuff all the time. I have to imagine
we weren't the only Targaryen's who have done so." Aegon said as if he was
looking back on something fondly.
"You two are close aren't you?" Arya asked, curious about his relationship with
Daenerys, wondering how true the rumors were. It was the one thing Aegon didn't
really talk about.
"Yeah, this is the longest I've been without her. I don't know what I'd do if
not for you." He said, his eyes connecting with hers.
Arya cleared her throat from the nervousness. "I'm glad I could be of help."
She said as she started to get her things from the table when suddenly felt his
hand rest on her shoulder, turning her around to face him.
"What are we doing Arya?" He asked with exhaustion, staring deeply into her
eyes.
"I don't know." She answered, knowing exactly what he was referring to.
"Im going to be honest with you, these past few weeks with you have been
amazing and I don't want it to end. What we have I don't share with Sansa." He
said grasping her hand in his.
"What are you saying Aegon?" She asked, wanting him to say what he was feeling
clearly so there was no room for misunderstanding.
"What I feel for you, I thought I'd never feel it for anyone but Dany." Aegon
paused, seeming frustrated with himself. "What I'm trying to say is that I'm
falling for you and I think I have been since the first day I saw you. I love
you Arya."
Arya couldn't have felt happier nor worse, she felt guilty for doing this to
Sansa, for spending so much time with him and letting it get to this point. She
did know now that the rumors were true but she also knew the situation Aegon
was in, however deep his relationship was with Daenerys she knew that Aegon was
not lying about his feeling towards herself. "What do you wan't me to say?"
Arya asked softly, not sure what the right thing to do was.
"I want you to be truthful with me, tell me how you feel? No more ignoring it."
He said stepping closer to her, his eyes feeling as if they were piercing her
soul.
"I feel the same way Aegon." She said, seeing his eyes light up. "But you're
betrothed to Sansa, other than hurting each other what good does it do to
confess our feelings?" She asked.
"A moment ago when I saw you I knew I could never feel the same way for Sansa
that I do for you, so I want you to be my betrothed." Aegon said with a
determination.
Arya was stunned to say the least, it took her a second to process the words
that she had just heard. "How?" She asked, the only word she could get out.
"My father only cares that I marry a Stark, if I ask him to change the
betrothal I think he would say yes." Aegon said, the excitement evident on his
face.
"I can't be the lady you want me to be, you're asking me to give up all the
things I love, archery, horseback riding? And what about Sansa? If I do this to
her she'll never forgive me." Arya rattled off neurotically.
Aegon cupped her face with his hands, staring into her eyes. "I would never
make you give up the things you love and if Sansa really cares about you then
in time she'll understand."
Full of emotion Arya hugged him, resting her head against his shoulder. She
knew this was her one shot at true love, Aegon was willing to let her be
herself along with being his wife but she would have to hurt Sansa in the
process to take it. "I'll do it." She said, a weight lifted as the words left
her mouth.
Aegon pulled from their embrace to look her in the eyes "Yeah?" He questioned.
"Yes." She answered simply with a smile causing him to suddenly place his lips
on hers, the simple kiss eased into a more passionate one as he slipped his
tongue in her mouth, guiding hers into a motion along with his. She could feel
her body heating up as his hands started to caress her body. Pulling his lips
from hers he looked at her with a hunger in his eyes, a look Arya up to this
point hadn't seen but one that she could definitely get used to.
"I've wanted to do that for so long." He said with smile, his breath heavier
than before.
Arya nodded in agreement. "Same here but we need to keep this a secret." She
said, the conversation taking a more serious tone.
"What, why?" He asked with disappointment.
"I think we should wait until right before we leave. I couldn't survive Sansa
for the next two weeks." She explained, hoping he could understand.
"Fine but what about Sansa, she's still thinks I'm going to marry her?" Aegon
asked.
"Pretend you have a cold, stay clear of her. You'll figure it out." Arya said
with a smirk putting her arms around his neck.
"I don't know this is all too much trouble, I think I'll just stick with
Sansa." He said teasingly.
"Don't even joke." Arya ordered with a chuckle and playful glare.
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                                    Rhaegar
The weeks they had been in Winterfell felt like a much needed rest for Rhaegar,
his son had come to terms with the betrothal and he wasn't being bothered every
second by a member of the small council, he was even back on Cersei's good
side. After breakfast Aegon had asked to speak privately with him which would
have caused Rhaegar to worry if it weren't for the big smile his son wore all
morning. As they sat down in the study room of the guest house Rhaegar was the
first to speak. "So what is so important that it requires all this privacy." He
asked with amusement.
Aegon suddenly seemed nervous. "I guess I should just say it. I want to change
my betrothal to Arya." He stated with a now more determined voice.
Rhaegar didn't know what to say, he was blindsided. He questioned if maybe he
had missed any signs that his son was interested in the other Stark girl. "I
don't understand son, do you find her more attractive than Sansa? What is it?"
He asked with genuine confusion.
His son seemed to get even more uncomfortable from the question. "Yes I do
think she's more attractive but that's only part of it. I am falling for her
father." Aegon said, Rhaegar noticing how unpleasant it was for Aegon to tell
him.
Rhaegar couldn't help the grin he was showing, after all the fights with his
son over the betrothal and now he was falling in love with one of the stark
girls. The inner child in him wanted to say I told you so. "Ned agreed to Sansa
being betrothed, I don't know if I can change it but I will try to see if Ned
would agree to change it." He said giving his son an assuring smile.
Aegon gave an appreciative smile back. "Thank you father but there's also one
more thing, Arya wants to keep it a secret till we leave. She rather not deal
with Sansa while here."
"I will talk to Ned privately today to see where we stand, I will tell you how
it went at supper tonight." He answered getting up from his seat.
Aegon stood with him giving him a grateful smile. "Thank you father." He said
giving Rhaegar a hug, something Aegon hadn't given him in years.
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                                      Ned
Ned Stark would like to say he was surprised at the proposal that the King
offered but he wasn't, with the Prince and Arya spending so much time together
he knew something was bound to happen and in truth he was happy for Arya. She
finally met a young man who understood her and accepted her, someone who could
love her for her. But he knew it would kill Sansa if he changed the betrothal,
it would really hurt the sisters relationship either temporarily or forever but
he also knew at this point that was going to happen anyway. "I'll agree to keep
it quiet but I would need to tell my wife." Ned said, making sure the King knew
there was no debate on that one.
"If it stays between you two until the the feast before departure then I'm
perfectly fine with it." Rhaegar answered.
"Ok well I'm going to call for Arya to make sure she's all right with this."
Ned said, walking out of his study and telling one of the maids to fetch Arya.
After about five minutes Arya entered the study, visibly nervous upon seeing
the King. "Your grace." She bowed before turning to her father. "You called on
me father?" Arya asked nervously.
"The King tells me that the Prince has requested to change the betrothal from
Sansa to you, he says the Prince has strong feelings for you. Do you feel the
same?" Ned asked his daughter.
"He was supposed to keep it a secret." Arya answered frustratingly.
"Aegon told me you want it kept private and that's what we plan to do, only
your mother, father and myself will know about it along with you and Aegon of
course. Unless you decide to tell others thats up to you." Rhaegar assured her.
"Arya do you feel the same? You're life will change forever, you will no longer
just be highborn girl. You will be a Princess and then eventually a Queen, are
you sure this is what you want?" Ned asked, wanting her to know the seriousness
of the situation.
"He loves me for who I am and I love him, I'm sure father." She answered with a
new determination.
Ned couldn't help but smile proudly at his daughter, seeing her take a strong
step into her new life without hesitance. "Then it is done, I accept your
proposal your Grace." He said formally.
"Good it is settled then." Rhaegar said getting up from his seat and looking to
Arya. "Welcome to the family lady Arya." He said with a smile before leaving
them.
Ned spoke up once the King had left. "Even though it will hurt your sister I
think your doing the right thing, I saw you two late at night out in the
courtyard weeks ago. He accepts you for who you are and you say he cares for
you, I'm happy for you Arya." He said giving her a smile.
"Thank you." She said, hurrying over and hugging him, tears threatening to fall
from her eyes.
 
***** Chapter 7 *****
                                     Aegon
Aegon sat beside Arya in the Winterfell Great Hall for the farewell feast the
night before they were to leave, noticing the confusion on Sansa's face earlier
when he took his seat he realized how messy the feast could get when his father
made the announcement but at least they would be leaving tomorrow.
"I'm nervous, maybe we don't have to make an announcement." Arya said quietly.
"What and just tell Sansa she's not coming tomorrow? Either way this is not
going to be easy." Aegon said, a sudden uneasy feeling in his stomach as he
noticed the feast about to end. Looking around the Great Hall he could see the
glances from people, all of them knew something was going on making the feast
even more uncomfortable.
Rhaegar stood from his chair causing the attendees to quiet. "I would like to
inform the people in attendance of this great feast that there has been a late
and unexpected change to the betrothal, Lord Stark and I have talked and both
of us approve and support this change. So I am pleased to announce the
betrothal of Prince Aegon Targaryen the sixth of his name to Lady Arya Stark."
He announced in a formal tone. For a second the room was deathly silent until
some hesitant claps started to sound out, everyone's eyes now finding their way
to the new couple.
"No this is not possible, me and the Prince are betrothed." Sansa stood and
said loudly, visibly shaken and confused from the news.
"It very much is possible Lady Sansa." Rhaegar answered with authority. "Lady
Stark I think you should retire lady Sansa for the night." He said to Catelyn.
"Yes your Grace." She answered, quickly making her way to Sansa.
"This is absurd I don't know what she did to make this happen." Sansa said,
shooting a evil glare at Arya. "My Prince tell them this is a mistake and that
we're suppose to be together." She said looking to Aegon to fix it all but he
just looked at her sympathetically. Sansa suddenly had a look of realization
mixed with horror. "You fucking bitch, you stole him from me." She said to Arya
in a hurt voice and watery eyes, earning a gasp from the people who had never
thought they'd hear such words from a Lady like Sansa.
"Sansa it's time to go, come on." Catelyn said trying to guide her away from
the scene.
"What did you do Arya, lay with him?" Sansa accused with venom in her voice,
earning another gasp and causing Arya to hide her face from the embarrassment
that was taking place.
"That's enough Sansa, to your bedchambers now!" Ned ordered loudly.
"How could you do this to me?" Sansa asked, turning her attention to her
father.
"Guards take Lady Sansa to her bedchamber." Rhaegar ordered, his guards
starting to make their way to Sansa.
"No your grace I can handle it." Ned said getting up and making his way over to
Sansa as Rhaegar called off the guards.
"I will never forgive you for this Arya!" Sansa shouted as Ned dragged her out
of the Great Hall, the room silent as people processed the event that had just
taken place.
"The night is still young, everyone please eat." Rhaegar said in a jovial tone,
everyone resuming the feast in fear of what might happen if they didn't.
Aegon was now feeling guilty for what had happened, seeing how much it had hurt
Sansa made him wish he could've done it a different way. Maybe she would've
understood if he had talked to her himself and told her how he felt. "That was
worse than I thought it would be." Aegon said to Arya.
"Yeah, I can't sit here anymore." She responded with a hurt look on her face,
getting up from the table and walking out of the Great Hall with Aegon
following behind.
Once they were outside tears started to fall from Arya's eyes, it was the first
time he had ever seen her cry and it hurt him to watch it. Walking over to her
he pulled her into his arms and consoled her, wishing he could absorb every
once of sadness from her and take it on himself.
"I've just lost a sister." Arya said with a hurt voice, sounding as if she was
trying to fully cope with the idea.
"No you didn't, in time Sansa will find a husband and have a family of her own
and this night will be in the past for her. She will move passed it." Aegon
said assuringly.
"She's right, I stole you from her." She responded.
Aegon shook his head and gently lifted Arya's face so he could look her in the
eyes. "She never had me, since the first day I arrived at Winterfell I couldn't
take my eyes off of you and I still can't. You have me Arya." He said with a
determination, wanting her to understand that every word of it was true. Arya
nodded and then softly placed her lips on his, sending them into a slow kiss.
Aegon loved the way Arya's lips felt, they were just right to him. After the
first couple of times they had kissed she had even started to take the lead and
control the pacing and motion every now and then, her kisses were definitely on
par with Dany's he thought.
"I never thought I'd say this but I can't wait to leave Winterfell." She said
after the kiss broke.
"Tomorrow morning will be here before you know it." Aegon responded, himself
dreading getting back to Kings Landing. He knew he would have to talk to Dany
about their relationship when they got back and he already knew it would be one
of the hardest things he'd have to do.
The next morning found Aegon and Arya in a very awkward goodbye moment with the
Starks, Arya had long affectionate hugs with her family members except for
Sansa, which she didn't hug at all and Catelyn who only gave Arya a quick hug.
Aegon could tell the mother was not happy with how things had turned out
whether that was because Sansa was her favorite or just the drama of the whole
situation he didn't know. Aegon also had a very awkward farewell with the
Starks except for Ned who grave him a warm smile and shook his hand, the Stark
brothers didn't seem to know what to do which Aegon understood. When he got to
Sansa it really hit him how much he had hurt her, he could see the bags under
her eyes from a night of crying and a sadness in her eyes he was not familiar
with, it all made the guilt he was feeling much worse.
"Can I speak with you?" Sansa asked quietly, surprising him with her words.
"Um yeah sure." He answered, knowing he couldn't say no after all that had
happened.
Once the two were a good distance away from other ears Sansa stoped them and
looked him in the eyes. "Tell me you made a mistake, tell me you regret
changing the betrothal and I will forgive you. We can pretend none of this
happened." She said with a small amount of hopefulness.
"I regret not talking to you before it happened but I do not regret changing
the betrothal. What I feel for Arya, I don't feel for you." He said, seeing the
hurt spread across her face.
"What about my feelings, did you ever think maybe I have those feeling for
you?" She asked, tears brimming in her eyes.
Aegon hadn't thought of that, of how love could be felt on only one side. "You
will move on Sansa, before you know it you'll have a family of you're own and
you will forget about all of this." He said, knowing his words probably did
nothing to help.
"You're wrong, I'll never forget about this. I'll never forget about our time
together." Sansa said with a sad longing.
Aegon let out a heavy breath, exhausted from his failed attempts to make it
better. "Goodbye Sansa." He said simply walking back over to Arya and his
family by the gate.
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                                     Arya
The long trip to Kings Landing actually turned out to be quite enjoyable for
Arya, she and Aegon spent almost every minute together and he was making that
last day in Winterfell a distant memory for her. Arya for once finally felt
like her future was bright, she had even found a new friend in Tyrion once she
had gotten used to his foul mouth. As the carriage rolled through Kings Landing
she was shocked by how bad it smelled, she heard the city had an odor to it but
she didn't think it be that bad but the further into Kings Landing they got the
smell diminished passing through the rich districts and then finally into the
gates of the Red Keep for which the odor was completely absent.
As they walked into the large Red Keep Great Hall the King went off with a
group of older men, the only man among them she recognized was Robert
Baratheon. Then she saw who could only be Daenerys Targaryen, Arya found her
beauty a bit intimidating, she looked as if she had not one flaw on her. But
Arya could see something was different about Daenerys, there was a strength
that seemed to be hidden behind a veil of innocence that most people were
probably unaware of but then Arya thought maybe she just read so much into
Targaryen history that it was all in her head.
Daenerys made her way over to Aegon and threw her arms around him, Aegon
returning the hug. Arya already knew how he felt about Daenerys, they had
talked about it and he said he would be able to move on but Arya was still
worried, you don't just move on from a person you were that close with.
"I've missed you so much." Dany said as they held each other.
"Missed you too." Aegon responded.
"Arya!" She heard a voice call out, her eyes leaving the two that were
embracing to find a familiar face.
"Aunt Lyanna?" Arya asked in surprise.
Lyanna went over and gave her a quick hug. "Oh my gods look at you you're a
woman, you were such a little thing last time I saw you." She said with
astonishment.
"Yes it's been quite awhile, are you living here now?" Arya asked.
"Yeah we're in the process of moving, Steffon along with the things are on it's
way but how's the family doing?" Lyanna asked.
"They're doing good." She answered simply.
"I heard about the change in the betrothal I hope Sansa's taking it alright."
She said in a lower voice.
Suddenly Aegon put his arm around Arya. "Sansa will move on, changing the
betrothal was one of the best decisions I made in my life." He said proudly.
"Well I for one am happy for the both of you." Lyanna said before Cersei
grabbed her attention.
"Arya, this is Daenerys." Aegon introduced them, the awkward tension between
the three already rising.
"Pleased to meet you." Dany said formally.
Arya really couldn't tell what Daenerys was thinking, she masked her emotions
like a professional. "Pleased to meet you as well." She responded simply, not
knowing what else she could say.
After a second of awkward silence Aegon spoke up. "Guess I should show you
around." He said, giving a quick goodbye to Dany before they left.
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                                     Aegon
When Aegon first saw Dany again he felt all his feelings for her rush back and
hit him, he was still madly in love with her and at this point he had no reason
to believe it would ever change but what made it even more difficult was that
he was also in love with Arya, seeing Dany again did nothing to make him feel
any different for Arya. He now wasn't even sure how he was going to handle the
situation, he was still going to talk to Dany about everything but he didn't
see that changing the way they would feel for each other.
"This place is amazing." Arya said in awe, admiring the large dragon skulls
that sat displayed in the Great Hall.
"I know, It's amazing how big they were." Aegon responded looking at the skull.
"No I mean the whole place, it's so extravagant and theres so much history
here." She said looking around the room.
The sound of footsteps alerted the both of them to his mother Cersei who walked
up to them. "Hate to interrupt but I need to show Arya her bedchambers and new
handmaiden." Cersei said.
"Meet up with me later?" Arya asked him.
"Definitely." He said with a smile before kissing her goodbye, thinking this
would be the perfect time to talk with Dany.
After checking various places around the Red Keep Aegon finally found Dany
walking in the garden. "Are you ok?" Aegon asked walking up to her.
"I'm trying to accept it but I still feel the same way about you and nothing
will ever change that." She said turning to him, putting her arms around his
neck and pulling him into a kiss.
Aegon should have stopped her the second their lips touched but his body would
not let him, holding her and kissing her just felt right. "Dany we can't do
this any more." Aegon said once the kiss broke.
"I've thought a lot about this, It doesn't matter if you're married. We love
each other and we should be together marriage or not." Dany said, lightly
stroking the skin of his neck with her thumb.
"It does matter, I can't do this to her." He said hesitantly, removing her arms
from his neck.
Dany looked at him with confusion and then suddenly her eyes went wide with
fear. "You're in love with her, that's why you changed the betrothal." She
stated in disbelief.
"Dany..." He said, not knowing what to say.
"You're gone three months and you just fall in love with another woman, Ive
been with you since I could remember!" She stated, her eyes starting to brim
with tears.
Aegon on instinct took her back into his arms. "I'm in love with you Dany, I
always will be."
"But you're choosing her over me." She said sadly.
"No I'm not, you know this situation is more complex then that. We would never
be able to have a full relationship Dany, we'd never get to have kids or any of
it." He explained.
Dany pushed out of the embrace. "No we will figure out a way to fix this, we
will not let this happen. I'm done crying!" She said with anger and a look a
determination, Aegon had never witnessed her with that much rage before.
"Dany It will be ok, just take a breath." He said, worried she was legitimately
on the verge of a breakdown.
Dany shook her head. "Do you think you'll be able to handle it when Rhaegar
finds some political marriage to throw me into, can you live knowing I'll be
living the rest of my life with someone I don't love and if I'm lucky won't
mistreat me?" She asked, her anger still present.
"No." Aegon answered without hesitation. He hadn't thought it all out in that
way before, he didn't realize how bad it could possibly turn out for Dany.
Her face softened but the determination was still there. "Then we fix it." She
said kissing him lightly on the lips before walking away, leaving him to
process what he had just agreed to.
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                                 Littlefinger
Unknowing to the both of them Littlefinger stood on the other side of the
bushes in the garden and had heard the entire conversation between Aegon and
Daenerys, delighted in the knowledge that a game was about to begin and that he
knew it before anyone else did. Giving him the perfect opportunity to
manipulate some of these chess pieces to move in his favor.
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                                     Arya
"Leave us." Cersei directed the handmaiden, sending her scurrying away. Making
her and Arya the lone occupants of the bedchamber. "I don't know how you did it
but you have gotten my son to fall in love with you." She said in an snarky
way, surprising Arya with the sudden hostility.
"It just happens, I'm sure you also don't know how the King fell in love with
you?" Arya shot back, causing Cersei to raise an eyebrow.
"I don't want to be your enemy Arya but I do want you to know that I love Dany
very much, I practically raised that girl and she is Aegon's true love. So you
will let them work this mess out on there own and if you interfere I will make
the rest of your life here hells on earth." She threatened, stepping closer as
she spoke.
Arya couldn't believe how much of a bitch this lady was, she knew mothers could
be protective but this was whole other level to her. "I had no intentions of
interfering but I will say it's more my business than it is yours since I will
be his wife you know." Arya said with all the condescension she could muster.
Cersei scoffed and shook her head. "As long as you don't interfere we have no
problem." She said, exiting the bedchamber before Arya could responded. Arya
couldn't help but find the hilarity in that all this time she was worried about
Daenerys that the real threat had been under her nose the whole time.
 
***** Chapter 8 *****
                                     Arya
Arya had been in Kings Landing for a week and was already loving the freedom it
brought her, just as Aegon said he let her use the Royal practice yard for her
archery anytime she wanted and the two of them even started to go horseback
riding daily. Everything was absolutely perfect except for a certain girl named
Daenerys, the awkwardness between her and Arya never went away and to make it
all worse she could see the longing that Aegon and Daenerys had for each other.
Aegon tried to pretend he didn't feel that way but Arya could see through it
and she had differing feelings about the situation, at first she was hurt
because she thought maybe Aegon was regretting being with her but then she
realized Aegon had been with Daenerys his whole life and it would be stupid to
think his feeling would just disappear. And Arya had no doubts whatsoever on
how Aegon felt about herself, the looks he gave her, the way he kissed her,
none of it change once they got to Kings Landing, if anything things got even
more intense between them.
"My gods Arya Stark in the library and reading a book?" Aegon teased her as he
walked into the library and took a seat next to her.
"I read, sometimes." She said, trying not to crack a smile from his words. In
truth he was right she barely read but her curiosity recently had gotten the
better of her and she wanted to know more about Targaryen history since she be
marrying one.
"The History Of Valyria." Aegon said the title of the book Arya held. "I read
that one long ago, grandfather made sure it was the first book me and Dany
read."
"Fascinating world it must have been, all those dragons just flying around, the
customs and traditions." Arya said, conjuring the images with her imagination.
"Yep all gone now and left to one family to keep it going." Aegon said, staring
at the book.
"Do you believe in the tradition, if you had a sister would you have married
her?" Arya asked curious if Aegon was a strong believer in blood purity.
"Well if I fell in love with her then yes, I mean me and Dany pretty much grew
up as brother and sister and I always thought I'd marry her." Aegon answered
truthfully which Arya appreciated.
"If we had a boy and a girl..." Arya started.
"When we have a boy and a girl." Aegon corrected with a smile.
Arya nodded with a chuckle and then continued. "When we have a boy and a girl
are you going to want them to marry?" She asked.
"Honestly, I would. But if they didn't love each other I wouldn't make them."
He answered.
"I could never imagine being with one of my brothers that way, we just weren't
raised that way. But I do like the idea of our children being together and
having kids of there own, is that weird?" Arya asked him, something she
wouldn't have dared asked any of her family.
"It's normal to me, it's where you come from that makes you think it's weird."
Aegon answered, taking her hand in his.
"I guess so, how does it even work? Do you just sit them down and tell them
it's ok to be attracted to one another?" She asked, causing Aegon to chuckle.
Aegon shook his head. "Like I said we don't think there is anything wrong with
it so the children wouldn't think so either. The way it worked with Dany and I
was that the adults would make comments like we looked cute together or how
beautiful our babies would be." He explained.
"Act as if the relation is a non factor." Arya said in realization.
"It isn't." Aegon corrected, earning a nod of agreement from Arya.
"I'm sorry about Daenerys." Arya said thinking of his comments of when they
were children.
"You didn't do anything Arya, if anything you're making it better. I couldn't
imagine what Sansa would do in your position." He said encouragingly.
"She'd send her away, but I wouldn't do that to you two. I see how much you
love each other." Arya said, squeezing his hand affectionately.
"Arya you know I love you so much..." He began.
"I know but you love her too." She said, seeing a defeated look upon his face.
"I don't think I will ever feel differently about her but you are going to be
my wife and I will be a loyal husband." Aegon said assuringly.
"I know you will." She said with a smile, pausing to think before continuing.
"I don't want things to be awkward with Daenerys, do you think I should talk to
her?" She asked.
"Um I don't think it could hurt, if you two could get along it would definitely
make those meals together less awkward." He offered.
"Yeah I think I'm going to go talk to her, where can I find her?" She asked.
"Her bedchambers, the garden. Sometimes she'll visit the horses at the stable."
He answered before she headed off to find Daenerys.
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                                   Daenerys
The past week Dany had been racking her brain for a way to fix the mess her and
Aegon were in and the only thing she had come up with was that she had to kill
Rhaegar and Arya, if she just killed Arya she was sure Rhaegar would just make
him marry the other Stark girl and she couldn't let Arya live, not with the way
Aegon felt about her. Dany knew it would hurt Aegon but he would get over it in
time once he realized he was King and they could be together. She had stolen
two vials of the poison Sweetsleep from Grand Maester Pycelle's study, all she
had to do now was wait for the right time so she could get them both at the
same time. She knew it was risky and people will probably immediately suspect
her but Aegon would be King by that time and protect her. Dany didn't want to
kill Rhaegar but in her mind he did it to himself, she knew he blamed her for
their mother's death and the way he treated her over the years spoke louder
than words for her. Her and Rhaegar never got along so it would be easy for her
to go through with it, especially with what was on the line.
Suddenly a knock sounded on the door of Dany's bedchamber, startling her from
her thoughts. Getting up and opening the door she was stunned to find the girl
she was planning to murder at her door.
"Hi I was wondering if we could maybe go for a walk, maybe clear the air and
get to know one another?" Arya asked, looking visibly nervous.
Dany did not want to talk to her, and she surely didn't want to get to know
her. Dany didn't blame Arya for the mess they were in or for being with Aegon
but the childish part of her wanted to, she hated the thought of this girl just
coming in and taking Aegon from her and not paying mind to the years she and
Aegon had spent together. "I don't think thats a good idea." Dany answered
coldly.
Arya let out a breath of frustration. "Look I know how much Aegon means to you,
he's told me about how much he cares about you. I just want to talk and get to
know you because if you're going to be in Aegon's life then we need to get
along." Arya said with a bit more backbone.
Dany was caught off guard by Arya's sentiment. Arya wasn't trying to get rid of
her, she was trying to start some type of friendship. Dany was also shocked by
how the girl seemed to care about her feelings, when she first saw Arya she
knew something was different about her but this was unexpected. Any other
highborn girl would've been begging Rhaegar to ship her off as soon as they
laid eyes on her. "We'll take a small walk around the halls." Dany said,
earning a small smile from Arya. Dany was curious what kind of conversation
could take place between them.
There was an awkward silence as the two girls walked down the halls of the Red
Keep before Arya eventually spoke up. "So what do you enjoy doing?" Arya asked.
"Reading, music, occasionally I'll do some gardening, you?" Dany asked back.
"Hate to say I'm not like you and Aegon, I only used to read when I had to but
I did just start to read up on Valyria, thought I'd start at the beginning if I
wanted to know about Targaryen history." Arya answered.
Dany was impressed the girl was actually trying to learn about the family she
was marrying into. "Most girls don't really care about their husbands family
history." Dany responded.
"Im not most girls and not every girl gets to marry into a family with such a
rich history and ancestors. I looked up to Visenya Targaryen as a little girl,
the story of Aegon the first and his sisters was the only thing I enjoyed
reading as a girl." Arya explained.
"What in particular made you look up to Visenya?" Dany asked, her curiosity
taking hold.
"She was a warrior, it made me feel like I was normal for liking archery and
swordplay." Arya answered simply.
"Wait do you actually shoot arrows and spar?" Dany asked in surprise.
"I can shoot but I haven't had any training with the sword yet." Arya answered.
Dany was beyond surprised to learn of Arya's archery and now knew for sure she
was not like other highborn girls. "Did your father teach you?" Dany
questioned.
"Oh gods no, my mother wouldn't allow him to so I would just sneak out at night
and practice by myself." Arya explained.
"Would you mind showing me?" Dany asked curious of how good she actually was.
Arya wore an expression of surprise. "Um yeah I guess." She answered before
they made their way to the Royal practice yard.
A short time later and in the practice yard Dany watched as Arya took a deep
breath and shot her first arrow, landing it right on the bullseye and then shot
three more, landing them in the same spot. Dany was again for the second time
today impressed, she really respected the determination it must have took the
girl to craft her skill while everyone most likely discouraged her. It showed
Dany that Arya had a inner strength that sadly most women did not possess this
day and age. "You're really good." Dany complemented.
Arya gave her a warm smile. "Thank you, most other girls would have threw some
sort of insult at me."
"Well you won't hear one from a Targaryen, as you know our female ancestors
were dragon riders and conquerors." Dany said with a smile of her own.
"You know In Winterfell Aegon actually caught me in the middle of the night
doing my archery, dressed in trousers and all. I was so embarrassed at first
but he told me I was beautiful even in trousers and asked me to keep shooting,
I think that was the moment I fell for him." Arya said, smiling as she
reflected on her memory. Arya then looked at her with a worry. "I'm sorry I
didn't mean to..." She tried to explain.
"It's fine, it's not like some big secret you're marrying him right?" Dany said
trying to ease the sudden tension while in truth it had hurt her, seeing
another woman in love with Aegon who got to be with him instead of herself
really upset Dany and thats why no matter how nice Arya was Dany was still
going to use the Sweetsleep.
Arya nodded, letting the subject drop. "I've got to say I truly enjoyed talking
with you Daenerys." She said giving her a smile as she put her bow and quiver
away.
"I enjoyed it as well, by the way you can call me Dany." She offered kindly.
"Then I guess I will see you at supper Dany." Arya said, earning a nod from
Dany before she left.
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                                    Rhaegar
"So I've set the wedding date with the small council, we've set it to take
place about a month from now to give the Starks enough time for travel."
Rhaegar announced to his family at the table as they had supper.
"Thats good news, I'm sure Arya would like to see her family again and Aegon
will surly be counting down the days till the wedding night." Tyrion said after
a couple of seconds of silence, causing Rhaegar to chuckle and earning an elbow
from Aegon.
"Tyrion!" Cersei scolded.
Tyrion's eyes went to Dany's and then frowned. "Sorry Dany."
"It's fine." Dany answered back.
Rhaegar looked over to his son and Arya who seemed to be looking very nervously
at their plates. Rhaegar knew it was probably tough on Aegon and Arya having
Dany around but he couldn't very well just send her away before the wedding, it
would look bad to the public. He'd have to start looking to marry her off after
the wedding because he very well couldn't send her to live with that psycho
brother of theirs Viserys in Dragonstone. "Cersei I was thinking you and Arya
could go over what she might want at the wedding." He said to Cersei.
"There's nothing I want, I trust the Queen has sensible taste." Arya said
quickly.
"Arya it's your wedding, surly you have some things in mind?" Rhaegar asked
with a look of disbelief.
"I really don't." Arya answered him.
"I'll take care of it and if you have come up with anything you might want then
just let me know." Cersei said sweetly to Arya who gave a nervous nod.
"So in other news have you seen the protests in the poorer districts?" Tyrion
asked him.
"Yes I have, what about it?" Rhaegar asked back in a bored way.
"Father I told you months ago those people were starving and you ignored me,
now they're protesting and you still choose to do nothing?" Aegon asked with
hostility. He and Aegon had gotten into fights about this before, Aegon even
got into arguments with the previous King about it.
"Aegon how many times do I have to tell you, the crown doesn't have the money
to feed them." Rhaegar said.
"Yes we do, tax the noble houses." Aegon responded simply.
"Yeah and as soon as I do that they'll start looking for a new King and our
heads would be on spikes." Rhaegar countered.
"Horse shit, they already pay taxes. If you got the word out and actually
showed them what was happening then they would accept the small raise in
taxes." Aegon explained.
"I doubt the raise would be small." Rhaegar stated.
"How do you know, have you even run the numbers?!" Aegon asked with some
condescension, raising his voice.
"You have no idea what you're talking about so you need to shut your mouth!"
Rhaegar shouted at him, making the room go quiet. "You're Prince Aegon, your
job is to marry Arya and give me grandchildren. When your time comes you can do
whatever you want but as of right now what I say goes, I am the King." He
finished with authority, feeling the rush of anger flowing out of him. He could
see the anger in Aegon's eyes, he could see how bad he wanted to say something
but he held his tongue, knowing it was the best thing for him to do.
"More wine?" Tyrion said breaking the silence as he poured the liquid into his
goblet.
"I think I'm done." Arya said getting up from the table.
"Me too." Aegon said standing from his chair and walking away with Arya.
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                                     Roose
Roose Bolton sat in his study bitterly going over his correspondence, he
couldn't get more than two other Houses to try and keep pursuing the secession,
his plan had failed. Roose thought if he could get the north into a war he
could worm his way into being the Warden of the north, as when they lost they
would be looking for a new leader to negotiate a truce with the King but that
was all over now.
"My Lord, a letter." His maester said, jolting him from his thoughts and
handing him the paper before Roose sent him away.
Inspecting the outside of the letter he found it was sealed but curiously had
no mark on the outside, opening it up the name he saw was the last he'd
expected to see. "Petyr Baelish?" He said aloud to himself. As he read the
letter his eyes got bigger the further he got, a grin starting to form on his
face. Roose couldn't believe it, a simple letter had opened up an opportunity
to make his House the greatest in the north and make him the Warden of the
north.
 
***** Chapter 9 *****
                                   Daenerys
"You cheater, there is no way you haven't done this left handed before." Aegon
accused in fun after Arya had landed an arrow close to the bullseye. Dany,
Aegon and Arya were playing a game of who could get a shot closer to the
bullseye, Arya offering to play left handed to make it even.
"I agree, the wolf is trying to con us." Dany teased. It was only a couple of
days till the wedding and Dany's nerves were getting worse as it neared, she
had grown very comfortable with Arya as their talks grew more frequent and
longer over time. Arya telling stories of her childhood, how she was teased as
a little girl for being so different, which made Dany feel sympathetic towards
her. Recently Arya had started giving her basic lessons on archery which was
soon joined by Aegon who also wanted to learn. When the three of them were
together Dany would often find herself forgetting about the coming wedding,
only letting herself relish in the fun they had together that reminder her of a
simpler time, a time before her father's death.
"I swear I'm not cheating, it's not my fault you two can't even land it on the
board." Arya responded with a smirk, earning a light jab from both Targaryens
who stood beside her.
"This is nice." Aegon said, his eyes taking in the royal practice yard that
basked in sunlight and then landing on Dany and Arya, a look of happiness
gracing his handsome face.
"It is." Arya responded, glancing at Aegon and Dany with a pretty smile.
Over the past week Dany had not been sure she could go through with killing
Arya, besides Cersei she had never gotten along with another woman so well.
Dany could see Arya was truly one of a kind and now knew exactly how Aegon fell
for her so easily, Arya was a strong opinionated woman just as herself and
Cersei were and that's what drew Aegon in. At this point Dany did not know if
she could live with herself if she went through with her plan or if she didn't,
what she did know was that time was running out and the opportunity would soon
be closing.
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                                     Arya
Receiving word that her family had arrived in Kings Landing Arya along with
Aegon and Dany made their way to the Great Hall to greet them. Arya was happy
to see her family again but nervous because of how she left, nervous of how her
mother and Sansa might act towards her. Arya realized that this was the first
time she felt bad feelings in months, she had been having the greatest time of
her life in Kings Landing. Everyday was filled with bliss for Arya, especially
once she started to bond with Dany, she had found herself opening up to Dany in
ways she only had done with Aegon. She felt comfortable with Dany, that she
could be herself without judgement which Arya found rare.
Once at the Great Hall Aegon took her hand in his and walked over to the small
crowd of people which consisted of Aegon's and her family.
Arya's face brightened when she caught glimpse of her family for the first time
in months. "Father." Arya said with a smile before walking over and hugging
him.
"How's my girl been doing?" Her father said affectionately as he held her.
"Good, really good," She answered stepping from the hug and turning to her
mother who had a smile on her face, letting Arya know her mother had moved pass
what happened.
"Arya you look beautiful." Her mother said as she hugged her.
"Thank you, Dany introduced me to these custom fit gowns." Arya responded,
motioning to her dark red gown. Dany changed her life with the special custom
made clothing, telling her of it when Arya complained one day about a dress
that was irritating her. She loved the way the gown hugged her body, showing
off her feminine figure while also being comfortable and Aegon absolutely loved
her change in style, she swore she felt Aegon's dirty thoughts when he looked
her up and down the first time he saw her in one of the gowns.
Walking over to her sister, Sansa looked at her coldly. "Arya." She greeted
simply with a quick stiff hug. Thankfully her brothers greeted her happily with
smiles and hugs.
Aegon greeted each member of the stark family with a kind hug, even Sansa who
looked as if a quick hurt washed over her face before she hurriedly hid it.
Dany's greeting with the family was simple except for the obvious gawking she
received from the thee brothers.
As the greetings ended and people started to scatter she saw Dany and Aegon
talking quietly to each other, probably about Sansa. After Arya's telling of
stories about her childhood Dany did not get a good impression of Sansa, she
had told Dany of all the bullying that Sansa had started when they were younger
which now Arya regretted saying. Sansa had grown up and wasn't the girl from
years ago, she had apologized for everything she did but it still bothered Arya
so when her and Dany were talking it all just came out.
"Day dreaming little sister?" Robb teased with a smile.
"Seeing all of you again is just bringing up memories of old." She answered
giving him a smile.
"You know I haven't seen you this happy in a long time, you're really in love
with him aren't you?" Robb asked, glancing over to Aegon.
"Very much so." Arya said, catching Aegon's eyes, causing him to give her a
smile.
"I want you to know I understood why you did what you did. Back in Winterfell
when Aegon and I would train I saw the way you two looked at each other, I
didn't say anything because I didn't think it was my business and I couldn't
take sides but I'm glad it turned out the way it did. Your getting the life you
deserve Arya and I'm happy for you." Robb said sweetly, his kind words making
Arya misty eyed as she thought of how dreadful her future looked before Aegon.
"Thank you Robb." She said hugging him.
"And promise me you won't let Sansa's bitterness ruin your wedding." Robb
ordered as he released from the hug.
"I promise." Arya said with a smile as she wiped the tears away with her
finger.
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                                     Aegon
The rest of the day Aegon and Arya spent the day showing the Stark brothers
around the Red Keep, Aegon giving history lessons as they went room to room.
Once it got close to supper time the brothers finally left them alone and
headed to the Great Hall for the welcoming feast.
"Finally." Aegon said grabbing Arya and pinning her against the wall of the
dimly lit empty hall, his lip connecting with hers, their tongues soon dancing
together.
"We can't, what if someone catches us?" Arya asked with heavy breath as Aegon
kissed on her neck, taking in her smooth skin and sweet smell.
"Fuck them, you're going to be my wife." He replied in his own heavy breath as
he smoothed his hands over her ass and grabbed it, grinding her body against
his and eliciting a small gasp from her.
Aegon wanted her so bad, it seemed like the closer it got to the wedding the
harder it was to keep his hands off her. His life had been going so good the
past couple of months that he actually pinched himself a few times to see if he
was dreaming, with Arya and Dany becoming friends he truly felt like things
were going to work out. Of course he still longed for Dany, he wanted to kiss
on her as he did with Arya but it couldn't be, he belonged to Arya and if he
and Dany's relationship had to be non physical then that's the way it was going
to be.
"Surly we can hold out a couple of days?" Arya asked with an unconvinced shaky
voice as Aegon ran a hand up her bare thigh from under her gown.
"Gods, that seems impossible right now." Aegon answered before putting his lips
back to hers, the kiss heightening their arousal, suddenly he felt Arya grip
his hard-on through his trousers, making him groan through their kiss from the
pleasure.
Aegon remembered the times he and Dany had done this except with less clothing,
if it wasn't for Dany's hands only rule then they would've done much more. As
much as he loved fingering Dany to a climax he had tried to convince her to let
him please her orally only to be denied and told they would save it for the
wedding night, so much for that he thought. He could still remember the first
time Dany jerked him off to climax, they were in their early teens in his
bedchambers. He remembered how fascinated she was with how hard his cock got
and the way their eyes connected when he came.
The sound of a clearing throat startled Arya and Aegon apart to find Dany who
wore a blank expression. "Cersei sent me to fetch you two for the feast." She
said, quickly making her leave before they could respond.
"Dammit." Aegon said lightly hitting his fist against the wall in frustration.
Arya sighed. "I knew that was a bad idea."
When Aegon and Arya got to the Great Hall it was filled with only close family
members and several families of noble Houses who were there for the wedding, as
the two walked to the head of the table to take their seat they were ambushed
by his uncle Jamie Lannister.
"Aegon, my nephew." Jamie said with a joyous tone, giving him a quick manly
hug.
"Uncle Jamie when did you get here?" Aegon asked in surprise, taking in the
uncle he hadn't seen for a decade.
"We just got here, we were supposed to get here tomorrow but we made good time
but never mind that, look at you a man now and about to be wed." He said
looking at him in admiration.
"Yeah it's been awhile. This is my bride to be Arya Stark." Aegon said
introducing her.
Jamie looked her up and down. "Pleased to meet you Lady Arya, I see my nephew
has got himself a real beauty of the north."
"Pleased to meet you as well Lord Lannister." She greeted simply.
"Ah I almost forgot, you must see the family. You remember Joffrey and
Myrcella." Jamie said calling over his wife and children.
"My Prince." The wife Alyce was first to greet, formerly of House Egen.
It was then Aegon turned to the daughter startled at how much older she was.
"Myrcella?" He asked in surprise.
"My Prince." Myrcella blushed and curtsied. Aegon was shocked at how much she
resembled his mother, the last time he had seen her she was an age of five but
she was growing into a woman now at the age of fifteen.
"I must say you are growing into quite the beauty, you very much resemble my
mother." Aegon said truthfully making her face turn even redder as she said a
thank you.
"Lord Joffrey." Aegon greeted the young Lannister with a handshake who was a
year older than his sister. Joffrey too looked much different than before, his
facial features softer like his mother Alyce rather than his father Jamie.
"My Prince, when word got back at the Rock of the King's treasonous actions..."
Joffrey started.
"Joffrey!" Jamie warned him before turning back to the Prince. "I apologize for
my son, he has to work on controlling his emotions."
"No harm done. So where's my grandfather?" Aegon asked looking around the room.
"Um He wasn't invited, didn't your father tell you?" Jamie answered.
"What?" Aegon asked in confusion.
"Jamie, you remember Ned Stark?" King Rhaegar's voice sounded out, interrupting
their conversation as his father and Ned walked over to them.
As the older adults took over the conversation Aegon and Arya went to their
seats at the table by Dany, leaning over Aegon spoke lowly to not be heard.
"Dany I'm sorry, we didn't think..."
"It's ok, she's going to be your wife and I'm perfectly fine." She said with a
warm assuring smile, Aegon nodding in response to let the subject go.
The feast went on quite boringly for Aegon and he sensed Arya and Dany felt the
same. He did notice Robb chatting up Myrcella through out the night which he
thought was a good thing, they looked like a good match to him even though
Myrcella was on the younger side. Another thing Aegon found interesting was the
way Joffrey kept throwing glares at his father the King, he thought maybe
Joffrey was holding a grudge for how his father had treated Tywin. Aegon didn't
like what his father did to his grandfather Tywin but then again there wasn't
much that Aegon did like about his father's decisions since he became King.
Looking over the Starks side of the table his eyes landed on Sansa's, seeing
the sadness in them. As he felt the guilt rise in him he decided he couldn't
just sit there any longer. "Im going for a walk, you two coming?" Aegon asked
Arya and Dany as he stood and grabbed a bottle of wine.
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                                     Arya
As they walked outside around the castle Arya watched Dany take another big
gulp from the wine bottle before passing it back to Aegon, Arya didn't drink as
much as Aegon or Dany so she was more aware of how the alcohol started to
effect the two. She could tell Aegon was buzzed but Dany looked like she was
close to drunk, Arya felt bad for Dany, she could tell Dany was just trying to
forget and bury her feelings with the drink.
"This is much better than the feast." Dany said with a slur.
"You could say that again." Aegon added, taking another drink.
"You know the three of us are different than the rest of them, they don't
understand us." Dany stated, surprising Arya with how truthful Dany was being
with her feelings, feelings that Arya herself agreed with.
"Yeah that's why we're out here and they are in there." Aegon responded,
motioning to the Great Hall.
"Im close to my family but never did get really close to anyone outside of them
until you two." Arya said, playing back memories of old in her head.
"You're very nice Arya." Dany said walking over to Arya and hugging her. "I
wanted to hate you, I really did but you're too nice." She said in a happy
tone.
"Alright Dany, I think you've had a bit too much." Aegon said with a laugh
trying to pull Dany away from her.
"No, hug." Dany said happily, pulling Aegon into the hug.
At first Aegon tried to pull away but Arya snaked her arm around him, all three
embracing each other. It was a nice moment and Arya didn't want to deny the
three of them that. "You're very nice as well Dany." Arya said, leaning her
head against Aegon.
"Thank you." She said with a smile, closing her eyes and also resting her head
against Aegon.
"I think we can agree the three of us are very nice to each other." Aegon said
playfully, putting an arm around both of them.
Arya couldn't help but bask in the comfort she felt with the two of them, she
should've felt uncomfortable with the current situation but she didn't and it
was in that moment she realized she couldn't take Aegon away from Dany and she
didn't want to. Arya's mind that night eventually going down a path that led to
an unusual thought and idea.
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                                   Daenerys
It was the day before the wedding that Dany found herself on the balcony of her
bedchambers about to pour the Sweetsleep away, letting the man she was in love
with marry another. Dany wished she could go through with it but she couldn't,
she let herself get too close to Arya and now she knew she'd never be able to
live with herself if she went through with it. So without another thought she
poured the two vials out over the balcony, the liquid slowly falling down the
great height it had to travel.
As soon as Dany threw the empty vials off the balcony she heard a knock at the
door, walking over and answering it she found Arya on the other side. "May I
come in?" Arya asked seriously.
"Of course." Dany answered leading her into the room, the two women taking a
seat at the small table that sat in the corner.
Arya took a deep breath, making Dany nervous as to what she could say. "Ok
first I want to say I really care about you Dany and I know how badly you and
Aegon wan't to be together." She let out, a sick feeling overcoming Dany as she
realized Arya was about to ask her to leave Kings Landing.
"I understand if you want..." Dany started.
"No let me finish." Arya cut her off before continuing. "As I was saying you
and Aegon love each other very much and Aegon and I love each other very much.
And over the past month me and you have gotten very close don't you think?"
Dany nodded. "Yeah."
"So I don't see any reason why we can't both be with him." Arya said, shocking
Dany to the point that she was questioning her hearing.
"What?" Dany asked in surprise.
Arya seemed to get more nervous from her response. "Look I've thought a lot
about this and if it was any other woman there is no way I would even entertain
the idea but the three of us get along so well and I would have zero problems
sharing him with you, it may be a bit weird at first but I'm sure it's
something we can get used to."
"So I mean what is this are you giving me permission to be his mistress or
something? And what about when Rhaegar eventually marries me off?" Dany asked a
bit frantically, still trying to wrap her head around what they were
discussing.
"No, I was thinking you can be with him now and then when he eventually
inherits the crown he can make you his second wife, it's not like it hasn't
been done before, remember Aegon the Conqueror? And I'm sure you can get Cersei
to talk the King out of marrying you off." Arya explained, surprising Dany with
how much she actually thought it out.
"Yeah but Aegon doesn't inherit the crown till Rhaegar dies, at some point he
will ignore Cersei and marry me off." Dany stated, internally cursing herself
for throwing away the Sweetsleep which now could've come in handy.
"The whole marriage thing may not be full proof but I'm sure overtime we can
convince or force the King to accept a second marriage and in that time you get
to be together with Aegon." Arya offered with assurance.
The room fell silent for a couple of seconds as Dany processed it all. "You
really don't mind sharing him?" She asked, not fully believing her.
"No I don't, do you?" Arya asked back which gave Dany pause.
"As you said earlier, if it were any other woman then yes I would have a
problem with it but with you, no I don't really mind it at all." She answered
eliciting a smile from Arya.
"Well I guess it's settled then." Arya said with a chuckle.
"Wait have you talked to Aegon about any of this?" Dany asked.
"Nope that's what we're going to do right now." Arya answered, replacing Dany's
sudden happiness with more nervousness.
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                                     Aegon
"What?!" Aegon exclaimed. Arya and Dany had both sat him down on the bed in his
bedchambers and explained to him that he should take Dany as a second wife.
Aegon was beyond shocked by what had been proposed, he knew the three of them
got along very well but this was unexpected.
"Ive put a lot of thought into this and like I said when you become king you
can marry her." Arya tried to explain.
"Arya It's going to be a long time before I'm King, and what exactly are the
rules in the mean time?" Aegon asked, legitimately wondering what the plan was.
"We will keep it quiet for now and we can try to find a way to find a way for
your father to accept it but in the mean time you two can be together." Arya
said, trying to convince him.
"Together how?" Aegon questioned with a raised eyebrow.
"I would think sexually but that's between you and Dany." Arya said, making
Aegon wonder how she was talking like it was a normal conversation.
"Will you two be able to deal with me being with both of you?" Aegon asked
unsure that the two woman had thought it out.
Arya groaned in frustration. "Of course, we all three care about each other so
I don't think it will be a problem."
"Dany?" He asked for her opinion.
"I agree with Arya, if it were any other woman I'd have a problem but it's Arya
and I care for her and I want her to be happy and she wants me to be happy, we
want the three of us to be happy." Dany said with a warm smile.
Aegon put his face in his hands and couldn't help but chuckle. "This is crazy."
He said standing to face them. As crazy as it all was he couldn't help but find
the humor and excitement in the situation, the last thing he expected was the
two woman he loves most in the world would agree to share him.
"So is that a yes?" Arya asked with a playful smile.
"Yeah I guess." He said shaking his head in disbelief that any if this was
really taking place.
"Good." Arya said pulling him into a slow kiss before pulling away and
motioning to Dany with her eyes.
It felt awkward for Aegon at first but when he looked into Dany's eyes and saw
the pure love within he felt his awkwardness wash away. Aegon tucked a loose
strand of her hair behind her ear and gave her a slow kiss similar to the one
he had just had with Arya. The realization that he got to be with both of the
women he loved sinking in even more.
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                                   Daenerys
It was the day of the wedding and Dany sat in the crowd as they waited for the
bride to make her way out. Dany couldn't help but feel joyous even though it
wasn't her wedding, in her eyes it was like this day marked the start of the
future for all three of them. They had even come to an agreement that Arya and
Aegon would lose their virginity together first, Arya said her and Aegon could
go first before the wedding but it just didn't seem right to her even though a
part of her still felt a bit bad about it.
It was then she noticed Cersei look at her in confusion and Dany let her smile
fade, realizing she was not supposed to be smiling in this moment much less
happy.
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                                     Aegon
Aegon stood inside the Great Sept of Baelor nervously awaiting his wife to be,
every now and then glancing Dany's way wondering if he would be this nervous if
he was waiting for her to walk down the aisle. Suddenly Arya emerged wearing a
beautiful white gown covered by a cloak of the Stark colors with her father
escorting her slowly his way. Aegon felt his breath catch as he took in how
beautiful Arya looked, he thought she always looked beautiful but this was
different, she was going to be his wife.
As she got to him Ned removed the Stark cloak from Arya allowing Aegon to put
his cloak of Targaryen colors on her, his hands trembling as he did so.
Standing face to face with her they both spoke the words required but in
Aegon's mind all he could do was imagine their future together and stare into
her grey eyes. Before he knew it the time came to kiss her, making her his
wife, the kiss was brief but it was one he knew he'd remember for the rest of
his days. The second the kiss ended the crowd erupted in cheers, he spotted
Arya's family all clapping proudly except for Sansa who also clapped but looked
unenthusiastic about it. Aegon then looked to his family to see his father
giving him a proud smile as he cheered, as much as he argued with his father it
made him feel good to know he pleased him. It made him think of days when he
was just a boy and his father was everything to him and how he used to play
games with him, tuck him in and tell him stories at night.
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                                     Arya
Arya sat down hand in hand with her new husband at the main table of the feast
that was being held outside, she couldn't get over how beautiful the wedding
turned out, she could tell the crown spared no expense. And she thought Aegon
looked so handsome in his formal clothing that was designed with his House
colors. She hadn't gotten to speak with her family too much yet except for a
few congratulations and a cold look from Sansa but she felt better when she saw
Dany's beaming smile when she gave her own congratulations. Now all she and
Aegon had to do was consummate which had her a bit nervous but she was sure
once they started that bit of nervousness would go away. Looking over the crowd
she saw an almost sinister grin on Joffrey Lannister as he watched the King
stand to make a toast.
"I would like to congratulate my son Prince Aegon Targaryen the sixth of his
name and Princess Arya Stark on their wedding, may the love you have for each
other burn bright for an eternity." The King said sincerely, giving the couple
a warm smile as the crowed applauded. After taking a sip from the goblet the
Kings face immediately changed to a worried one.
"Father, you ok?" Aegon asked as the King leaned over holding himself up with
the table.
Suddenly the King started choking causing Aegon and Cersei to run over to help
him. "Can we get some damned water?" Cersei barked at the servants as she
looked at her husband with concern.
"Father?" Aegon asked in panic as the King started choking more violently.
"Where's the maester?" Tyrion asked in a panicked voice, his eyes searching
across the crowd.
Then with a thud the King fell to the ground, the crowd gasping in worry. Aegon
and Cersei immediately knelt down by his side to help him, Dany now standing
near and watching with shock. "Rhaegar?!" Cersei voice rang out in terror as
the Kings skin started to turn purple.
"No no no." Aegon repeated in whispers, tears starting to stream down his face
as he watched his father take his last breaths and die in son's arms.
Arya couldn't move as she looked down at the Kings dead body, it all had
happened so quick. Cersei screaming and crying finally pulled her out of Arya
her daze so she could console Aegon who was now holding his mother.
"This can't be... it can't..." Aegon said, unable to accept what was happing.
Arya just held him not knowing what to say, trying to come to terms of what had
just happened herself.
 
***** Chapter 10 *****
                                     Aegon
It had been five days since his father's death and Aegon still did not want to
face the light of day, he hadn't left his bedchamber since the funeral and he
didn't feel like he would ever be able to. Aegon's coronation was suppose to
take place today but he postponed it, not wanting to face the masses of people
who would now look to him for leadership. Before his father's death Aegon
dreamed of the day he'd be King but now it all seemed too daunting, he thought
his time wouldn't come for years, he thought he would be able to have more time
to learn from his father. Aegon thought of all those arguments with his father,
how angry they would get at each other, if he only knew how soon his father's
death would come he would have spent more time talking with him than screaming.
The sound of the door opening and light footsteps alerted him to a visitor in
his darkened bedchambers, only one candle and the moon from the balcony opening
offering light. "Are you feeling any better?" His mother said softly as she sat
on the bed he currently lay on.
He didn't know why she would ask a question she already knew the answer to, a
question she had been asking for the pass three days. "What do you want me to
say?" He asked tiredly, just wanting her to leave him alone.
"I know how you're feeling, I know it hurts but you have a responsibility
Aegon. The people will only accept so many delays." Cersei said with a
sympathetic tone as she gently stroked his hair.
"What, have they forgotten to mourn their King?" Aegon said bitterly.
Cersei just sighed in defeat, letting his words hang in the air. "Hopefully
you'll feel better in a couple of days." She said, giving him a kiss on the
forehead before leaving him to wallow in his depression.
Hours later another visitor made their way into Aegon's bedchamber, once the
figure was by the bed Aegon saw it was Dany, her and Arya had visited many
times checking on him, trying to talk him out of his depression to no avail. "I
wanted to check on you before bed." Dany said as she sat in the place his
mother had hours ago.
"Could've waited till tomorrow, it's not like I'll be anywhere else." Aegon
replied, keeping his eyes on the flicking flame of the candle on the bed table.
"You can't stay like this Aegon, you're King now. You have your coronation and
the wedding to reschedule..." Dany rattled off.
"I don't feel like hearing this, I'm too tired." He replied closing his eyes so
she would get the point.
Suddenly he felt the bed shift as she laid down in the small space beside him.
"Look at me." She ordered, putting her hands on his face and repeating the
order till he finally opened his eyes to see her face inches from his, staring
intensely at him. "You will be better tomorrow, you will do your duty and take
your place as King."
"I can't, not right now." He said with his tiredly voice.
"Yes you can and you will." She ordered aggressively, surprising Aegon with a
side of her she rarely let show. Aegon studied her face, looking at the many
Targaryen features that she possessed. He found himself feeling a familiar
desire, one that he's held for her for the longest. He wanted to kiss her and
taste her smooth skin again, all the sexual thoughts in his mind pushing away
the thoughts of his dead father.
Without a word Aegon placed his his lips on hers, slipping his tongue in
immediately. He could tell at first she was surprised by his actions but
quickly recovered and fell into motion with the passionate kiss. Their actions
started to get even more heated by the seconds as Aegon started to remove his
clothing in between kisses, their hands roaming each others body in a needful
way. As he removed his pants Dany quickly shimmied out of her nightgown and
undergarments both now fully nude and showing no sign of slowing down, Aegon
knowing without a doubt he was going to have her as he laid eyes on her naked
body, the gods themselves couldn't stop him from making love to her he thought
to himself. Resuming their kiss he snaked his hand down her body and felt her
sex, feeling the wetness and heat that came from within. Slowly slipping a
finger in he felt a slight moan come from her as they kissed, remembering what
she liked he positioned his thumb on the little nub that sat at the top of her
sex and started to rub, earning a louder moan from her as she placed her hand
on his cock and began to stroke it.
"So beautiful." He whispered as the kiss broke and he started to kiss at her
neck and work his way down and to her breast, a place he hadn't kissed before.
"I need you Dany." He said as he started to kiss on her left breast all the
while still using his hand on her, wanting to bring her pleasure, to show her
how much he loved her.
Moving away from her breast he started to kiss down her stomach, inching lower
and lower till he got close to her sex and stopped to look her in the eye to
see if it was ok. All it took was quick nod from her for him to continue
downwards, slowly removing his fingers from her started to kiss her inner
thighs slowly moving in inwards until his mouth was on her sex, tasting the
sweetness that had a hint of salt to it. As Aegon kissed away and his tongue
slid inside her he started to hear Dany's moans become louder, the taste, smell
and the sounds that came from her feeding his arousal even more. Moving his
kisses to the top of her sex he stared to finger her as he used his mouth on
her tiny nub, eliciting an even louder moan from Dany as she place her hands on
his head and started to stroke his hair while thrusting herself towards him. He
could tell she was about to come, he had seen it enough times to know and he
wanted her to but not yet.
As Aegon removed his mouth and finger from her he quickly moved a top of her
looking down into her now frustrated haze filled eyes. "What why..." She asked
in painted breath.
"I need you Dany, I want you to come with me." He said as he rubbed the head of
his cock against her sex, eliciting a hitch of breath from her.
Aegon noticed her face turn serious for a second, as if she were struggling
with something and then suddenly it was gone. "Ok, but go slowly." She said.
"Of course." He replied with a warm smile and a kiss.
As he promised Aegon slowly pushed inside her, feeling the tight warmth start
to surround his cock inch by inch, checking on Dany before each time he pushed
forth. Once he was all the way in Aegon closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling
for just a second, basking in the emotional and physical connection he had with
the her. Opening his eyes he looked straight into hers, wondering if she had
been thinking the same thing he had. "Are you ok?" Aegon asked.
"Yeah, it was uncomfortable at first but I think I'm good now." She said not
breaking eye contact with him.
Knowing he got the ok Aegon started to slowly move in and out, creating a
rhythm of movement as his kissed her. Soon he started to hear her moans and
feel her upward thrusts, making his own arousal harder to control. Knowing he
was going to have trouble lasting longer he started to work on getting her to
come, kissing her neck while kneading and pinching at her nipples. Their
movement started to pick up speed as his work on her not only aroused her but
also himself, making it even harder to prolong his climax. As the movements got
faster and faster he felt himself begin to reach the point of no return as
Dany's moans got louder and louder, suddenly he stoped his movements, holding
them still.
"Why are you stopping?" She asked with concern and a hazy tone to her voice.
"I don't want this to end, not yet." He said trying to catch his breath as his
arousal started to calm down. She started to kiss on his neck and rubbing her
hand up and down his body soothingly. "I love you so much." He said staring
deeply into her eyes.
"I love you too." She replied kissing him, causing them to resume their
movements.
Aegon knew he couldn't just keep stopping all night so he decided he would just
relax and let their lovemaking flow on naturally, letting the speed ramp up
ever so slightly to the point it was before as he kissed her lips and neck.
Soon he felt himself reaching that point of no return but this time he kept
going and let himself dive into ecstasy, his mind going into a daze as he came,
feeling his seed shoot into her. Just as he was about to comedown he felt her
inner walls contract and her hold on him tighten as she was coming so he kept
hammering into her as his climax was done, letting her ride hers out.
Once she had comedown Aegon rolled off of her and pulled her to him and wrapped
his arms her, both drenched with sweat as they laid there silently with Dany's
head resting against his chest. Aegon not thinking of anything but how much he
cared for the woman that lay in his arms and how he'd remember that night for
the rest of his days.
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                                     Dany
Dany should have felt guilty as she woke the next morning lying naked in
Aegon's arms but she didn't, last night was a moment she and Aegon had promised
to each other. As much as she liked Arya she knew she could never understand
the bond herself and Aegon had, her and Aegon being each others first was the
way it's suppose to be and that's what happened. Dany hadn't planned on it
happing but it did and she's glad it did, it was as amazing as she hoped it'd
be. From the way he kissed her sex to how gentle he was deflowering her, it
couldn't have went better in her opinion.
Suddenly she felt movement on the bed, a sudden fear shooting through that
maybe he regretted the whole night but then a kiss was placed on her head.
"Good morning." Aegon said in the happiest tone she had heard since Rhaegar's
death, washing all her fears away.
"Good morning to you too." She replied with a grin, snuggling up to him and
making eye contact.
"I want to stay in this bed with you all day but there's so much to do." He
said with a smile, lightly squeezing her body to his. Dany was delightfully
surprised by his new attitude, whether it was her words or the sex that did it
she didn't care, she was just glad he was now out that hole of depression.
"Aegon, last night was..." She started dreamily.
"Amazing?" He finished for her.
"Yeah." She answered with a giggle.
"Well it seems only right, we have been fooling around for a decade." Aegon
replied, running a hand smoothly over her body.
"Hey it was worth the wait right?" She asked with a playful challenge, thinking
of all those times he wanted to take things further and she would turn him
down.
"So worth it." He answered with a smile before placing a kiss on her forehead.
"We should get someone to fetch some moon tea." Dany said after a brief
silence.
"Why?" Aegon asked with curiosity, surprising her.
"Well what about Arya and I'm not exactly your wife yet?" She asked, not really
knowing what he was thinking or his plan.
"I'm practically King now, You and Arya are going to be my wives very soon so I
don't see why we can't began working on an heir right now unless you don't want
to." He explained.
"No I want to, I guess I just didn't know how fast you were planning to do all
of this." She answered.
"It's like you said last night, I need to do my duty and take my place as King.
Also being with you last night made me look at father's death in a different
way, it made me see that any day I could take a sip from a cup and it would be
the last sip I take in my life. I want to live while I can, I want us to
continue and build on the legacy this family has built and make it even better
for our children." He said with an excited determination.
"Im glad Aegon, I really do believe we can make it better like we always talked
about." She said, intertwining her fingers with his.
"Me you and Arya, nothing will be able to stop us." He replied.
Hearing those words made her remember what they had done together last night,
without Arya's approval. "Um about Arya, I don't think we should tell her about
this."
The was a couple of seconds of silence before Aegon responded. "I agree, things
are good between the three of us now, I don't think we should risk it."
"Exactly what I was thinking." She replied, knowing it would really destroy all
the progress that she and Arya made as friends.
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                                     Aegon
After a bath Aegon and Dany walked hand in hand into the family dining room
where Arya, Tyrion and his mother sat. "Good morning family." Aegon said with a
jovial tone, earning a surprised smile from everyone at the table.
Arya got up from the table and made her way over to him, a proud smile gracing
her face. "I've missed your smile." She said as she hugged him.
"Not as much as I've missed yours." He replied, lifting her chin to bring her
into a slow kiss all the while still holding Dany's hand as he did so. Only
noticing when the kiss broke he saw Tyrion staring at the three of them with a
raised eyebrow. With all that had been going on he hadn't gotten to tell Tyrion
of his plan to have two wives and honestly he wasn't excited to tell him the
news because he had no idea how Tyrion would react, he'd probably tell him how
politically stupid it was which Aegon already knew the implications a
polygamous marriage involved but he did not know how Tyrion would feel
personally considering he was friends with both woman.
Sitting down in a chair between Dany and Arya Aegon decided he wasn't ready to
sit in his father's chair at the head of the table, maybe after the coronation
he'd be able to but as of that day it just didn't seem right to him.
"I have to say nephew I am glad I decided to stay in last night so I could
witness your return to the world." Tyrion said with a smile, taking a bite of
bacon.
"I have a duty and there is much to be done, I realized I couldn't stay in bed
forever, It's not what father would have wanted." Aegon said truthfully, a
somberness taking over the table.
"Well I am happy you've come to that conclusion." Cersei added.
"There is much that I need to discuss about the coming wedding, has there been
any plans put in motion yet?" Aegon asked his mother.
"No, we didn't know when you'd be ready so a date hasn't even been set." Cersei
answered.
"Good, I'll be talking with the small council after breakfast to set it up and
make some changes to the coronation." Aegon said as he took a bite of food.
"Changes?" Tyrion asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes changes, you will know of them when I address the small council." Aegon
responded simply, seeing the somewhat confused look on Tyrion's face.
Hours later Aegon found himself along with Tyrion sitting at a table with the
small council, inspecting each member, trying to see if anyone of them was less
loyal than they appeared. Aegon was very suspicious after his father's murder
and he knew it had to be someone very close to the crown that had access to the
King's cup. Immediately after his father's death Aegon had the whole servants
staff questioned and in some cases interrogated which brought no answers
whatsoever, all they knew so far was the poisoned used that was called the
strangler.
"So the first matter I want to address is the position of Hand of the King."
Aegon spoke with a formal authority, looking to the man he disliked the most
named Robert Baratheon who seemed none to surprised. "I will be relieving
Robert of his duty and putting forth my new Hand Tyrion Lannister." Aegon said,
his eyes landing on his uncle who sat beside him. Aegon hadn't told Tyrion of
his plan to make him Hand but Tyrion had to expect it since he brought him to
the meeting and Aegon couldn't really see anybody else being his Hand.
Tyrion cleared his throat, a somewhat surprised look on his face as he stood
from his chair. "I have got to say this is a bit unexpected but I accept this
honor and I will serve you and the realm to the best of my ability."
"Good, Robert you will make your return to Storm's End immediately." Aegon
ordered the older man who stood from his seat.
"Yes your Grace." Robert said bitterly before walking towards the exit.
"By the way Lady Baratheon along with your son will be staying in Kings Landing
for awhile, I want her to have some time with her kin." Aegon said, making
Robert turn around to face him, a look of anger present on his face.
"What?!" Robert snapped, failing to withhold his anger.
"Best to watch your tone Lord Baratheon, must I remind you that you speak to
our new King." Littlefinger said with a smirk.
Robert took a deep breath before speaking. "My apologies your Grace but my
family belongs with me in Storm's End where I can look after them properly."
"No worries, they will be much safer and looked after much better here." Aegon
said making the older man's temper rise, Robert just staring him down with
hatred. "You may leave now." Aegon said with a smirk, waving him away, making
Robert leave begrudgingly without a word.
"Now that that's been taken care of we must talk about the coronation and
wedding." Aegon said, breaking the silence in the room.
"We have the coronation set for day after tomorrow but the wedding date has not
been set yet. Perhaps a week from today?" Grand Maester Pycelle said with his
broken old voice.
"Whenever we set it we're going to have to make it smaller this time, we can't
afford another big wedding." Littlefinger said with a now serious tone.
Aegon was shocked to hear the words that Littlefinger spoke. "What do you mean
we can't afford it?"
"The crown is in debt, the Lannister's stopped loaning us money ever since
you're father ripped up the decree, all we get are their taxes." Littlefinger
explained.
"Did you know about this?" Aegon asked Tyrion who shook his head no. "How the
fuck could my father let this happen?" Aegon said with frustration.
"Maybe you can talk to your grandfather, since there's a new King perhaps a new
deal can be arranged?" Varys offered.
"Yes I can probably get him back on board and with the new raise in taxes we
should be good." Aegon said as much to himself as to the room.
"Raise in taxes?" Maester Pycelle said in shock.
"That's right, I'm sick and tired of these insanely rich people holding on to
their money while part of the city starves." Aegon stated to the old man.
"Would you want me to work on a new tax plan?" Littlefinger asked, ignoring
Pycelle's outrage.
"Yes that would be very helpful." Aegon thanked Littlefinger kindly, glad the
man actually followed orders instead of questioning him. "I will say though we
won't have to worry much about the cost of the wedding because we're going to
be joining the wedding and coronation together." Aegon added, to the shock of
the room.
"Not in the history of the kingdom has the coronation ceremony been tampered
with." Pycelle stammered in shock.
"Well today is a new day and we're going to be doing things differently which
brings me to my next announcement. There will be all new crowns made, two Queen
crowns and one King." Aegon said, making the council stare at him with
confusion, although he could've sworn he noticed a slight smirk from
Littlefinger.
"Two Queen crowns? I'm afraid I don't follow." Tyrion asked with curiosity.
"The two Queen crowns will be for my two wives." Aegon answered, causing the
council to gasp in shock while Tyrion put his head down in frustration.
"Your Grace I mean no disrespect but the people are very religious, most of
them follow the faith of the seven which forbids polygamy." Varys explained
earnestly.
"One, I won't be the first Targaryen to have multiple wives. Two, I don't give
a damn about the seven. When the people of Kings Landing start having food in
their bellies again I'm sure they will get over it." Aegon responded.
"But those Targaryen's had dragons your Grace." Littlefinger added.
"Yes they did but I think if we show the people how much better we can make
their lives then they will surly let it slide." Aegon said with conviction.
"The two woman in question, are they Lady Daenerys and Lady Arya?" Varys asked.
"Yes." Aegon answered.
"Well have you thought of what Lord Stark would think? It could cause him to
ignore the deal, making the relations with the north once again unstable."
Varys said.
"No Arya has assured me her father would not do that, the mess with the north
is settled." Aegon assured them.
"Ned Stark is not the only one who lives in the north, he may not be able to
control them." Pycelle chimed in.
"Look I am the King and this is happening, so you can all just give up now
because I'm not moving on this one." Aegon said with authority.
"We will have to push the coronation back a few days to get the crowns made but
do you have anyone in mind that will marry the three of you? I doubt we could
persuade anyone of the faith to do it." Pycelle said, seeming to have accepted
the situation.
"With all of your great wisdom I was expecting you to grand maester." Aegon
responded.
Pycelle's eyes widened as he shuffled in his chair. "I don't really think I am
up for such a task."
"Are you going to deny your King's request?" Aegon asked, threateningly staring
down the old man.
The old man shook his head adamantly. "No no no, of course not. I will serve
you well your Grace." Pycelle answered.
"Good, that'll be all for today." Aegon said to the council with a new
kindness.
As the men of the small council left the room Tyrion stayed behind with Aegon,
knowing they needed to talk privately. "Thank you for giving me a heads up."
Tyrion said sarcastically.
Aegon turned in his seat to talk directly to his uncle who sat beside him. "I
know I should've told you but things have been very chaotic and I need to get
these things moving."
"Please tell me Arya and Dany know about this?" Tyrion asked.
"Of course they do, all three of us have thoroughly talked about this
together." Aegon answered, somewhat offended that Tyrion thought he would force
or spring the marriage on the two women.
"Aegon you're going to make things even more chaotic, polygamy has got to be
the stupidest idea you've come up with. Do you know how much risk you're
bringing to the family, people will see this as the perfect reason for the
Targaryen dynasty to end and you've thrown me into this coming shit storm with
you." Tyrion scolded in anger.
"You don't have to be Hand, say you want out and you can be out." Aegon said
bitterly, upset that his uncle and best friend could possibly not want to stand
by him.
Tyrion shook his head and scoffed. "No I'm in, I care about the three of you
and I will do everything in my power to help you three through the shit storm
that's coming. But you do know how dangerous this is right?" Tyrion asked
sincerely.
"I do but we will get through it, I'm sure of it." Aegon said encouragingly,
knowing the dangers Tyrion spoke of were true but also knowing they were strong
enough to over come them.
 
***** Chapter 11 *****
Chapter Notes
     Alright so last chapter got a very strong reaction so I thought I
     would explain a bit on why Aegon and Dany acted the way they did.
     The main thing that you guys were upset about was Aegon and Dany
     hooking up behind Arya's back and choosing to keep it a secret. The
     reason Aegon slept with Dany was because he was in grief over his
     father's death. Was it a mistake? Yes but Aegon at that time would
     see it as more of a happy accident because he's known Dany his whole
     life and part of him feels that they have a kind of an ownership over
     each other which is why they're choosing to keep it a secret. And as
     for not drinking the moon tea along with the which Queen will have
     the son who inherits the crown questions will be answered in this
     chapter.
     But as far as why was Aegon making mistakes and being reckless? The
     answer I thought was simple, he was going on a power trip much like
     his father had. Aegon is not a perfect character, no one in this
     story will be because how would any of them grow and learn from thier
     mistakes? Anyways I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and that I
     helped clear some things up on the story.
     Enjoy!
                                     Arya
"Ok, the four of us need to figure a way to keep a riot from taking place
because if Aegon marries the two of you without any preparation they'll all
have our heads on spikes." Tyrion said with a seriousness as he, Aegon, Dany
and Arya stood in the Kings study. Aegon had decided all four of them should be
meeting in private from now on to discuss how to smoothly navigate the
political waters that they had thrown themselves in.
"I really think you should've waited on telling the small council, there are
most likely rumors flying about already." Arya said with worry.
"Wait for what? Aegon's King now, what he says goes and they are going to keep
their mouths shut and bend the knee." Dany said with a tone of superiority.
"It doesn't matter if he's King, if the people don't like him then they will
get rid of him along with this entire family. The Targaryen dynasty isn't
invulnerable." Tyrion corrected Dany, making Arya even more nervous. Just
moments ago Aegon had told her and Dany what he planned and had told the small
council which gave Arya a sick feeling in her stomach, it all felt bad to her
senses and she truly wished Rhaegar had never died for they would not be
dealing with this mess.
"All we need to do is sway the people, get them on our side and make them
forget their gods and the ways of old." Aegon said, his eyes showing he was
deep in thought trying to think of solutions.
"Even if we sway the people we still have the nobles to deal with, including
your father and the north." Tyrion said nodding to Arya.
"I can talk to my father, I'm sure I can make him understand that I'm ok with a
polygamous marriage." Arya said assuredly.
"Yes but it's not just your father we have to convince, it's the whole north.
Aegon marrying Dany as well will put doubt in their minds as to which son will
inherit the crown, making the whole deal worthless. But if they are ok with the
polygamy aspect I'm sure we can draw up a royal decree that states Arya's first
born son will be the one to inherit." Tyrion explained, adding more complexity.
"Who says we would be up for that, Im just suppose to let someone else dictate
who gets the crown?" Aegon asked with displeasure, surprising Arya with his
words.
"What do you mean Aegon? Our son was always going to inherit the crown, I
didn't give that up when I allowed Dany into our relationship." Arya said with
a hurt expression, causing Tyrion to throw his face in his hands in
frustration.
"No you didn't, if your the first to have a son then he will inherit." Aegon
explained as if his words made it all better when in actuality it hurt Arya
even worse. It's true the three of them didn't talk about the children but Arya
thought it was obvious with her being first wife that her son got the crown no
matter what.
"Aegon no matter what you think this is something you're going to have to do or
it will be war, I can promise you that." Tyrion said seriously.
"I don't care if Dany bares you ten sons before me, our son will be King and
it's not up for negotiation." Arya said with authority, her anger higher then
it had been in a long time. She was not going to let this one go, she had
planned this all out in her head ever since the betrothal was changed to her.
Aegon stared in her eyes then they flicked to Dany before going back to her.
"The son of yours and my blood will inherit the crown, we'll make the decree."
He said as he pulled Arya into his arms, Arya slowly putting her arms around
him. "I'm sorry we didn't talk about this before." He said, placing a kiss on
her forehead before stepping out of the embrace.
"Then that matter is taken care of now as for different titles of Queen..."
Tyrion started.
"No both will be Queen, none of that consort horse shit. We're doing it the way
Aegon the first did it." Aegon cut him off.
"Don't you think that could complicate things? Everyone will be wondering who's
the real Queen." Tyrion asked, already looking he had aged ten years in just
this short conversation.
"Both will be the real Queen and have as much authority as the other." Aegon
stated. Tyrion conceded with a nod, quickly glancing at Arya, probably thinking
the same thing she was. Not but several minutes ago Arya proved who the real
Queen was and who had the real authority.
"Ok so that only leaves one small thing, the people." Tyrion said with a bit of
sarcasm as the whole room knew it'd be the most difficult thing to deal with.
Aegon started pacing the room several times deep in thought before stopping and
putting his hands on the wooden desk of the study closing his eyes and putting
his head down. Slowly a smile formed on his face before eventually opening his
eyes. "I think I have a plan." He said with a confident smirk.
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                                     Aegon
Aegon had just gotten back to his bedchambers from a day of planning and all he
wanted to do was sit alone and drink some wine, wanting to relieve his stress.
Suddenly the door swung open to reveal his very angry looking mother, slamming
the door behind her. "You idiot, have you lost your gods damn mind!" Cersei
yelled at him, her face red with anger.
"Nope, let me guess the leak...Pycelle?" Aegon asked lazily, as if it were a
game.
"Never mind how I found out, you will not be doing this. I will not let you put
this family in danger!" Cersei stated, pointing her finger at him.
"Mother you should be happy that I'm marrying Dany and besides I have a plan,
the family will be safe." Aegon said calmly.
"Aegon your King, you don't have to marry her to be with her. Why would you
risk everything just for some title." Cersei asked, her anger never lowering.
"Because I'm building a legacy, I want Arya and Dany as my Queens and I want
them to bear my children. The Targaryen dynasty needs to be strengthened for
not only my needs and wants but for the people of the realm and known world."
Aegon explained, taking a sip of wine.
Cersei eyes started to brim with tears. "Your going to get us killed, all for
some far fetched fantasy. You've been shielded by these castle walls all your
life, you don't know how cruel the world can be, they will kill you and
everyone you love."
"I know it's dangerous but things need to change, progress needs to be made.
People are starving, children are being sold as sex slaves. I will not let this
shit stand during my reign, I will fix this world and make it a better place
with the help of my two Queens." He said with a determination before leaving
his mother, not letting her respond.
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                                     Arya
It was a couple of days after they had set the plan in place that Arya and
Aegon stood in the King's study waiting for her father to arrive. Arya's nerves
felt like they were on edge, today they would be telling her father of the
polygamous marriage and enact a part of Aegon's plan.
As her father Ned entered the study Arya instinctively grabbed Aegon's hand,
trying to find some strength from him. "Arya. Your Grace." Ned greeted them
kindly. "So what is so important that we need all the privacy?" Ned asked.
"Well father the reason is um..." Arya stammered, so nervous that she didn't
think she would be able to get the words out.
"Lord Stark along with taking your daughter as my wife and Queen I will also be
marrying Daenerys as well." Aegon stated without hesitation. Arya could see her
father's expression go from shock then to a mix of anger and disappointment
before he turned his back to them, the room silent for seconds. She had never
seen her father react in such a way in her life, it made her feel guilty and
saddened.
"Tell me I heard you wrong, tell me I misheard you and I won't call this
betrothal off and take my daughter with me back to Winterfell." Ned said
coldly, turning to face the two of them a look of anger present on his face.
"You didn't mishear him, he will be marrying Dany as well." Arya spoke up.
Ned shook his head in disproval. "Then the betrothal is off your Grace, let's
go Arya." He said formally, waving Arya over to him.
"Lord Stark let us talk about this..." Aegon pleaded.
"There is nothing to talk about, I won't let you force my daughter into some
polygamous marriage!" Ned snapped.
"He's not forcing me father, it was my idea." Arya said, making her father
quiet in shock. "He loves me and Dany, and I care about Dany so we talked about
it and decided that this is the way it's going to be." She ended with an
authority.
"Arya do you even know what's at stake here? This doesn't just effect the
people around you but the whole of Westeros." Ned replied, an anger still with
him.
"We know there will be some challenges but we will get through them, we have
talked all this out." Arya answered.
Ned put his head down and shook it in frustration. "Arya I know you usually
wouldn't do something that you didn't want but I'm going to ask you anyway,
before I give this anymore thought. Is this what you really want? All you have
to do is say no and it is over, don't worry about the politics of it, if we
have to go to war we will." Ned said sincerely, all anger gone from his face.
"There will be no war, if Arya leaves the north goes with her." Aegon said to
the shock of the two, effectively giving Arya the fate of the north.
"And the north won't be going anywhere because I'm in love with him and this is
what I really want." Arya said with certainty.
"Arya even if I accept this I don't think I could convince the other houses to
do the same, how would we know for sure your son would be the heir?" Ned asked
with concern, his face much softer than earlier.
"I've drawn up a royal decree." Aegon answered fetching the paper from his
desk. "Stating that the heir to the throne will be a son of mine and Arya's
blood, and if for some reason she only bares a daughter then said daughter will
inherit thus assuring an heir with half Stark blood to occupy the throne." He
finished, handing the decree to Ned.
Ned looked over the decree before speaking. "This could work, if they left
religion out of the decision to accept this whole arrangement.'' He said with a
pause looking to Arya. "You do know most people think this is a sin right?" He
asked Arya.
"So is going to whore houses but you don't see any of these Lords refrain from
using them." Arya answered, seeing her fathers eyes point towards the floor in
knowing she was right.
"You're going to do this with my approval or not aren't you?" Ned asked
defeatedly, to which Arya responded with a simple yes. "Then once the wedding
and coronation is done I will take this decree and show it to the northern
Houses and try my best to get them to stay with the deal." He said, folding the
decree and slipping it in his shirt pocket.
"Thank you." Arya said walking over the her father and hugging him.
"Gods Arya I hope you two are ready for the dark times that will undoubtedly
come." He said with worry.
"The three of us are." Arya answered, correcting him and referring to the third
member of the marriage.
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                                     Aegon
After the conversation with Ned, Aegon along with Tyrion, Arya and Dany walked
through the poorest section of Kings Landing as the Kingsguard surrounded to
protect them, the smell awful and the people angry. Various adult citizens
screaming at them, some begging for help. The children though even hungry were
more innocent, some looking confused some watching them with awe. Seeing how
deathly skinny and sick the people were really effected Aegon, he didn't
understand how in such a big city filled with wealth that there were fellow
citizens who couldn't even get a meal, it made him angry that this had been
ignored for so long. The four of them walking up onto the raised platform
people started to gather around, the screaming getting even louder.
"I hope you're right about this." Tyrion said to Aegon in worry.
"Can you all please quiet down?" Aegon asked the crowd in a loud tone which was
ignored as the crowds screams continued. "Everyone quiet!" Aegon yelled as hard
as he could bringing crowd to silence. "I've got to say seeing you people today
brings me great sadness, none of you should have to live under the conditions
you have been..."
"He doesn't care, his father did nothing to help us and he won't either!" A
voice from the crowd yelled sending some of them into a small scream.
"I do care and I am doing something!" Aegon yelled, bringing the crowd back to
silence. "All of you have been mistreated, especially during my father's reign
but all of that is going to change. While the nobles spend their money on
exotic furs and high priced whores your children starve, even the septs who
follow the seven indulge in these things all the while taking the taxpayers
money and telling you to wait for the gods to fix it!" Aegon said with rage,
looking over the wide eyed crowd who'd never heard in their lives the Kings
talk disparagingly about the faith.
"All of the corruption and greed end today, from this point forward I will not
let a single citizen of Kings Landing go hungry again during my reign and all I
ask of you in return is to stand with me and our two Queens." Aegon said as
Arya and Dany took a step forward, eliciting murmurs from the crowd. "For the
first time in history we will be having the coronation and wedding outside the
Red Keep tomorrow for all of the public to attend, we believe no matter what
house you hail from or if your a bastard that every citizen should have the
right to attend such an event. And last but not least I told you I would end
the hunger and that's exactly what we've done." Aegon announced signaling the
servants to bring the many barrels of food forward and open them up, causing
the crowd to rush towards it. "There is enough for everyone I can promise you
and there will be more everyday from now on." He said as the people desperately
grabbed bread and fruits from the barrels.
Once the crowd started to calm down Aegon, Tyrion, Arya and Dany made their way
back to the carriage the people that once were screaming at them were now
thanking them, mothers with tears of joy in their eyes now that they knew their
children could eat. All of it touched Aegon deeply, to him this was what made
being King so great.
As the four of them got back into the carriage and shut the door, Aegon saw
Tyrion, Dany and Arya wearing a smile, most likely still riding the high of the
moment they had just been apart of.
"Those people, they loved us." Dany said, the first to speak.
"You hear the rumors and picture it but... they are in much worse shape than I
had imagined." Tyrion said, his expression changing to a sad one.
"They were so skinny, and the children..." Arya spoke with almost a whisper.
"I won't let them suffer anymore, I'll raise the noble's taxes fifty percent if
I have to." Aegon stated sternly.
"You know I was really skeptical about this plan before but now, I think it
worked, I think we have our base support." Tyrion said with a smile.
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                                     Arya
It was the day of the wedding and coronation as Arya's handmaiden got her ready
for the event. Arya found herself even more nervous about this wedding than the
last, not knowing what could happen during said event, especially with the
whole thing taking place outside of the Red Keep.
Suddenly a knock sounded on her bedchamber door, Arya telling her handmaiden to
answer it to which reviled her mother Catelyn. "Arya may we talk?" Her mother
asked from the doorway.
Agreeing Arya sent her handmaiden away for the two to have privacy. Robb and
her mother had been trying to talk to her before but Arya ignored them,
thankfully her father told them to leave her alone but it seemed her mother was
ignoring the order from her father. Arya knew her mother and brother would try
to talk her out of the marriage, say it was immoral so Arya saw talking with
them at this point would just be a waste of time.
Once they sat at the small table in the room Catelyn broke the silence. "Arya
you can't go through with this, don't you understand polygamy is a sin. Don't
you care about your immoral soul?" Catelyn pleaded.
"Mother I love you and I'm glad you care for my well being but this is
something I want to do and I will no matter what you or anyone else says." Arya
said, getting up from the table and going to check herself in the mirror.
"Arya you will be damned by the gods!" Catelyn said, her voice much louder than
before.
"You know yesterday I visited the poorest section of King's Landing, I saw
children that looked as if they were nothing but skin and bone. And do you know
what I thinking the whole visit?" Arya asked, her mother not responding. "I
thought where are these gods, do they exist? And if they do, do they only love
the rich and noble, the ones who only wear the finest clothing?"
"Arya just because people suffer..." Catelyn started.
"Mother you can either accept my decisions and be apart of my life or not. It's
your choice but right now I have a wedding to get ready for so if you could
show yourself out." Arya said with a dismissive tone, her mother leaving the
room without a word in defeat.
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                                     Aegon
Aegon sat at the desk of the King's study watching a very fat man known as the
High Septon dressed in silk robes and wearing a tall crystal crown walk into
the room, the man noticeably angry. Aegon could have held off the conversation
he had to have with the man for another time but Aegon thought what better time
than the day of the coronation, the day that would send a message to the known
world that a new day had come and things were going to be changing.
"High Septon." Aegon greeted simply.
"Your Grace." The fat man greeted back in an ugly tone.
"Go on with it then, get it out of your system." Aegon said with a smile,
knowing the complaints and demands the man was to throw his way.
The Septon looked at Aegon with a hatred before starting. "I have heard of your
disparaging comments on the septs and of your plans to practice polygamy. I am
here to inform you that the seven will not recognize you as King and that your
soul will be damned unless you repent and abandon your plans of a polygamous
marriage." He said with a tone of superiority.
Aegon couldn't help but chuckle at the man, the hypocrisy of this supposed holy
man. "Let me guess the gods told you this? You know what don't answer that
because I don't give a fuck." Aegon spat, making the fat man's eyes go big.
"You come in here with your silk robes and crown demanding that I follow some
bull shit rules all the while you people who are suppose to be the charitable
faith sat on your asses and collected taxpayers money to buy fancy furniture
and clothing while the city starved."
"How dare you talk about our great septons and septas like that!" The man said
with outrage.
"How dare I? How dare you, you fat fuck. You and your whole religion is a con,
you're lucky I don't outlaw the whole damned thing but I tell you what I am
going to do." Aegon said getting up from his seat and walking over to the man.
"I will be cutting all funding to the faith and use the money to feed the
poorest sections of this city, also the faith and It's septons and septas will
start paying taxes like everyone else."
The High Septon's face was red with anger. "You can't do this, you won't get
away with this!" He yelled.
"Watch me fat man." Aegon replied with a smirk.
"I will gather all the nobles...!" The man screamed.
"Take him away." Aegon ordered the guards.
"There will be protesters...!" The man yelled as two guards grabbed the mans
arms and dragged him out of the room.
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                                   Daenerys
Dany stood on the platform outside the Red Keep beside Aegon and on his other
side stood Arya as Maester Pycelle said a string of formal words, making the
marriage more of reality the further he went. Looking out at the sea of people
who watched, Dany was amazed by how there could be so many people but still be
so silent. As Pycelle's words stopped Aegon proceeded to lightly kiss Arya and
then turn to Dany and do the same, she could hear the gasps mixed with claps,
making the feeling of the moment very unusual.
"Sinners!" A man shouted from the crowd, Dany trying to find the source of the
word in the crowd.
Suddenly a couple of more people shouted the same word, Dany now seeing it was
a group of evangelicals. The crowd then started moving towards the
evangelicals, much to the surprise to everyone the sea of people started to
push the protesters to the back of the crowd, eventually sending them so far
that they could no longer be heard. Looking over to Aegon she saw a smile grace
his face causing one to appear on her's, the plan hadn't only cause the poor to
accept the marriage but defend it.
Pycelle cleared his throat to get everyone's attention. "Now for the
coronation." He said as he took the gold King's crown from his assistant and
held it out for Arya and Dany to take, both woman simultaneously taking the
crown and gently placing it onto Aegon's head. Pycelle then handed a Queen's
crown to Aegon so he could place it on Arya's head and then he repeated the
same with Dany as he gave her a warm smile, a feeling of happiness spreading
through her as she realized they were now officially married. Dany was truly
happy to share Aegon with Arya but she was hurt by her comments about the ten
sons from days ago, she understood Arya was just upset and probably didn't mean
to hurt her but it did and it also saddened her that her and Aegon's son
couldn't be the one to inherit but at the end of the day it was a royal decree
and she had seen first hand how unreliable those can be.
Once the ceremony was done the three of them sat at the main table in the Great
Hall for the feast, everybody seemed to act normally as they consumed their
food and wine. Various people even offered them a congratulations and gifts,
Dany hoped that some actually meant it instead of just doing it out of fear.
Stirring her from her thoughts Lady Baratheon walked up to their table wearing
a kind smile. "Your Grace I just wanted to say congratulations. I won't lie it
is unordinary to me but if the three of you are happy then that's all that
matters." Lyanna said with sincerity.
"Thank you aunt Lyanna." Arya responded.
"That's very kind of you Lady Baratheon." Dany complemented.
"Much kinder than most have been, your words are much appreciated Lady
Baratheon." Aegon said with a smile.
Suddenly they heard a sound of heavy breathing coming from behind Lyanna,
peering over Dany saw a fat man with long black hair and beard carrying a big
chest, the man looked as if he were about to drop the thing. "Oh I'm so sorry I
didn't notice you waiting behind me." Lyanna apologized to the man before
saying her goodbyes and leaving.
"Are you ok?" Aegon asked as the fat man sat the chest on the ground and tried
to catch his breath.
"Yes your Grace, just out of shape is all." The man said with a jovial laugh
before continuing. "I am Illyrio Mopatis and I would like to congratulate you
and say it has been an honor to attend these historic events. I have long been
an admirer of Targaryen history and never in my life had I thought I would see
a Targaryen embrace their name the way you have your Grace so I would like to
give you something I have treasured for many years." The man said as he unclasp
the chest and opened it to reveal three dragons eggs. One having a dark green
color, the other pale cream and the last one being black. The eggs immediately
caught Dany's eyes on first glance, the colors so captivating that she found it
hard to stop looking at them.
"Wow, where did you find these?" Aegon asked in a breathless awe.
"The Shadow Lands beyond Asshai. They're fossils now of course but are
extremely rare to find as you most likely know." Illyrio explained.
"Can I?" Dany asked the man, pointing at the eggs.
"My Queen they belong to the three of you now, you may do as you please with
them." He answered.
Dany picked up the large cream colored egg feeling the weight and the texture
of it, she and Aegon used to talk to no end of what it might feel like to hold
a dragon egg and now she was. Soon after Dany Aegon grabbed the black one and
motioned for Arya to take the green one, the both of them inspecting it with
similar fascination.
"When I heard the news that we would have a King and two queens I was beyond
excited, I had to pull a lot of strings to get myself in here for the feast but
I just had to meet the three of you and to now see the dragons eggs in your
hands, it brings me great happiness." Illyrio said with a big smile.
"Are you a citizen of King's Landing?" Aegon asked with curiosity.
"Im actually originally from the free city of Pentos but I moved here about a
year ago, I couldn't take the unchecked immoral acts that infest that place."
He explained with a disgusted look on his face.
"Well we are thankful for this gift and it will be treasured for the years to
come, I will make sure to invite you to any events that we have in the future."
Aegon said with a warm smile.
"It's truly an honor your Grace, may your reign be a long and successful one."
Illyrio said kindly before leaving them inspecting the eggs.
"These have to be over a hundred years old." Arya said as she slowly rotated
the egg in her hands.
"At least. Amazing aren't they?" Aegon said.
"Beautiful." Dany answered simply, still in awe as she stared at the egg.
***** Chapter 12 *****
Chapter Notes
     Ok there is a line from the last chapter that has Dany saying "How
     unreliable royal decrees can be.", I just want you guys to know that
     line does not mean she's plotting to put her child on the throne but
     it was more of an observation even though Dany really would rather
     her kid on the throne.
     So with that out of the way enjoy!
                                     Aegon
"Well this is it." Aegon said as he and Arya stepped into the royal bedchamber
after just leaving the feast, Aegon felt his nerves go mad as the realization
that they were about to consummate the marriage was just now really hitting
him. Aegon and Arya had never seen each other nude, they weren't used to each
others bodies like he and Dany were and that's what made him more nervous than
ever. The three had decided to stick with the wedding plans they had before, he
and Arya would consummate first and then Dany the next night after the second
feast which was planned to try and make things equal.
"And here I thought my bedchamber was big." Arya said as she took in the large
room with it's luxurious decor, removing her Queens crown and setting it on a
nearby table.
"Yeah, much nicer than even my old bedchamber." Aegon said removing his crown
and setting it on the same table, taking a look at the room that to him still
felt like his grandfather's even though his father had occupied it for a short
time.
Arya turned to face him and took his hand in his and gave him one of her pretty
smiles. "So..." she drew out with a mischievous grin.
"So." He replied with a smile, placing his palm on her cheek as he brought her
closer to him and kissed her. The kiss starting slow but soon ramped up in
speed and passion as they moved towards the bed, both managing to get on the
bed without breaking the kiss as Aegon moved on top of her. Aegon fumbled about
getting his boots off while Arya's slippers easily came off, Aegon's
nervousness at this point was completely replaced with lust as he broke the
kiss for a second to remove his shirt. Soon Arya was struggling to take off her
gown which Aegon noticed and quickly removed it for her, after the gown was off
Arya then started to tug on Aegon's pants to which he removed quickly, his cock
now free as he was fully nude. When he looked back to Arya he saw her staring
directly at his cock, that moment bringing him back to the reality of neither
one of them knowing each others body.
Right before Aegon was about to say something Arya lightly gripped his cock, a
small pleasurable feeling shooting through his body from the simple touch.
"It's so hard, and warm." Arya said with an almost dazed expression, her eyes
making contact with his as her hand moved down his shaft. The moment reminding
him of the first time Dany gave him a handjob, he loved both woman so much, he
used to think it not possible to care for someone else as deeply as he did for
Dany but he did for Arya. He wanted to give the world and more to both women
and if he had to fight in countless wars for them he would.
Aegon resumed kissing her. "I love you Arya, my beautiful Queen." He said as he
placed kisses on her neck, Arya removing her hand from him and moving up a bit
to take her top undergarment off and reveal her breast to him. Aegon looked
down upon her, taking in a new part of her beauty that had been hidden from
him. As he gently ran his finger tips over her breast he determined that Arya
was about the same size as Dany but the shape was somewhat different along with
the nipples. Resuming his kisses on her neck he started massaging her breast,
teasing the nipples and eliciting quiet moans from her. Aegon then slowly moved
his kisses to her breast which caused Arya to tense up at first but relax as he
started his work on her, a need to see more of her prompted Aegon to move from
her breast and place his hands on her waist, slowly pulling her undergarments
down her legs. He saw the nervousness in Arya's eyes as he uncovered the most
intimate place on her body, unveiling even more of her beauty. Aegon lovingly
looked over her now fully nude body his lust rising to an almost uncontrollable
height, he found himself wanting to just immediately taste her sex but he
couldn't just do so without easing her into it, he had to remember this was all
new to her and he had to go slow.
Aegon moved atop of her and brought her into a passionate kiss, the feeling of
their naked bodies touching heightening his arousal. "You look beautiful Arya."
He said as he broke away from her lips and started to slowly kiss down her
body.
Just as his kisses passed her belly button her words halted him. "Wait what are
you doing?" She asked nervously.
"I want to taste you my love." He said lightly kissing around her stomach, her
eyes wide from his answer.
"I really don't think that's a good idea." She responded.
Aegon crawled up the bed and kissed her on the lips slowly for a couple of
seconds before breaking away. "Do you trust me?" He asked her as he snaked his
hand down to her sex, seeing her eyes go wide and her body tense up.
"I do but..." She tried to answer before being cut off by his hand gently
massaging her sex.
"Let me make you feel good, let me please my Queen." He whispered in her ear
before placing light kisses on her ear, her breaths getting heavier and her
body arching towards his hand. Looking back into her eyes Arya gave a hesitant
nod, giving into his request. Aegon again made his way down her body with
kisses but this time he was using his hand on her which made the experience
even better, he noticed that Arya was less still when pleasured which intrigued
Aegon because he wasn't expecting such a reaction from just using his hand on
her.
Once Aegon was down by her sex he approached her much the same way with Dany,
kissing on her inner thighs until he was at the center of her sex but this time
his lover watched him with a look mixed of nervousness instead of just arousal.
As he put his mouth on her he got his first taste of her which he decided was
different from Dany but not worse nor better, her taste and smell turned him on
the same way.
"Gods this feels really good." She said as ran her fingers through his hair.
Aegon taking it as encouragement moved his mouth to her nub and slowly pushed a
finger inside her causing her to tense up for a moment then relax. Aegon worked
his mouth and finger on her as her moans got louder and louder, her sounds
encouraging him to pick up the speed. Suddenly Arya gripped the back of his
head. "Fuck!" She yelled in a cracked voice, her body trembling and her sex
contracting around his finger.
When her grip finally loosened on his head Aegon removed his mouth and finger
from her and looked at her in awe. "You just..." He tried to ask.
Arya nodded her head, eyes closed and trying to catch her breath. "Did I do
something wrong?" She asked, her glazed eyes opening with worry in them.
Aegon couldn't believe what had just happened, how quickly she had came. He
thought she must have came at least twice as fast as Dany, and the way she
orgasmed turned him on so much. Aegon rarely heard her say the word fuck and he
had elicited it from her, it made him feel good that he could do that to her.
Aegon kissed up her body. "You and I are going to have so much fun." He said
with a mischievous grin.
"Where did you learn to do that?" Arya asked as he was face to face with her.
"Books, they're not just for history you know." He said with a smile giving her
a light kiss.
"You're ok with putting your mouth there?" Arya asked with curiosity.
"Of course I am, you taste lovely by the way." He answered kissing her neck,
rubbing the head of his cock against her sex. "I need you Arya." He said with a
tone of want, his arousal not letting him prolong the moment anymore.
"I love you Aegon." She said cupping his face before kissing him.
"I love you too." He said staring deeply into her grey eyes before Arya nodded
for him to go ahead.
Aegon started to slowly push his cock inside her, surprisingly Arya told him he
didn't have to go as slow so he went just a tad faster. He could see it was a
bit uncomfortable for her but he guessed she just wanted to move through the
pain so he kissed on her and tried his best to make her more comfortable. Once
he was all the way in he kept still enjoying the feeling of her tight warm
walls surround him, struggling with his want to just jump straight to it and
start fucking her at full speed. "You feel so good." He said resting his head
against hers.
"You can start moving if you want." Arya said, her body seeming more relaxed as
she placed a kiss on the corner of his mouth.
Aegon nodded and started to move in and out of her, thanking the gods that she
didn't make him wait longer. Soon the two of them found a rhythm as Arya
started to push up and forward against him, her moans getting louder as their
movements got faster. Aegon didn't know if it was because he was new to Arya or
what but he felt like he had way less control over his mind with her, he found
himself mesmerized by her moans, her facial expressions, the way her tits moved
as they fucked. Arya yelped as her body trembled from her second climax of the
night, Aegon not stopping as he expected her to come early.
"I fucking love making you come." He said in a husky voice without thinking
after she had came down from her climax, his mind completely lost. To his
surprise Arya seemed to get even more excited as she started to buck up against
him with more force, back at it even though she had just came. Moments later
Aegon found himself close to his climax as he pounded into her with no other
thoughts in his mind but the woman he was with.
Arya moans got louder and louder and then for the third time that night came.
"Ugh...Gods!" She yelped in that cracked voice, her body trembling and her
walls contracting around his cock sending Aegon over the edge as her climax set
his own off. Aegon felt the extreme pleasure course through him as torrents of
his seed shot into her.
"Fuck." Aegon said in exhaustion as he rolled off of her, both of them soaked
in sweat breathing heavily. He honestly didn't think it would be that good, he
thought it would take some time to learn her body but that was not the case. It
took some practice with him and Dany in the early days when they would fool
around but with Arya her body was so sensitive it made all of her likes more
apparent and straightforward.
"I think I've just found my new favorite thing to do." Arya said with a heavy
breath making Aegon laugh tiredly as she snuggled up against him, resting her
head on his chest.
Aegon closed his eyes and rubbed his head, trying to regain his senses. "I
don't think words can describe how good that was." He said as he wrapped his
arm around her and caressed her.
"Yeah, Im glad this moment was ours. I know you told me you and Dany fooled
around growing up and I'm fine with that but I'm happy we could experience this
for the first time together." She said with a warm smile, her words hitting
Aegon with a sudden wall of guilt. When he slept with Dany at the time he
didn't feel any regret, he was upset over his father's death and it just felt
natural for him and Dany to experience sex for the first time together like
everything thing else but now he saw that was very wrong headed. It wasn't just
him and Dany anymore, Arya was now with them and he now regretted not taking
that decision to lay with Dany more seriously or thinking of the consequences
of now having this secret that was being kept from Arya and what that would do
to their relationship.
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                                     Arya
Arya awoke the next morning the same way she feel asleep, her arms wrapped
around Aegon and her naked body resting against his. The feeling of his skin
against hers reminding her that the amazing night they had wasn't some dream,
the way his touches felt like pleasurable sparks or the way he made her feel so
full and complete as he moved his cock in and out of her at a perfect rhythm.
The whole thing felt like a mixture of pure love and an animalistic need that
created a fiery passion which reached heights she didn't think possible.
As she looked over his body she immediately noticed his cock hard and standing
straight up, looking at his face she found him sound asleep. She thought it
curious that it could get that way even in his sleep but she wasn't going to
complain as she found his pretty cock quite appealing even though she was
slightly sore form the night before. Staring at it and thinking of said night
before was making her very aroused and causing her to want that feeling again,
to have him inside her and filling her up. Realizing he was her husband and and
that he most likely wouldn't mind waking up inside her Arya slowly moved out of
his arm and threw one leg over his body, making sure to be as quiet as
possible, the probable hilarity of his surprised face when he woke enticing her
to move slow and quietly. Positioning herself over his cock she lightly took
hold of it and aimed it at her sex, a groan escaping from her as she lowered
herself down onto him, his cock filling her slowly inch by inch.
Moving up and down on him slowly was really starting to build her arousal up,
causing her movement to speed up. Aegon's head moved and his eyes started to
move under his closed lids, signaling he was waking. "What?..." Aegon said
slowly opening his eyes, his eyes snapping open once he realized what was
happing. Arya was surprised it took him that long to wake up.
"Good morning." She said with a giggle, leaning down to give him a quick peck
on the lips as she still rode him.
"You couldn't have woke me first?" He asked with a groggy smile.
"Where's the fun in that?" She asked back with a smirk.
"True." He said, his eyes running up and down her body before he snaked his
hands behind her and gripped her ass cheeks, using them to pull her down harder
on his cock, the move making Arya even more turned on.
A half hour later the two of them lay drenched in sweat from the two fuck
sessions that had just finished, both of them physically exhausted. "We're
going to kill each other." Arya said in a heavy breath.
"It'd be a wonderful way to die." Aegon added eliciting a laugh from her.
"I need a bath." Arya said, craving the feeling of warm water surrounding her
body.
Aegon sat up and started to throw his robe on. "I'll tell the servant to draw
one up for us." He said slowly making his way to the door.
"Moon tea also." Arya added.
Aegon stoped and turned around to face her. "Arya don't you think we need to
work on an heir?" He asked, his face in a slight frown.
"Yes and we will just not right now, I mean we just got married." Arya
explained, not seeing the need to rush. Especially since Aegon had a Braavosi
Water Dancer on the way to King's Landing to train her and she couldn't very
well do that pregnant.
"Look I know sent for that Braavosi swordsman but that was before I knew only
you could have my heir." Aegon replied taking some steps back towards the bed.
Arya sighed in exhaustion and frustration. "None of that changes anything, what
does it matter if we wait a month or a year to have a child."
"A year!" Aegon replied wide eyed.
"Obviously I don't have a specific date in mind, can we just talk about this
later please? I'm really craving that bath." She said with a pretty smile,
trying to ease his worry.
Aegon let out a huff of breath as he looked her in the eyes, a slight soft
smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "Fine, later." He said turning and
walking towards the door of the bedchamber.
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                                   Daenerys
Dany sat at breakfast with Cersei and Tryion as Arya and Aegon arrived later
than usual for what were probably obvious reasons. And she was glad that the
consummation seemingly went well for the two, she didn't know how she would
feel about Aegon sleeping with another woman once it actually happened but it
turned out that she was happy for the two, she was a bit worried when the two
left the feast looking as nervous as they did.
"I am starving." Aegon said before taking a mouthful of eggs, Arya already
eating at a faster pace than usual.
"That's right nephew, get your strength up for night two." Tyrion said with a
smirk, glancing between Aegon and Dany.
"Must you always be so foul mouthed?" Cersei scolded her brother.
"It's just a joke, can't I have fun? We're all family and adults here." Tyrion
responded with his over the top fake innocent plea.
"So any news I need to be informed of ahead of the small council meeting?"
Aegon asked as he took a sip from his goblet.
"Well as you know the poor of the city are very happy, we have received
hundreds of letters already thanking you and the Queens but we have a big
problem with the rich and the faith." Tyrion said seriously.
"We expected this, what are they doing?" Aegon asked.
"Well the noble houses are claiming they won't pay any taxes if you tax the
Faith of the Seven, the High Septon is making good on his threats." Tryrion
answered. Dany absolutely despised the faith, if it were up to her she'd have
the septs and septas heads on spikes already.
Aegon chucked. "We'll see if the nobles keep to the faith when the crown seizes
all their property and their asses are out on the street." He said with a
smirk. Dany felt a stir of arousal watching Aegon talk of using his power,
being King suited Aegon nicely. She knew he had furry in him that sat buried
inside, the dragon in him showing just a bit of itself in moments like this.
"Pretty harsh threat, throwing families from their homes. Most of them have
children." Tyrion said in a very formal and straight way.
"If they don't pay the taxes their throwing themselves out and what about the
thousands of children that were starving because of their greed? As I said we
will see how much they love the faith when it really comes down to it." Aegon
said sternly.
"I don't think I can see children being thrown from their homes." Arya said
with a frown.
"They won't, the nobles will pay and if they don't then too bad, people have to
eat. I'm not letting those people go hungry again." Aegon reiterated.
Dany was proud Aegon stood his ground, she couldn't wait till later that night
where she could be in his embrace once again, feeling his kisses and touch. She
looked forward to laying with him without the grief of Rhaegar's death looming
over them.
"It's all politically ignorant if you ask me, several of the noble houses are
bound to rebel." Cersei said in condescending tone. Ever since the announcement
of the polygamous marriage Dany had not been particularly getting along with
Cersei, on the day she found out Cersei actually asked Dany to back out of the
marriage, saying that if she cared about the dynasty and family that she would
do it and when Dany refused Cersei called her and Aegon selfish. The whole
thing really put a wedge in her and Cersei's relationship which up to this
point had been a mother-daughter one.
"You don't think we know that mother? And besides no one asked you." Aegon spat
back with his own condescension.
"Dear sister we really do know of the risk." Tryion added, trying to defuse the
situation.
"Then you should be advising him to not tax the faith or the nobles." Cersei
snapped to Tyrion and then looked to Aegon. "It's all about you two isn't it?"
She said pointing to Dany and Aegon. "You act like you care for the people but
only when it benefits you, have you even thought about all the people that will
die when a war gets started because of this."
"Cersei..." Tyrion said in a plea for her to stop.
"You know I wanted the two of you to be together, I did but not if it meant
putting this family at risk and somehow you two have manipulated Arya into
going along with all of it. Your father is spinning in his grave." Cersei
ranted, her face turning red.
Aegon quickly stood from his seat. "Shut your mouth! I will not let you spew
this traitorous talk towards me nor my Queens." He yelled with anger, visibly
upset from his mothers words.
"I am you your mother, you can't speak to me that way." Cersei said as Aegon
had never screamed at his mother in such a way before.
"He is your King, he will speak to you as he likes." Dany chimed in coldly.
Cersei looked at Dany with an anger in her eyes before turning them to Aegon
and taking a big gulp of wine. "I'm going for a walk." She said bitterly before
walking out of the dining room, obviously wanting to say more but holding her
tongue.
Tryion cleared his throat. "We should talk about the points we want to bring up
at the meeting today." He said, moving the subject away from the scene that
just took place. The four of them going into conversation of political
planning.
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                                     Arya
As Arya sat with her husband and Dany at the second feast she looked over the
section her family sat at, they seemed to be just going through the motions of
the feast. If she had to guess they probably wished to be done with this and
back at Winterfell, except for her father who was a bit more supportive. She
really hoped one day her family would accept the situation and be happy for her
but if they didn't then she would just move on, she had Aegon and Dany, they
were her family now and the three of them would have children and add onto that
family for the years to come. Her eyes left her Stark family and scanned the
room until they fell on the table of Lannisters that contained Lord Jamie and
his family, Myrcella seemed like a sweet girl to her but Arya did not like
Joffrey. Something about him just rubbed Arya the wrong way and his smirk
towards Rhaegar before his death still bothered her, she honestly didn't know
if she should tell Aegon about it or not because the minute you make an
accusation like that people start calling for heads and Arya didn't want to put
someone's life in danger over a smirk, especially one that was technically
family.
"Looking for threats love?" Aegon said teasingly, lightly squeezing her hand he
was already holding.
"Just looking at our various family relations, how well do you know the
Lannister side of your family?" Arya asked in a curious way.
"I know my grandfather Tywin very well but as far as the rest not so much,
uncle Jamie visited for a awhile when I was child. Joffrey and Myrcella were so
much younger than us we didn't really get to know them but that's all about to
change since I asked uncle Jamie to start training me." He answered.
"What?" Arya asked, not hearing anything about it before.
"Yeah I spoke with him earlier and he agreed to stay in Kings Landing to train
me in swordplay, he said he really isn't needed in Casterly Rock anymore since
grandfather is there now." Aegon explained.
Arya did not know what to think of that news, on one hand if Joffrey turned out
to be an honorable young man then they had nothing to worry about but if he had
anything to do with Rhaegar's death then him being in King's Landing was not a
good thing at all.
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                                      Ned
Ned Stark looked at the main table where his daughter the Queen sat with the
King and the other Queen, the King leaning towards Arya as they talked low and
stayed close, every now and then he would lean towards Queen Daenerys and do
the same thing. Ned at first thought the young King conned him into believing
he was an honorable man but the more he looked at him he realized King Aegon
was a man who let himself be controlled too much by women. His daughter along
with Queen Daenerys had a lot of control over the fate of Westeros, he didn't
know if others could see that yet but all he could hope for was that his
daughter would help the King make the right decisions for he didn't know much
of what kind of person Queen Daenerys was. He could see she was very much
attached and possessive of the King but other than that he couldn't tell
anything else from the girl's personality.
"Lord and Lady Stark." Littlefinger said, bringing Ned from his thoughts.
"Hello Petyr." Catelyn said kindly.
"Petyr." Ned greeted simply. He did not like Littlefinger at all, the looks he
gave his wife made Ned want to punch the man which was something Ned very
rarely wanted to do to another man.
"I must admit my intentions are not just for a passing greeting, Lord Stark I
have somethings I think you would very much like to know about if we can talk
in private." Littlefinger said with a very serious tone that sparked Ned's
curiosity and prompting him to follow Littlefinger down the dark hallways to
his study.
As Littlefinger sat in his chair behind the desk Ned took the opposite seat
very curious as to what Littlefinger had to say. "Lord Stark I thought I would
inform you of a less than loyal house in the north." Littlefinger said with a
pause pulling out a letter from his desk and handing it to Ned, telling him to
read it.
Ned looked over the letter and saw it was from Roose Bolton saying he was going
to gather other houses and rebel against the Starks for his place as Warden of
the North and continue on with the planned secession. "This is hardly
surprising Petyr." Ned said as he handed the letter back.
Littlefinger nodded. "Yes but what about this one." He said handing Ned another
letter, one that dated after the announcement of the polygamous marriage.
Ned read the letter very slowly as his eyes drew wider and wider as he read on.
The letter stated that after the marriage announcement Roose had garnered
support from a very sizable chuck of the north and he could potentially have
half the north as most of the houses want to wait for the meeting they were to
have when Ned got back. The letter seemed very open to Ned and that was when he
realized Littlefinger was much closer to Roose than he could've guessed. "What
are you his best friend, is that why you have these letters and if you are then
why show them to me?" Ned asked, looking at the man with a suspicious eye.
"He stupidly thinks I'm his friend, I'm honestly surprised he believed me as
it's public knowledge how good of friends I am with Lady Stark." He said with a
smirk.
"How does this help me Petyr? I would have found all of this out when I got
back to Winterfell." Ned asked.
"True but seeing as I have a special correspondence with Roose I thought I
could be of some great help in the future if he there were to be some trouble."
Littlefinger explained.
"And your doing this for what? Because you were childhood friends with my
wife?" Ned asked with disbelief.
"Yes that but I also have a duty to the King and Roose becoming Warden of the
north is not good for the crown." Littlefinger responded, it all now making
some sense to Ned.
"Well thank you for the information Petyr, you're doing House Stark well." Ned
said shaking the mans hand, still not fully trusting him.
"My pleasure." Littlefinger said with a smirk.
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                                     Aegon
Aegon and Dany lay on the bed in the King's bedchamber naked as they kissed
passionately and roamed their hands over each others bodies. "I've missed you."
Aegon said with arousal as he kissed down her body and started kissing on her
sex. This night with Dany was much different than before, more fun he thought.
As he enjoy the taste and worked on Dany he couldn't help but think how lucky
he was to have these two woman, both different but beautiful just the same. He
was worried he be too worn out for Dany after his earlier time with Arya but
when Dany dropped her gown he knew it wasn't going to be a problem. Moments
later using his mouth and finger on her Dany finally reached climax, it took
longer than Arya but he didn't mind, if anything he saw it as a game. Kissing
his way up her body he came face to face with her and looked her in the eyes,
he could swear he felt her love through them. That was something he and Dany
had exclusively, years and years of knowing each other and the closeness that
came with those years. "You are so beautiful." He said dreamily as he stared
into her eyes, stroking a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"You know me and you, we're something special. I doubt any other King or Queen
were as close as you and I are. I would do anything for you my handsome King,
any mistake you ever make I'll be right by your side no matter what, the way
it's supposed to be." Dany spoke with truth, her knowing he felt exactly the
same.
"I love you so much my Queen." He said as he kissed her before slipping his
cock inside her. Feeling the tight warmth sending pleasure throughout his body.
The pace of their movements started to quicken over time as Dany's moans got
louder the longer they went, Aegon felt his climax was further off than the
last time he was with her, he figured all of the fucking he and Arya did helped
it.
Moments later as he was nearing his orgasm he felt Dany's arms tighten around
him and her walls start milking his cock her climax setting his own off, his
mind going blank from the pleasure as he shot his seed into her.
Rolling off her Aegon and Dany both took large huffs of air trying to regain
their breath, after a few minutes Dany snuggled up against him as he wrapped an
arm around her. "I can't wait till we have our baby, a beautiful dragon of our
own. And you and Arya's child, the three of us are going to have such a
beautiful family." Dany said with a smile.
Aegon was happy to hear that she thought of their family as all together
instead of separate to each mother but then he thought of how he couldn't even
get Arya to bear his child. "Yeah hopefully at some point we can have that." He
replied.
"Some point? Aegon I'm pretty sure Arya and I will be pregnant every soon."
Dany said, confused at his words.
"Arya's taking moon tea, she wants to train before having a child." Aegon
explained, immediately thinking maybe he should've kept it between him and Arya
but it was so easy to talk with Dany and she would find out at some point
anyway he thought.
"What? You can't let her do that, you need an heir!" Dany exclaimed with shock.
Aegon shook his head. "What am I suppose to do force her?"
"Yes!" She answered.
Aegon scoffed. "Get off of it I'm not going to do that, we're just going to
have to wait."
"How long? You know how important it is to have an heir." She asked with worry.
"I don't know but promise me that you won't say anything to her?" He asked her
seriously.
"I won't but I do think you need to try and convince her how important this."
She replied causing Aegon to relax a little.
"Thats all I can do but for now I want to make love to my Queen again." He
said, kissing her all over her neck and sending her into a giggle.
 
***** Chapter 13 *****
 
                                      Ned
Ned Stark sat in the Winterfell Great Hall with all the lords of the northern
houses who at the moment seemed to be impatient and wanting some answers and
Ned truly didn't feel like dealing with any of it, it had been a months trip
from King's Landing back to Winterfell and the lords seemed to not care for
Ned's rest from the trip. All the lords were talking very loudly to each other
and Ned, the whole scene was a chaotic mess where nobody could hear what the
other was saying.
Lord Rickard Karstark stood from his seat, an angry look on his face that
sported a long grey beard that went with his long grey hair. "All of you shut
ya holes!" The man yelled causing the room of lords to go silent. "If we want
answers we need to let Ned speak, go ahead." The man motioned to Ned who took a
deep breath readying himself.
"As you all know there has been quite the change with the Royal marriage, my
daughter now the Queen informed me she made this decision to have a polygamous
marriage along with the King and Queen Daenerys." Ned said, the questions
flooding at him all at once as the chaos came back to the meeting. "One
question at a time!" Ned yelled, the lords going silent. Noticing Lord Jorah
Mormont lift his hand first Ned decided to let him go first. "Yes Lord
Mormont?" Ned said gesturing to the man.
"The first thing we should know is how this impacts the deal, we were promised
to have a northern Queen who will have a Prince that has half Stark blood. How
do we know he won't just put his son from the Targaryen Queen on the throne?"
He asked in a very formal and polite way.
"I'm glad you asked Lord Mormont." Ned said as he took out the royal decree and
handed it to Karstark and had him pass it around the room.
"A royal decree that states a child of King Aegon Targaryen and Queen Arya
Stark will inherit the throne." Jorah said as he eyed the decree before passing
the piece of paper to another. "Well that answers my question." He said leaning
back in his chair seemingly content.
"Question?" Lord Wyman Manderly said with surprise. "To hells with questions, I
have a big problem with this. Unlike you lot I follow the seven and this King
not only sins by taking multiple wives but also has publicly disgraced the
seven and the septs and septas who devote their life to the faith." The
extremely overweight bald man said angrily.
"Many of us here follow the seven Lord Manderly." Rickard added.
"Well it sure doesn't seem like it, we should all be voting to secede, right
now. I know the Queen is your daughter Stark but I don't want the north to have
any part in this King's blasphemous and unblessed reign." Wyman said sternly.
Ned knew he could never tell the lords that the King pretty much put the north
in Arya's hands and would have let the north go peacefully if she had backed
out of the marriage, Ned was an honorable man but not to the extent that he
would just talk of things that now didn't matter in the equation.
"Aegon and Maegor the first took multiple wives, hells we've been letting the
King's marry their sisters for years so why should we go to war now?" Jorah
asked.
"Answer me this, what's stopping him from plucking each highborn girl from all
the noble houses in Westeros? And what's the limit? Thee? Six? Ten?, I'm
surprised he didn't take that other daughter of yours off your hands Stark."
Wyman finished with a wave of his hand.
"Hold your tongue Lord Manderly!" Ned snapped at the lord, putting the
oversized man in his place.
Wyman looked at him with fear. "I apologize, I meant no disrespect Lord Stark,
Im just trying to make a point."
Ned nodded in acceptance. "You must know war is no little thing, do you really
want to send your men to die over this?" He asked, not understanding how with
all the cruel things men do in the know world that Wyman had the biggest
problem with this one harmless thing. Ned understood men had their faith but to
the extent Wyman was showing perplexed him, the crowns relationship to the
faith had nothing to do with any of the northern houses.
"Let's be honest Lord Manderly the ones who run the faith nowadays are not the
same as when we were young lads, it is widely known how corrupt they are."
Rickard spoke up.
"A few bad apples and you expect me to abandon the faith?!" Wyman asked with
outrage.
"I say we vote." Roose Bolton spoke for the first time that meeting. "We vote
right now on if we are to secede." He said, his eyes darting around to each
lord in the room.
"Alright then lets put it to a vote. All in favor of seceding raise your
hands." Ned announced, almost half of the table raised their hands, Wyman and
Roose being among them unsurprisingly along with some houses that didn't
surprise Ned whether it was for religious reasons or out of loyalty to Bolton.
"Now all those not in favor." Ned announced as the other half of the room
raised their hand, Jorah and Rickard among them along with houses Glover,
Forrester, Reed and several others, the vote to not secede winning by one man.
Wyman started cursing under his breath, very displeased with the outcome of the
vote.
"I stand with the Starks and I'll be damned if my boys die for some corrupt
septs." Rickard said with conviction.
"We have voted and we shall not secede." Ned said in a formal tone, inwardly
feeling relief wash through him. He didn't know for sure how that vote would go
but it did worry him that the north was that divided, he would have to keep
close watch of things that were going to play out in the north from here on
out.
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                                     Aegon
It had been a very mixed month for Aegon, on one hand being King was hard.
Everyday Tyrion had some problem that they needed to tackle but tackle and
solve the problem they did and it didn't hurt that Aegon and his Queens had
become overwhelmingly popular with the middle income commoners and the poor
along with the young who now would frequently fly Targaryen flags in the
streets in praise of them. Tyrion said it was because they were young and good
looking and they liked the rebellious nature of their King and Queens. The rich
nobles who had threatened to not pay the taxes in the end did not come through
with their threat as Aegon predicted, he knew in the end money was their gods
and they wouldn't dare part from it nor live on the streets. The highlight of
the month was when Dany informed him she hadn't bled confirming she was
pregnant, Aegon couldn't have been happier to know that a person he and Dany
created was now growing and would soon grace the world with it's presence.
"It's been awhile since we've done this." Tyrion said with a smile as they
walked outside, the moon out and bright as they passed the wine bottle back and
forth.
"With all that's been going on it seems like we never have the time to just
drink and talk about something that isn't about politics." Aegon said before he
took a huge swig from the bottle and handing it to Tyrion.
"Heavy is the crown, and I am the hand that helps you hold it up." Tyrion
quipped. "So how are the good parts of being King? Having two wives as
beautiful as Arya and Dany must alleviate the stress of the day." He asked with
a smirk.
His Queens were the only thing that kept Aegon going during the day, from the
small council meeting to the long hours of training with his uncle Jamie, he
truly felt blessed to have the two of them. "Gods you have no idea." Aegon said
with smile of his own.
Tyrion smirked and raised his eyebrows. "Nephew do tell more but not too much
about Dany if you can. I know she's a sexual being and everything but I still
would rather not hear about it." He said adamantly. Tyrion had always been that
way with Dany, as a young teen anytime Aegon went to Tyrion to tell of his and
Dany's 'explorations' of their bodies he would shush him and say he didn't want
to hear it. Aegon understood Tryrion really saw Dany as a niece and therefore
did not picture her in that way as Tyrion probably felt like somewhat of a
guardian to her and Aegon.
"I'll try but with those two..." Aegon shook his head with a smile. "Ever since
the wedding I've been having sex multiple times a day everyday without so much
as a days break." He finished.
Tyrion laughed. "Who would have thought, my nephew now gets laid more than I
do." He said taking a gulp of wine.
"And Arya?" Aegon said her name with a groan. "Her sex drive matches mine
almost perfectly, sometimes I think it's higher and it's so easy to make her
come."
"Wow, a beauty and great in the sack as well. Your making marriage sound
envious which is not an easy thing to do in my opinion." He said with a
chuckle.
"I swear Tyrion when I'm with Arya I loose my fucking mind, like I have no
control or something." Aegon explained before taking a gulp of wine.
"Best be careful nephew, you don't want to end up wrapped around her finger nor
Dany's. At the end of the day the King has last word." Tyrion said with a
serious tone.
Aegon scoffed. "Nobody's wrapped around anyone's finger, the three of us look
out for each other. We wouldn't manipulate each other for some gain if that's
what you're referring to."
"I'm just telling you to be careful, Aegon the Conqueror's two wives were
sisters and all three grew up together. Arya did not grow up with you and Dany
therefore there may be more problems that you may have to deal with." He added,
Aegon taking his words seriously. "So speaking of Stark woman why are you
keeping Lady Baratheon here? The Starks have gone so I don't really see why you
haven't sent her back home." Tyrion asked.
Ever since he met Arya Aegon thought his thing for Lyanna Baratheon would go
away but he still found Lyanna extremely attractive and he had guiltily thought
of all the sexual things he'd like to do to her when he'd see her at court.
Aegon really didn't like this weakness he had for what seemed to be certain
women, he has two gorgeous wives so he has no reason the look at other women
and he didn't except for Lyanna. "I don't know, I just don't want her around
that fat man, she's too good for him." Aegon said truthfully.
"Be that as it may she's his wife, her place is with him." Tyrion responded.
"Not if I say it isn't." Aegon replied quickly.
Tyrion sighed. "You're smarter than this Aegon, I've already accepted your
decision to have two wives and we are still trying to combat the repercussions
of that decision. You can't keep Lady Baratheon here, we will loose Baratheon
support which we've had for hundreds of years." He explained.
"I know, it's hard not just doing what you want to do. When I fed the poor and
told the faith to go fuck themselves it felt good, it's difficult not to use
force and take what I want when I so easily can." Aegon said in a longing type
way.
"If you want to stay King and alive you'll learn how to control your wants."
Tyrion said, Aegon agreeing with a nod.
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                                     Arya
Arya sat in her bedchambers in front of the mirror as her handmaiden brushed
her hair before bed, she hated these nights where she had to be without Aegon
even though it was only fair. The three of them had decided for now her and
Dany would alternate every other night who got to stay in the royal bedchamber
with Aegon and even though it was just a day it was still tough on Arya, the
sex was a huge part of what she missed but she also just liked falling asleep
and waking up in his arms.
A light knock rang out on the door disturbing her from her thoughts before it
opened to reveal Aegon. "Your grace." The handmaiden said in surprise stopping
brushing her hair to do a curtsy.
"Leave us." Aegon ordered, the handmaiden quickly made her way out of the room
before Aegon shut the door with a smirk on his face.
"Is something wrong?" Arya asked, curious as to why he would be in her
bedchambers so late.
"Nope." He said with a smile as he slowly walked over to the chair she was
sitting on and leaned down and started kissing her bare shoulder that was
exposed for she was wearing a nightgown with thin straps.
"What are you doing?" Arya asked, her body instinctively responding as she bent
her neck to give him better access.
"I want to be with my Queen." He said as he kissed her neck, she could smell
the sweetness of wine coming from his breath now knowing he had been drinking.
"It's Dany's night we can't." Arya said standing up from her seat, causing his
lips to leave her neck and taking a few steps away and turning her back to him.
She could hear his foot steps get closer and closer to her until his arms were
snaking around her waist and his body was pressing against hers. "Arya I want
you, it'll be one and done, then I'll go to Dany." He said resuming his kisses
on her neck, slowly kissing up to her ear. "I know you want it as much as I do,
I know you love it when I fuck your tight little cunt." He whispered in her
ear, sending a warmth of arousal through her body. The dirty talk was something
they did very often, it added just a little something extra to the already
incredible sex they had. Arya thought most ladies probably wouldn't like such a
thing but for her it was real turn on.
"One go and thats it right?" She asked with a slightly heavier breath.
"Promise." He whispered as he pushed his clothed hard on into her back.
Arya quickly turned around and started kissing him, both hurriedly removing
each others clothes as they made their way to the bed. Moments later Arya was
on her back as she felt his cock slide into her, bringing that full pleasurable
feeling. There was no build up as Aegon started hamming his way into her at a
fast pace, her legs loosely wrapped around him as each of his thrust brought
her closer and closer to her climax.
She soon felt her mind diving into bliss, her only realty being the pleasure
that was coursing through her body. "Ugh...Aegon...Fuck!" She yelled as he kept
pounding in to her.
As she started to come down from her climax Aegon suddenly put his arms under
her and lifted her off the bed and put her back up against the stone wall, his
cock never slipping out of her. Arya was shocked not only from the movement but
how smoothly he had picked her up and put her against the wall, all the
training must have given him some new strength she thought.
Aegon quickly started pounding into her again as he held her up against the
wall, Arya's legs and arms wrapped around him tightly so as not to fall. The
smooth cold stone rubbing on her back giving her a chilling sensation.
Moments later Arya again could feel her climax approaching as Aegon was close
as well. "Come for me my love." He said, bringing her right to the edge of
bliss until her body dove in, her brain turning off as she heard Aegon groan
her name as he climaxed with her. As their orgasms subsided Aegon placed light
kisses on her neck and cheek as he gently placed her back on the bed before
lying down next to her himself, both taking in big breaths of air.
A couple of minutes later Aegon sat up and put his clothes back on, Arya just
watched him as she wondered what made him come to her on Dany's night, it made
her question if Aegon had ever done that to her on her nights in turn. Arya
figured if he didn't then that meant he had a preference for herself sexually,
that possibility not only made her worry about the overall relationship of the
three of them but it turned her on to think that maybe she could very well be
the better lover, that Aegon could possibly enjoy fucking her more than Dany.
"I've got to go." He said with a frown before leaning over her to kiss her.
"I love you." Arya said back to him, giving him a kiss back.
"Love you too." He said giving her one last peck before getting off the bed and
heading to the door, looking back her way Aegon's eyes ran over her naked body,
a look of want apparent on his face. "Maybe just a little longer?" He said with
a plea.
She wished she could say yes but they couldn't risk it, Dany would be even more
suspicious than she was already going to be. "Go! You'll see me tomorrow." She
said with a giggle.
"Alright alright." He said with a smile before exiting her bedchambers.
As Arya put her nightgown back on she thought of her recent conversations with
her aunt Lyanna, she had became somewhat close with her, so much so Arya had
talked to the older woman about her sex life. She remembered the hilarious look
of surprise and curiosity when Arya told her about how Aegon liked to kiss her
sex, the main thing that aunt Lyanna seemed surprised by was how Arya came
multiple times, like the older woman didn't know it was even possible. The
whole conversation was very sad to Arya in retrospect, aunt Lyanna kept telling
her how rare it was for a man to care for a woman's pleasure and how most
including Robert just cared about getting themselves off. The talks made Arya
even more grateful for Aegon but sad for her Aunt who seemed to never
experience the kind of lovemaking that herself and Aegon had.
Thinking of her aunt Lyanna Arya's mind drifted to Dany, she was curious of
Aegon and Dany's sex life. Her and Dany had never talked about sex, it was the
one subject the two woman didn't approach. She understood that because they're
married to the same man it made the subject even more intimidating but Arya
felt like if they were going to be in this together as three than they should
be able to talk about everything together, but she did see the hypocrisy of
wanting that while just breaking the rules and sleeping with Aegon on Dany's
night. Arya knew that from now on this couldn't happen, hiding things from each
other would just drive them apart and that was something they couldn't afford
to happen when they have so many enemies already.
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                                   Daenerys
It was late the day after her night with Aegon as Dany walked into the Great
Hall, she liked taking a stroll through the enormous room when it was empty,
looking at the dragon skulls and the intimidating throne that sat elevated lit
perfectly by candlelight. Dany couldn't help but feel life was going perfect,
she was carrying Aegon's child and Aegon was sitting on the throne and she was
his Queen, it was everything she had dreamed of since she was a little girl. As
she walked into the middle of the big room she saw Aegon sitting on the throne,
inspecting the chair as he sat on it until suddenly his eyes darted up noticing
her presence. Aegon gave her a smile and waved her over silently, Dany walking
over to him with smile of her own.
"Come sit." He said with a smile, patting on his lap.
Dany hesitated for a second, no one except the King could sit on the throne,
the Hand of the King could but only in the King's absence. Realizing Aegon was
King and he made the rules Dany sat on Aegon's lap, both now occupying the
throne. "All the talking and playing as if we were King and Queen when we were
little and now it's real." Aegon said as he wrapped his arms around her,
holding her close to him.
"Our ancestors from Aegon the first down sat on this throne and kept it for the
Targaryen name, now it falls on us to keep it that way." She said as she ran
her fingers through his hair.
"And as daunting of a task it may be we will keep it that way." He said with
conviction, the both of them sitting in silence until he spoke up again "I
wonder what grandfather would think of me, would he be angry with my
decisions?" Aegon asked more to himself than her.
"No he wouldn't be angry, your father ripped up his decree and put you in an
impossible situation. He would have been proud that you ascended to the throne
and carried out his decree and all those people you've helped? Father would
have done something if it had gotten that bad while he was alive." Dany said
without an ounce of doubt, Dany remembering all the times her father would say
Aegon and her would be the perfect King and Queen, and how the people would
love them.
"But father would be angry." Aegon said with a frown. Dany hated that Rhaegar
somehow still haunted Aegon's thoughts from the grave, her brother even dead
found a way to make someone sad.
"I know he was your father and you loved him but he was wrong headed, Aegon he
dishonored my father." She responded, trying to convince him.
"Yes I know it's just I don't whats right or wrong anymore, it's harder to tell
more now than ever. Father ripped up that decree to save lives and by doing
that he brought Arya into our lives." Aegon said looking into her eyes.
"Well were lucky it all worked out but that doesn't forgive him for what he did
to my father." Dany said, the nightmare of Rhaegar's coronation playing through
her mind.
Aegon looked at her sympathetically. "No it doesn't." He said, rubbing her arm
in a counseling way.
Suddenly the doors to the Great Hall opened up, Tyrion along with a handful of
soldiers wearing armor with Targaryen sigils along with some Kingsguard that
surrounded them. Tyrion had a look of worry on his face as the soldiers stopped
behind him as he walked forward and up to the throne. "We have a problem." He
said to them in a low voice.
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                                     Roose
Roose Bolton sat at a table in the Dreadfort Great Hall with several northern
lords who had voted for secession at the meeting with Stark, most notably Lord
Manderly who helped Roose bring these lords together. The men had been
discussing for hours on how to move forward and the conversation finally veered
into ultimately replacing Eddard Stark as Warden of the north. Some of the
lords were reluctant at first because they knew that would mean war because Ned
wouldn't give it up peacefully but in the end the men agreed that something
needed to be done, a piece of Roose and Littlefinger's plan finally falling
into place.
"Ned Stark is an honorable man and I hate that he has forced our hand but, are
we all in agreement that Roose is our new Warden of the north?" Lord Wyman
Manderly asked the lords who all gave their 'ayes' of agreement in unison.
The Maester hurried through the doors, all the lords eyes now on the man who
quickly made his way to Roose and whispered the name of an unexpected visitor,
a name Roose knew well as his eyes widened as to why this man would be visiting
him. "Send him in." Roose ordered, the Maester running out of the Great Hall.
"What was that about?" Wyman asked before the doors swung open to reveal their
unexpected guess.
"Ah finally some warmth!" The man exclaimed with a smirk know as Viserys
Targaryen, backed up by three of his soldiers. "Seems I'm late for the
meeting." he said stoping at the table, the lords and Roose himself stunned of
how this man had knowledge of the meeting.
"How did you know of any meeting?" Wyman asked in shock.
"Lord Bolton and I have a friend in common." Viserys said giving Roose a
knowing smile. Roose thinking he should have known this was Littlefinger.
"Well Lord Viserys you must be here out of some importance so take a seat."
Roose said, snapping to a servant to pour the new guest some wine.
Viserys took a sip of the wine, looking as if he were rather enjoying it.
"Mmmm, good wine. Anyways let me tell you why I'm here." He said with his ever
present obnoxious smirk before continuing. "All of you dislike the current
King, correct?" He asked, the lords looking at each other in nervousness, all
of them scared to speak freely to the uncle of the King.
Roose rolled his eyes at the scared lords, done with the theatrics. "Correct
but this meeting is not really about the King." He answered, curious to what
more Viserys had to say.
"Exactly, this meeting is about going to war with the Stark loyalists but I
come with a proposition for you all that involves the future of the north after
your civil war." Viserys said, his smirk somehow getting larger.
"I demand you tell us of how you know of all this information!" Wyman said
loudly with frustration.
"Lord Manderly if you would just allow me to speak you will see that I am on
your side and can be a great ally. So may I continue?" Viserys asked politely,
Wyman nodding reluctantly for him to continue.
"So when you go to fight this war my nephew the King will most certainly get
involved so you're going to need some non northern houses on your side willing
to fight with you and at that point you're basically starting a rebellion
against the crown. Now this is where I come in with my offer, back me as King
and when we win this war you can have the north." Viserys explained with a
smirk of superiority before taking a gulp of wine.
"Why would you go against your own family?" Wyman asked in disbelief.
Viserys scoffed. "Where do I begin... Well my father took my rightful wife and
gave her away to my half Targaryen nephew and then proceeded to banished me
from King's Landing for reasons that I don't feel like getting into at the
moment." Viserys said, visibly upset. Roose could easily see the man was
psychotic and it was probably the reason he got banished. And not to mention
Viserys had been married six times and all of them died within the first year
of the marriage which looked so suspicious that no lord in Westeros would wed
their highborn daughter to him.
"Queen Daenerys is ten years younger than you?" Lord Brandon of House Mollen
spoke up.
"It doesn't matter if she was twenty years younger than me, she was mine!"
Viserys screamed at the lord with rage, the lords staring at him wide eyed.
Roose looked around the table at the lords and all of them seemed to be just
now realizing what they were participating in. "I think Lord Viserys speaks
truth, we're going to need a bigger army if we go up against the Starks and we
going to need to give the other houses a reason to fight, a King to fight for
and one that's a Targaryen would be quite easier for the noble houses to
accept." He said to the lords, all of them soaking in the idea before slowly
agreeing with him.
"So it's a deal?" Viserys asked as he stood from his seat and held his hand out
to Roose.
"Swear to let the north secede peacefully once your King?" Roose asked as he
eyed the man with a hint of suspicion.
"Swear on my name, you can start calling yourself King of the north for all I
care." Viserys offered with a smile.
Roose nodded his head in agreement. "Deal." He said, a rebellion starting with
a simple handshake.
 
***** Chapter 14 *****
                                     Aegon
Aegon had just left an emergency meeting with the small council to discuss the
news of his uncle Viserys claiming himself King. According to the soldiers who
abandoned Viserys and brought the news they said he made some big speech to all
of them claiming Aegon to be out of control and going as far to accuse him of
poisoning his own father to take the crown. Most of the soldiers would not
support Viserys claim to the throne so they left and were now in King's Landing
but some did stay with him and headed north according to the soldiers
testimony. Aegon had hoped his psychotic uncle would have been content in
Dragonstone and kept away but it seemed that was not going to be the case and
Aegon felt sorry for anyone who would support the psycho's claim as Viserys had
absolutely no honor and would stab anyone in the back to get ahead.
After all the discussion of which houses were loyal and would fight Aegon was
confident that he could squash this rebellion, His grandfather who ruled House
Lannister was now fully backing the crown ever since Aegon became King and
carried out King Aerys decree, they were also positive they had the Martell's
support as Prince Doran had wrote Aegon a long letter congratulating him on his
marriage to Arya and Dany. There were some houses he couldn't be sure would
show their support until the time came for a call of arms but thats just the
way it was and there wasn't much he could do about it, he had ordered Lyanna
Baratheon be sent back to the Storm's End just to be sure he would have
Baratheon support so there was that. The main thing that worried Aegon was how
long Westeros had been without war and how that would effect peoples motivation
to fight, that's why wherever this battle will take place he'd have to take
part and be on the ground with his fellow soldiers. His uncle Jamie had said he
was a quick learner and was ready for regular combat but not ready to take on a
skilled swordsman one on one so Aegon would just have to hope he didn't come
across one on the battlefield.
"We should have known he'd do something like this." Dany said as she held on to
Aegon's left arm as they sat on the bed of the royal bedchamber with Arya
sitting on his right. Dany was not easily scared by anyone but Viserys did
scare her even though she hadn't seen the man since she was nine and Aegon
understood why, he still remembered how he'd stare creepily at Dany. Aegon
didn't know at the time what kind of stares those were but now that he was
older he understood the sexual nature of those stares and why his grandfather
ultimately had to kick Viserys out of King's landing after he went on a rant
about blood purity and how Dany was his. Viserys was the distant nightmare that
had comeback to haunt Dany and Aegon would do everything in his power to
destroy it.
"Something big is going on, him going to the north proves that." Arya spoke up,
her eyes staring into space.
"I've sent word to your father, maybe he could have some insight as to what's
going on." Aegon replied as he intertwined his fingers with Dany's as he held
her hand.
"Maybe." Arya answered, the room going silent.
"It's late I should head to bed." Dany said with a sigh.
Aegon nodded and turned to Arya. "I'm going to walk Dany to her bedchambers,
I'll be back in a minute okay?" He asked, getting a nod in reply from Arya
before he kissed her and left the room with Dany.
As they walked into Dany's bedchamber she turned to him and hugged him tightly,
showing no sign of letting go. Aegon held her silently, wanting to take all the
worry away. "I wouldn't let him hurt..." He started.
"Promise me you'll kill him?" Dany said looking up into his eyes, her beautiful
eyes full of worry. "I don't care if he says he's sorry and bends the knee or
if it's all some misunderstanding, I don't care if he's our blood. Promise me
you will kill him?" She asked again, her face more serious than ever.
"I promise." He assured her, holding her tightly and placing a kiss on the top
of her head. He knew just the smallest possibility of Viserys taking the throne
terrified her and him as well.
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                                     Arya
It had been a month since they got wind of Viserys's rebellion and within that
time they had gotten word that he in fact was meeting with House Bolton and
other Houses of the north, Aegon had warned Arya's father of what they thought
was going to be not only a rebellion against the crown but House Stark. Now
they sat and waited till Arya's father got the inevitable letter telling him to
denounce his title of Warden of the north and swear fealty to Viserys, actively
starting a war. Arya had been training with Syrio Forel for two months and had
intensified her training for the past month since the threat of war, the reason
being she saw Aegon do the same thing which meant he was going to fight himself
and she'd be damned if she wasn't going with him to have his back, she knew
Aegon wouldn't like her going with him to risk her life and that he let her
train for fun not for war but this war was just as much her's as it was his, if
not more so hers since it posed a threat to her royal family and her birth
family.
After her day training Arya walked into the royal bedchamber and told her
handmaiden to have a gown laid out on the bed, when Arya walked into the
bathroom that was connected to the bedchamber she found Aegon already in the
huge tub of steaming water, his head leaning back and eyes closed. They both
recently found themselves bathing together as they would get done training at
the same time, most of the time they would just talk and bath without doing
anything sexual as the two of them were too worn out the majority of the time.
Arya started stripping from her sweat drenched clothing alerting Aegon of her
presence. "Tough day?" Aegon asked opening his eyes.
"As tough as it is every day." She said as he stepped into the tub and lowered
her body in on the opposite end of the tub facing Aegon, feeling the warm water
surround her and ease her aches.
Aegon looked into her eyes with his indigo ones, as if he was contemplating
something. "You're getting really good you know."
"Thanks, you too." Arya said, curious as to what he was really thinking.
"I know why you're training harder." He said suddenly.
"And I know why you are." Arya said as she closed her eyes and leaned her head
back. She could hear the water move as Aegon moved to sit beside her.
"Arya." He said as he gently put his finger on her chin and turned her head to
look at him, her eyes opening. "I can't lose you." He said in a whisper, his
eyes somber as he gently stroked her check with his thumb.
"I love you so much Aegon, If you die I die. That's why I need to go with you
and make sure you make it out." She explained, her eyes starting to water from
the thought of Aegon going to war and never coming back.
"I can't let you go." He said with a plea.
"Yes you can, you knew when you married me that I was not your typical lady. If
love me then let me do this, don't trap me inside your castle." Arya said,
staring him in the eyes, wanting him to understand why he needed to let her go
with him.
"I married you because you weren't a typical lady." He said with a smile
tugging at the corner of his mouth, causing her to smile. "And because you're
beautiful and smart." He added as he placed a kiss on her forehead before he
rest his head against hers. "I won't trap you in my castle, as much as I'd want
to keep you here safe and warm I know you'd just find a way out." He conceded.
Arya felt a relief wash over her as she heard his words, she would be able to
protect him. "Thank you." She said before giving him a peck on the lips, Aegon
giving her a weak smile before Arya leaned her head against his shoulder, Aegon
lightly stroking her hair in a soothing way.
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                                     Aegon
After his training and bath Aegon sat at a table in the gardens with Arya and
Dany while he sipped on a goblet of wine and took in the beautiful sunny day.
He had a sense of dread ever since the threat of war had come so he tried to do
more things like this just to take his mind off it and take in the positives.
"Time really does fly, feels like yesterday we were children playing hide and
seek in these gardens." Dany said with a reflective smile.
"Sure does." He said remembering one incident in particular that happened in
the gardens. "You know you should tell Arya of that one incident with Margaery
Tyrell." Aegon suggested with a smirk.
For a second Dany looked confused but then started laughing. "Oh I remember
that, I thought father was going to kill me." She said with a laugh.
"Sounds like a good story." Arya said, putting down the book she was reading on
the table.
"It is. Go ahead and tell it Dany." He said encouraging her.
"Alright well I guess I should just state we were thirteen at the time so."
Dany started.
"Come on stop making excuses and tell the story." Aegon teased, earning a light
jab to the shoulder from Dany.
Dany rolled her eyes and continued. "As I was saying we were thirteen and the
Tyrell's had come to court, so on one of the days of the visit me, Aegon and
Margaery and her bother Loras were out here in the garden just walking and
conversing. By this time I'm pretty fed up with the Tyrell's and I just wanted
them gone, the whole time Margaery's been nonstop flirting with Aegon, as was
the brother which at the time sent me for a shock..."
"Wait stop, what do you mean the brother?" Arya asked with wide eyes.
Dany looked at her with confusion. "You do know Loras beds men right?"
"What?!" Arya said with shock.
"I guess some things don't travel so far north." Dany said with a laugh from
Arya's reaction.
"All rumors Dany." Aegon said with a chuckle, Dany giving him a look that said
'Really?'.
"Anyways as I was saying we were all there in the garden and somehow Margaery
and Aegon got a ways ahead from Loras and I, it was then Margaery suddenly
kissed Aegon. This enraged me so I stormed over to them grabbed her by her hair
and threw her into a nearby bush." Dany finished.
"My gods no you didn't?" Arya with wide eyes laughing.
"That's not all, it had been raining not even an hour before so she was covered
in mud." Dany added, causing Arya to laugh even harder.
"What did she do?" Arya asked in between her laughter.
"I don't know, I grabbed Aegon and we ran off." Dany answered with a shrug
sending the three of them into laughter.
"No wonder she looked like she wanted to be somewhere else during the
coronation." Arya added.
"I had never seen grandfather so angry at you." Aegon said once their laughter
died down.
"I know, House Tyrell is very powerful and rich. Plus you know I had never
acted out like that before but at least it wasn't as bad as your incident nor
was I as old." Dany said playfully with a raised eyebrow. Aegon knew of the
incident she spoke and he didn't find the tale all that much a great one, it
was a time where he lost control of himself.
"Now I have to hear this." Arya said with excitement.
Aegon shook his head. "No it's really not a great story."
"Yes it is just tell the story Aegon, you come out looking good in the end
anyways." She said with encouragement.
Aegon had always disagreed with her on that but if they wanted the story he'd
tell it, no skin off his back in the end. "So when I was about seventeen my
grand-uncle Kevan Lannister came with his whole family to court to see his
oldest boy Lancel off to squire for my grandfather. One of his younger boys
Martyn who's about a year younger than me and Dany made a crude sexual remark
about her and I hit him." Aegon said nonchalantly, wanting to just move on from
the subject.
"That's it?" Arya asked with disappointment.
Dany shook her head. "No I don't know why but he is seriously downplaying it.
Forget it I'll tell the story." She said, her voice getting excited. "So as he
was saying Kevan Lannister had come with his family to court and the greetings
were going fine until I had just finished greeting them and then I heard Martyn
mumble something to his twin brother Willem and then suddenly Aegon shoved
Martyn to the ground and jumped on top of him and started punching him. We all
just stood in shock so Aegon just kept hitting him over and over, blood
starting to pour and eventually a tooth popped out. If Rhaegar hadn't
intervened then I don't think Aegon would have ever stopped hitting the boy,
you should have seen Martyn's face afterwards all purple swollen and bloody"
She said with glee. As Aegon listened to her tell the story he remembered the
rush he had gotten out of beating Martyn, it made him feel powerful and he rode
off that high until the day after and he realized how dangerous that feeling
was and it now made him fearful of it.
"Well what did this Martyn say to earn a beating?" Arya asked her eyes wide
with a different type of shock than before, the look made Aegon regret letting
Dany tell the story.
Dany's eyebrow arched in thought and turned to him. "What did he say? 'I'd like
to giver her ass a good plowing.' Was that it?" Dany asked him to which he
simply nodded.
"You beat him just for that?" Arya asked him with confusion.
Aegon was about to responded before Dany beat him to it. "Yes he did." Dany
answered with a proud smile. "Aegon wasn't going to let him talk that way about
his princess and like a true dragon he stepped up and took care of it, Martyn
didn't so much as look at me after that. You should have seen it Arya." She
said dreamily. "He was so fired up after that we had very intense fool around
later that night.
"I don't understand is this supposed to be a great story?" Arya asked looking
genuinely confused and disturbed.
"Yeah but I guess you had to be there, see it with your own eyes." Dany
answered looking to him with her violet eyes full of arousal, sensually rubbing
a part of his forearm. Aegon started to feel his own arousal start to flicker
on instinctively.
"I guess so." Arya said staring at the two of them with curiosity, pulling
Aegon's mind from the cloud of arousal.
Aegon cleared his throat, trying to break the sudden tension in his body.
"Seems I'm out of wine." He said, thanking the gods he was really out of wine
as he called over his cupbearer.
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                                   Daenerys
As Dany and Aegon stripped for bed that night she couldn't help already feeling
her juices start to flow. Telling the story earlier that day had really got
Dany in the mood for her night with Aegon and she had been counting down by the
seconds till bedtime. Once they were both nude and in bed Dany snuggled up to
Aegon and started to eagerly kiss his chest, making her way up to his neck.
"Why did you have to tell Arya that story?" He asked her, causing her to halt
her kisses and look him in the eyes.
"Because it's a fun story, I told mine." Dany said with a smile, trying to
resume her kisses.
"It's not the same and you know it." Aegon said gently pushing her from him so
he could look at her. She and Aegon have had arguments about the incident in
the past and for the life of her she just couldn't understand how Aegon could
feel the way he did about it when the day it happened he was so happy he did it
and proud of himself.
"Aegon you know that if he had been a commoner my father would have had his
tongue, Martyn got what he deserved." She said, trying to make him see things
her way.
Aegon shook his head in frustration. "I was wrong for beating him the way I
did, I should've let grandfather handle it."
Without a word Dany straddled him and looked into his eyes, trying to detect
what he was thinking, she wanted to ask him why he was so afraid of himself,
why he couldn't just be himself as not over think it. She knew that if she
asked him that or reminded him of how comfortable and proud he was on that day
then it would ruin her night with him and she wasn't going to let that happen.
"I'm sorry I told the story, I guess I thought since it was Arya that it would
be okay." She said sincerely as she rubbed her thumb against his cheek.
"It's not just Arya, I don't like talking about it Dany." He said with almost a
plea. Dany felt so sorry that Aegon was that fearful of the fire that was
inside of him, so fearful that he didn't even want it spoken of.
"I know I'm sorry." She apologized, letting the subject drop. "Now can I make
love to my husband?" She asked with a smile as she rubbed her hand sensually on
his chest.
Aegon's smiled at her. "Mmm yes please." He said in a husky voice before they
went into a passionate kiss, his hands running down the sides of her body,
sexual thoughts now the only thing to occupy their mind.
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                                      Ned
Ned rode out with his boy Robb and a handful of men to a cemetery nearby Castle
Cerwyn, Ned had received two letters a couple of days ago, one from the King
and one from Littlefinger. The King's letter informed him of a rebellion
against not only the crown but Ned himself, the news that Bolton was involved
didn't surprise him but what did was how many northern houses he must have on
his side to think he could win. Ned had came to the conclusion that because
House Manderly controlled the trade post and had the influence combined with
the religious reasons they must have been able to persuade just enough northern
houses to rebel. As for the letter from Littlefinger it was the reason he was
riding in the late hours of the night to this cemetery by House Cerwyn,
Littlefinger's letter said that he was able to get a spy into Viserys rebellion
and this spy was a northern lord who was so trusted that he managed to get
future battle plans and strategies. Littlefinger also gave details in the
letter of what was said during the first meeting between Bolton and Viserys but
did not give any details on which houses were attending the meeting, this was
very suspicious to Ned so even though Littlefingers letter ended with
instructions to burn after reading he did not, he gave it to Catelyn to keep in
a safe place. So as Ned rode into the cemetery to meet with this spy, only
moonlight and torches giving them light he went cautiously, telling his son and
men to not let their guard down.
Moving further into the small cemetery sounded by forest Ned spotted a hooded
figure barely visible by moonlight, riding up to the figure Ned and his men
dismounted from their horses and he walked up to the figure. "I hear you have
some information for me?" Ned spoke in a low voice, waiting for the man to
respond. Ned still couldn't identify the man he stood not a few feet away from,
the hood and night covered his identity.
Suddenly torches started to light from within the covered trees revealing
dozens of soldiers with their weapons drawn surrounding them, Ned immediately
went for his sword but stoped when he felt a blade from a man behind him touch
his neck. "Yes that would be a bad idea Lord Stark." Said the hooded man who
stood in front of him before pulling back the hood to reveal the silver haired
man that was Viserys Targaryen.
Ned couldn't believe how gullible he had been, he was suspicious of
Littlefinger but he didn't think the Bolton's were that void of honor, that
they would lure him out to the woods with no army and just murder him and his
son before even giving him a chance to step down as Warden of the north and
bend the knee. Ned stupidly believed that there was still honor amongst men and
that he and Bolton would fight it out on the battlefield.
 
***** Chapter 15 *****
                                      Ned
"Ah Lord Stark, such a stupid stupid man..." Viserys said with an evil smirk as
he paced slowly, shaking his head. "Trusting Littlefinger, seriously?" He said,
his eyes making contact with Ned's as he chuckled.
"Yes I was Ignorant, Ignorant to think men still had honor, that my son and I
along with my men wouldn't be led out to be slaughtered like pigs!" Ned said
angrily. His blood boiling and his stomach sick from what was to come to his
son Robb. Ned wasn't afraid of death, he had lived his life but his son hadn't.
Robb would never get to know the joy of having children of his own, he'd never
be able to make a name for himself outside of being a Stark who died too young.
"You know it's baffling to me, you're at least ten years older than me? But you
look at the world through the eyes of a child, you say men have honor as they
lie, steal and rape. As you watch your fellow northern lords bring home
bastards of one of the many whores they fucked to their sweet obedient wives."
Viserys rattled off. Ned didn't have anything to say, because everything
Viserys was saying was true. Ned turned a blind eye to a lot of what his fellow
northern men did and continued to call them honorable men and friends.
"Honestly I don't care what they do, I think a man who rules a house has the
right to indulge but I don't dare throw the word honor around." Viserys said
with a laugh.
"Why don't you end the lecture and just get on with it." Ned spat bitterly,
tired of the man's ego driven speech.
"Oh I wish I could Stark, I really would love to slit your throat and see the
blood spill from the great and honorable Ned Stark but much like you Bolton
believes in honor so I can't. He believes you should meet your fate on the
battlefield like a true soldier." Viserys ended with a mocking tone.
Ned felt the relief wash over him, they weren't dead, not just yet. "Why have I
been lured out here then? Why does your man hold a blade to my throat?" Ned
asked.
"Well we needed to talk face to face, also Bolton and I have decided that
Littlefinger is a smarmy bastard and want nothing to do with him. I can see he
wants the throne for himself and I'd be stupid to keep him around much longer
so we'll let you tell my nephew to get rid of him." Viserys said nonchalantly.
Ned was shocked they were betraying Littlefinger so quickly after he delivered,
but then again it was probably the smartest thing they could do. "Couldn't you
have sent a letter to the King?"
"No, he would've talked his way out of it. But if it comes from you then his
head will leave his shoulders no question. That arrogant fuck actually thought
he could play me." Viserys ended with a chuckle.
"If we're just talking then is the dagger necessary?" Ned asked, still from the
blade rested on his neck. Viserys gave a wicked smile and then gestured to the
man who was holding the dagger, the man lowering the blade and letting Ned go
from his grip.
"I know the answer to this already but Lord Eddard Stark will you denounce the
title Warden of the North and swear fealty to Roose Bolton the King in the
North?" Viserys asked with a bored expression, knowing the answer. "He's also
offering to wed his now legitimate son Ramsay to your daughter Sansa if you
accept." Viserys added further.
Ned took in the words with disgust, how dare Roose think Ned would even
entertain some bastard marrying his daughter. It added to the already
disrespectful meeting that this was and at that moment his anger was swelling,
Ned would fight this war with the King at his side and bring House Bolton and
all who joined them down. "You can tell Roose I find it disrespectful that he
would think his bastard worthy of my daughter and the Starks stand with King
Aegon who will bring forces to crush your rebellion." Ned spat with venom.
"Yeah pretty much what I expected. Good thing for your daughter too, I feel
sorry for the woman who will spread their legs for that ugly fucker Ramsay."
Viserys said with a look of disgust and a shiver. "Anyways goodnight Lord
Stark." He said as a man brought him a horse from within the trees and Viserys
mounted it. "Hopefully next time I see you your head will be on a spike in the
Red Keep." He said with a evil smirk before taking off on his horse at full
speed, his men hopping on their horses and following him.
Ned breathed a sigh of relief as he looked to his wide eyed son who he thought
moments ago was as good as dead. "Everyone good?" He asked the men, more so his
son to which they replied with some quick nods.
"Littlefinger sent us to our death." Robb said as he stared absently at the
ground. "He's mother's friend how could he... He will pay for this!" His tone
changed to anger.
"He will pay son, I can assure you of that, by the King's order the man will
die." Ned assured his son. At that time Ned couldn't be more grateful that his
daughter was Queen and that because of that the crown was now just as loyal to
House Stark as it is to Lannister.
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                                     Aegon
The royal bedchamber was filled with the sounds of moans and flesh slapping
against each other early that morning as Aegon slammed his cock into Dany from
behind, he liked the position but he did miss being able to look her in the
eyes. Dany at first had been on knees and hands but now her upper body laid
flat against the bed as her knees held her bottom up for Aegon's access,
removing one hand from her hip he snaked it under Dany's stomach and brought
her up to him, her back shoulders now pressed against him as he kept hammering
into her. Aegon held her against himself as he kissed on her shoulders and
neck, feeling his climax building. Moving his hand down her stomach and to her
sex Aegon started to play with her nub, eliciting now louder moans from Dany.
Aegon this week had been very much all over Dany, the two of them even got to
the point of what they called 'midday fucking' which was usually initiated by a
look she would give him or whisper in the ear by him. It seemed like he would
always favor Dany this week and Arya the other with it constantly switching
back and forth, Aegon couldn't explain why it was like that but that's just the
way it was. One thing he did tend to notice was that Dany would give him this
intense emotional overdose of love feeling, he didn't experience it in times
like this when they were just pure fucking, it only happened when they made
love. That's another thing he learned, there was a difference between fucking
and making love. One was a raw animalistic need, the other was a deep emotional
experience between two people where for just a moment you felt one with that
person. With Dany they did both, the mood usually determining which one they
would engage in but with Arya it was pretty much always fucking and it wasn't
for lack of trying. He had tried several times to go slow and make love to her
but it would always just spin out of his control, he really wanted to have have
a similar experience with Arya that he had with Dany but maybe they didn't need
to. He loved Arya so much and the sex was fantastic so there really wasn't any
reason to want for anything, he also thought maybe it was because he grew up
with Dany that he had this special connection to her.
Suddenly there was a banging on the door which didn't stop the two as it was
pretty usual when they stayed in bed late and Tyrion needed him for something.
"Aegon I need to speak with you." Tyrion yelled, his voice muffled from behind
the door.
"Fuck off!" Aegon yelled back as he kept his movements going.
"It's very important." Tyrion said back.
Dany groaned. "Please make him go away, I'm so close." She said in a plea to
him.
"I said fuck off!" Aegon yelled again, hoping that would end it.
Suddenly he heard another bang on the door. "Aegon this is really urgent!" The
female voice yelled that belonged to Arya which made him go still and stop his
movements, he now knew this was serious.
Moments later Aegon and Dany found themselves dressed and in the King's study
with Arya and Tyrion. The two of them looked very worried and it made Aegon
very nervous, he found himself running through every bad thing that could
possibly have happened.
"We've received a letter from Ned Stark." Tyrion said, holding the paper up for
him to see. "And It informs us that he's had a secret correspondence with
Littlefinger who was giving him information on Roose Bolton who he had
befriended."
Aegon felt his anger flare up. "Why was Littlefinger giving him information
without informing me first?" He asked. Aegon couldn't believe a member of his
own small council would withhold information from him.
Tyrion shook his head. "That's not the bad part, Littlefinger a couple of days
ago sent Ned to meet a supposed spy in the rebellion but when he got there he
was greeted by Viserys."
Aegon felt a chill sickness run through him, his own Master of Coin had
betrayed him and sent Ned the father of the Queen to his death. "How did he
make it out?" He asked, remembering that Ned was the one who sent the letter so
he was alive.
"Northerners pride themselves on honor, Bolton wants to face him on the
battlefield." Tyrion said, going onto explain more about what was said in the
meeting with Viserys and how they were now officially at war.
"Aegon both my father and brother Robb were there, Littlefinger sent them to
their deaths." Arya said with teary eyes, prompting him to move to her and take
her in his arms. Dany also moving over to them to comfort her.
"He will pay with his life." Aegon said with assurance before turning his eyes
back to his uncle. "I don't understand, why would Viserys betray Littlefinger,
someone who is close to the crown and could have been very useful to him?"
"Ned says Viserys and Roose didn't trust him, that he's out for the throne
himself." Tyrion explained.
"Has he been seized?" Aegon asked.
Tyrion nodded his head. "Already done."
"Is there anyway we could be getting played here?" Aegon asked, the whole thing
seeming a tad suspicious to him.
"I know, I've tried to think of anyway killing Littlefinger could hurt us but I
can't think of a thing. I guess they could call Ned a liar and say the killing
was unjust but that would pretty much be useless since they're already claiming
you killed Rhaegar." Tyrion replied, a frustrated look upon his face.
"Regardless the man must die, he's a traitor and deserves a painful death."
Dany said as she caressed Arya's shoulder.
"True but you do bring up the question, what kind of execution should we do?
Public beheading?" Tyrion asked.
Aegon hadn't really thought what kind of execution policies he wanted for
traitors. His grandfather just had the King's Justice Ser Ilyn Payne do
beheadings but his father Rhaegar believed in the northern way, a King if able
should carry out the sentence themselves. Aegon respected the northern way but
these were different times though and the people needed to know what happens to
traitors, a message needed to be sent in a time where there was a rebellion.
"Nope, we need to send a message to anyone who might be thinking of betraying
us. I say he suffer a death by quartering." Aegon said to the surprise of the
three others in the room.
"Don't you think that may be a bit too cruel?" Tyrion asked with concern.
"If it weren't war time than maybe but I think Aegon's right, we need to send a
message." Dany chimed in.
"So what you cut off his limbs and let him bleed out?" Arya asked, showing she
was unfamiliar with the execution.
"No, you tie the persons limbs to four horses and you whip them to run from the
body thus ripping the criminals limbs from their body. It's an old dornish
custom." Tyrion explained, Arya's eyes going wide with disgust. "They used to
have a lot of trouble with it though, sometimes the horses would fail to rip
the limbs so they would have to make pre cuts to the criminal before, sometimes
it would take hours before the execution to complete. It's a horrible way to
die."
"Do you truly think it too much Tyrion?" Aegon asked, now second guessing
himself.
"It is cruel but I think you have a point about sending a message, if we do it
you should definitely make a speech before." Tyrion answered, confirming
Aegon's decision.
"I would really rather it not be done this way but you three know much more
about politics than me, I don't think I'll be able to watch though." Arya said,
the look of disgust still present.
Tyrion shook his head. "Nope if we do this all three of you need to be there
and watch, you can't let the people think the three of you aren't united."
Arya's eyes got wider. "No I can't, I've never seen a regular execution much
less a dismemberment!" Aegon was surprised she had never seen an execution
before, he and Dany had seen more beheadings then they could count. It was
tradition that the royal family be in attendance for such events.
"Arya he sent your father and brother to their deaths, don't you think
Littlefinger deserves a painful death?" Dany asked soothingly.
"I do it's just I don't think I can watch it." Arya responded.
"Yes you can, you are strong Arya and you have to show it, you're a Queen."
Aegon said staring into her grey eyes, knowing she had the strength to do it.
Arya gave him a quick nod and rested her hear against him, Dany and Aegon
glancing to each other in relief before Dany looked at Arya sympathetically and
continued to comfort her with him. Aegon was worried that Arya may not be with
them on the execution and Dany looked worried as well but thankfully Arya had
agreed and would stand with them. He had noticed Dany over the past months
become even more caring of Arya, he didn't know if it was from her being with
child or what but Dany and Arya's relationship now more resembled one of
sisters. But it seemed like there were more times than not that involved him
and Dany both coming to console Arya, it made them both realize that as strong
mentally Arya was she was also naive to the world, she didn't know of the truly
bad men who roamed it or the things they must do to stop them. It scared him
that she was like this but also wanted to join him on the battlefield at the
same time, maybe she was also too naive to the prospects of war.
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                                     Arya
Later in the evening they sat in the great hall for a late trial, Aegon had
wanted it done with so the execution could be done quickly the next day. Arya
sat on one side of Aegon and Dany the other as they watched the guards escort a
tired and wounded looking Littlefinger to the stand, Aegon had already ordered
him to be tortured for any information he had which lead to them now having a
list of every house in the north that was with the rebellion. Down on the floor
to the right sat four unfamiliar judges who the small council appointed and a
crowd of noble men and women to witness the trial.
After going through the formalities and Tyrion showing the court the evidence
Littlefinger was given the floor to speak. "Your grace I know the evidence is
damning but you must understand it is not as it seems, Ned Stark is the real
traitor to the crown. He is planning with Viserys and Bolton to take you down
and turn the Stark army against you when you least expect it!" Littlefinger
said in a begging tone, it made Arya's blood boil that this man would not only
try to kill her father but accuse him of going against her husband.
Aegon chuckled. "You really are desperate aren't you?"
"Your grace you have to believe me, I've served two Kings before you. Why would
I go against the crown now?" He asked, the man visibly scared.
"You saw an opportunity and you took it." Aegon answered coldly.
"Petyr Baelish you have been charged with treason against the crown and
conspiracy to commit multiple murders. How do you plea?" Tryion asked formally,
cutting off the man from anymore useless begging.
Littlefinger looked angrily at the three members of royalty before an evil
smirk formed upon his face. "I demand a trial by combat!" He yelled, causing
the crowd to gasp. "And I name Sandor Clegane as my champion." His words
causing a tall man with a scarred face to step forward. Arya wasn't surprised,
Aegon and Tryion said he may do this but she did wonder how the people would
take Aegon's reaction.
"I will be your champion your grace." Ser Barristan offered with a noble tone.
"Nope not happening, we don't do it that way anymore." Aegon said, the crowd
gasping at the denial.
"You can't deny me this!" Littlefinger screamed.
Aegon scoffed. "Yes I can, I'm King and I'm not going to let you weasel out of
this one." He said, the smirk leaving Littlefinger's face. "I've always thought
trail by combat was ridiculous and not fair to the law so under my reign there
will be no more of it."
Soon all four judges ruled Littlefinger guilty, Aegon sentenced him to death
and Littlefinger was being taken back to his cell when suddenly he screamed out
with a smirk. "I known who killed King Rhaegar, you'll never find out without
me!"
"Stop!" Aegon yelled to the guards who stopped and obeyed. "If you know
something speak it now and I may show you mercy." He said with wide eyes. Arya
knew Aegon wanted to know who killed his father but he had to know Littlefinger
was just spewing lies and at that point would say anything to save himself.
"Aegon don't listen to his lies." Dany said as she put a hand on his arm.
"No I want a pardon and far away from this place and then I'll send you a
letter detailing what I know." Littlefinger responded.
Aegon's face turned to disappointment. "Take him away." He ordered, the guards
dragging Littlefinger away.
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                                   Daenerys
Later that night after the trial Dany sat with Aegon and Arya in the royal
bedchamber, the three discussing the possible information that Littlefinger had
about Rhaegar's death. Aegon just wouldn't let go of the possibility that he
could find out who killed Rhaegar and she didn't blame him, Littlefinger could
very well know something but how could they trust him or get true information
from a known liar.
"What if he knows something, I can't just let it die with him." Aegon said as
he started to pace the room, deep in thought.
"Well you certainly can't pardon him?" Arya asked with a worried expression.
"Of course not, I just need to find a way." He said in frustration.
"You could have him tortured, get it out that way." Dany suggested, thinking of
how he spilled info on the rebellion earlier.
Aegon nodded. "Im having him tortured tomorrow morning but it doesn't mean
he'll tell the truth, how would we know either way?"
"You can't know. This changes everything, Littlefinger grew up with my mother.
How do we know he's the only traitor amongst us, who can we trust?" Arya asked
them worriedly.
Dany felt sorry for Arya, she did not seem to be adjusting well to the ever
increasing pressure of being royalty. Aegon and herself were born to deal with
it, Arya wasn't and Dany felt like it was her duty along with Aegon's to help
her adjust. "We can only truly trust each other, You, I and Aegon." She said as
she moved over to Arya and embraced her, Aegon moving to the bed and embracing
Arya from the other side.
"We have people we can trust, Tyrion, mother, grandfather, Uncle Jamie." Aegon
added before placing a kiss on Arya's head. "We will get through this."
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                                     Aegon
The next morning Aegon woke to heavy knocks on the door to the royal
bedchamber, looking to the window he could see it was very early morning as the
sun was just starting to peak out. "What's going on?" Arya asked groggily as
she moved her body against him.
"I don't know." Aegon answered, his vision still blurry as he gently moved out
from under Arya and put his robe on to answer the door that was still being
knocked on. "What?" He said with frustration as he answered the door to find
Tyrion on the other side.
"Something has happened to our prisoner." Tyrion answered.
Aegon felt himself suddenly wide awake. "Tell me he did not escape?"
Tyrion shook his head. "Nope not that but it is something very serious that I
think you're going to want to see." He answered, his eyes showing the
seriousness of the situation.
"This better be important at this hour." Aegon said before closing the door to
get dressed.
After a lengthy walk Aegon and Tyrion made it to Littlefinger's cell in the
Black Cells, It was the second time in his life that Aegon had visited the
Black Cells, last time he was ten and his father was with him as it was one of
several other levels of the dungeons he was showing him that day. The Black
Cells had scared the shit out of him when he was little and he never came back,
had no reason to. He still remembered how angry his mother was at his father
for taking him down there.
Once the guard opened the door to the cell the foul smell of shit hit Aegon's
nostrils, the cell it self was pitch dark with the only light being from Tyrion
and the guard's torches. As they walked inside soon a body was illuminated by
Tyrion's torch to reveal Littlefinger who started to make sounds as if he was
trying to form words, it was then Aegon saw the man had no tongue. "What the
fuck." He said in shock as his eyes soon found the mans hands which were badly
broken, looking as if someone had taken a hammer to them.
"Tongue cut out and both his hands and toes broken beyond repair." Tyrion said
moving the torch to the man's feet which looked as bad as his hands.
Aegon could feel his anger start to rise as he realized someone did this,
someone who had access to the Black Cells and wanted to keep Littlefinger's
mouth shut. "Who could've done this? How many traitors are among us?" Aegon
asked himself with an anger to his voice.
"Somebody made sure he wasn't going to talk, that's for sure. Or write." Tyrion
added.
"Who has access to the Black Cells?" Aegon asked, wanting to tack the traitor
down who obviously had something to do with his father's death.
"You, the Queens, me and all the guards. I suspect someone paid one of the less
than honorable guards off." Tyrion answered.
"Fuck!" Aegon said in anger, not only did he have a war to deal with but he
also had a traitor amongst him. He now had to start keeping things more private
than they already were because for all he knew it could be another member of
the small council who was responsible for this and probably his father's death.
It was later that day Aegon sat on a platform outside of the Red Keep with his
Queens as they watched the traitor be brought out for his execution, a big
clearing that was roped off had four horses fitted with rope contraptions to
carry out the execution. The large crowed booed Littlefinger as the guards
dragged him out to the middle of the horses, a terrified look came upon the
man's face as he realized how he was going to die.
Aegon stood from his seat and the crowd silenced as they knew he was about to
speak. "We are here today for the execution of this man Petyr Baelish." He said
pointing to the man in question as the crowd started boo at the man. "This man
is a traitor to the crown, he has not only conspired with enemies of the crown
he also sent Queen Arya's father Lord Stark along with her brother to said
enemies to have them killed in a most dishonorable way." Aegon added which
caused the crowd to scream even louder at the man. "He along with my uncle
Viserys, Roose Bolton and all other houses who side with them mean to stop all
the progress that we have made. They want to take the food from your babies
mouths and give it back to the rich nobles and corrupt faith. That's why we
need to show them what happens when they betray us, show them that we will not
let their corrupt ways hurt Westeros again!" He finished causing the crowd to
roar, giving Aegon a rush of adrenaline. "Ser Ilyn Payne begin this execution!"
Aegon ordered, Ilyn giving a nod before he and some guards started to tie the
ropes to Littlefinger's limbs.
Aegon sat back in his chair as he watched Littlefinger flailing about and moan
and groan as he tried to speak. Looking over the nobles in attendance most of
them seemed genuinely curious of the show with Joffrey Lannister looking as if
he was having the best time of his life as laughed and held up a goblet of wine
in a mock toast to Littlefinger. Uncle Jamie, mother and Tyrion all seemed to
have a formal stoic expression on their faces while Arya looked to be quite
nervous.
"Nice speech, they really do love you" Dany said with a smile as she took his
hand.
"They love all three of us, hopefully this sends the right message." Aegon said
as he looked over the crowd of commoners that looked anxious to see the show.
"I think it will, If anything this is going to be quite interesting." Dany
responded as the last rope was fastened to Littlefinger's right leg.
The four horses, the strongest they had now each tied to a limb of
Littlefinger's with rope started to be whipped and prodded to make them start
to move away from the man's body. Soon Littlefinger's body was off the ground,
being pulled on from four directions. The man then started to scream in a weird
way which was probably from the missing tongue, the guards started to hit the
horses harder and then suddenly Littlefinger let out an ear drum piercing
scream as the bones in his limbs seem to shift.
"I can't watch this." Arya said with a sickly look on her face, grabbing
Aegon's hand.
Aegon leaned over to her so he could speak quietly. "Yes you can, you father
and brother would have been dead because of this man. You are Queen you need to
be tough Arya, you can't let the people know you have any doubts about the
sentence." He said as he held her hand to give her strength. Arya looked to him
and gave him a nod, a new found courage in her eyes.
After a while the horses seemed to not be making anymore progress on
dismembering the man, Littlefinger's screams never stopped but the limbs
wouldn't come off. Aegon waved Ilyn over to his side. "What's going on?" Aegon
asked in frustration.
"Your Grace the limbs aren't tearing away, we're whipping the horses as hard as
we can." Ilyn explained in a tired voice.
Aegon looked over Littlefinger's suspended body and remembered what Tyrion said
about there sometimes being difficulty. "Give his limbs a good cut at the base
and see if that helps."
Ilyn nodded with a smile. "Yes your Grace I think that would work." He said
before stopping the horses and started to happily make the cuts on each limb
causing Littlefinger to scream. Aegon couldn't help but find some hilarity in
how sick in the head Ilyn Payne was, he'd never seen the man not crack smile
before swinging the sword for a beheading.
Soon Littlefinger's body was in the air once more as the horses pulled on him,
his screams somehow even louder than before as people started to cover their
ears. A minute later as the horse were whipped and prodded with a fury the
limbs suddenly yanked off the man's body as he screamed and his torso dropped
back to the ground like a sack of potato while blood oozed and sprayed from
where his limbs used to be. Some in the crowed started to puke as they took in
the extremely gory sight, Arya watched with strength showing no signs of
breaking which made Aegon proud.
"Finally." Dany muttered with relief.
"You think he would be passed out at this point." Aegon commented as
Littlefinger's screams kept going.
"Are we really going to have to sit here and listen to his whines until he
bleeds out?" Dany asked with a displeased tone.
"No, it's time to end this." Aegon said as he got up and his man handed him his
sword.
Aegon walked over to Littlefinger's body and looked over the limbless torso as
it screamed and made eye contact with him before Aegon ordered a guard to rest
the man's head against a stump, the sight was a disgusting horror but Aegon did
not feel one ounce of sympathy for the man who put not only his wife's birth
family at risk but his own. "You did this to yourself, you could have been a
great man and had a great life but you chose not to. You chose to be the lying
back stabbing traitor piece of shit that you are and this day has brought me
great pleasure and taking your head myself is going to bring me even more."
Aegon spat with venom before raising his sword high and then bring it down with
as much force as he could, removing Littlefinger's head from his shoulders as
the crowd roared in applause.
***** Chapter 16 *****
Chapter Notes
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                                     Aegon
It was the night before they were to ride out to the battlefield in the north
as he and his wives sat at a feast he decided to throw for the nearby houses
and men who were about to go to war, Aegon had made specific deals with loyal
houses of north and south that they would get a portion of the spoils of war
and that had definitely sealed their allegiances so the mood was a good one
that night. Early that day he had given Arya some light armor that he had
custom made by a blacksmith and clothing designer specifically to her
measurements and a sword that was forged to be light in weight and efficient
for the Water Dance fighting style, all made with the finest quality. She was
so happy she nearly knocked him over when she jumped into his arms out of sheer
joy, her happiness had washed away his trepidation over whether it was the
right thing letting her go with him which had grown everyday their leave got
closer. He really hoped this battle would be quick, Dany was just now starting
to show and he wanted to be there with her when she delivered their child but
you never know how long a war's going to last or a battle for that matter.
Looking out over the Great Hall he spotted his mother and uncle Jamie to the
left near the wall standing very closely to each other as they conversed with
smiles. Aegon still remembered when Tyrion in a deep drunken state had told him
of when he accidentally walked in on his mother and uncle Jamie fucking when
they were teenagers, at first Aegon thought it was a joke until Tyrion started
to chastise himself with a slur and pleaded for him to say nothing of it to his
parents. Aegon honestly didn't know how to feel about it because it was the
past and being a Targaryen the relation thing didn't bother him and he knew his
mother loved his father but it did raise the question as to will his mother and
Jamie resume their relationship now that father was gone even though Jamie
still very much had a wife? With his father gone Aegon didn't really care if
his mother laid with her brother as long as it didn't cause him any trouble.
"I don't want you to go." Dany said in a sad tone quietly as she grabbed his
hand.
Aegon took her hand in his and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I have to, the men
need to see I'm willing to risk my life along with them."
"There's no reason for Arya to go, maybe you can convince her to stay? I'm
going to be all alone." She asked in a plea.
"I need to go and you won't be alone, Tyrion will be here." Arya offered trying
to help him ease Dany's worry.
"Look we'll be back before you know it and you'll be so busy being Queen the
time will fly by." Aegon assured her. He had made the decision that Dany would
sit on the throne in his absence and Tyrion would advise her which was going
against the conventional way of having the Hand sit on the throne but he didn't
agree with convention. He trusted Dany and knew she would rule very much in the
same way he would and he would trust Arya on the throne the same, he wanted the
people to know the Queens had power and the royal family was above everyone.
"I doubt it." Dany replied with a sigh.
"Oh no don't be sad." Aegon said with smile as started kissing on Dany's cheek.
"You don't want to spoil our night together now do you?" He said teasingly
which caused her to smile and place her lips to his as they started kissing. He
was sure a few people were staring but he didn't care, he had been much more
public with his affection to his wives than his father or grandfather had but
most people at this point were used to it while a few still couldn't help but
gawk at them. "We'll be fine and hopefully be back before you have the baby."
He said after ending the kiss with a smile.
Dany looked at him worriedly before forcing a light smile. "I hope."
He knew Dany was scared of giving birth, scared that she'd end up losing her
life in the process as her mother had. Aegon really hoped they'd be back so he
could be there to help her get through it. Looking down the table he spotted
Tyrion reading a letter which was odd for the time of day it was, he saw an
uneasy look come over him as he read. He eventually got up and came over to
Aegon. "I've gotten some news that I think need be discussed in private."
Tyrion said in a quiet voice which gained Dany and Arya's attention. He could
tell it was important from Tyrion's face so Aegon dismissed himself from the
table and followed Tyrion to the King's study.
"Ok what is it?" Aegon asked with dread once they were alone in the room, he
was starting to expect the worst, a house's betrayal, the news of a death?
Tyrion let a huge breath of air escape his lungs before speaking. "I just
received a letter from Lord Stark who as you know is on their way to the
battlefield north of Winterfell along with several northern houses." He said as
he unfolded the paper in his hands. "Lord Stark says in the letter that not
long after he and his sons left for the battlefield that he received word from
Lady Stark that their daughter Sansa has apparently fled Winterfell during the
night and is now missing."
Aegon didn't respond for a minute as he let the words sink in. "She left on her
own accord? Are they sure no one kidnapped her?"
Tyrion nodded his head in confirmation. "There are reports from the locals that
they saw a young woman with red hair riding on her own late at night."
He felt a sick feeling emerge in his stomach, everything just felt bad about
it. Even with their complicated past Aegon still cared for Sansa in the same
way he cared for all the Starks, he wondered what reason she would have to
leave and why would she risk it especially during war time. "Do they know of
any reason why she would leave?" He asked.
"No, she may be just trying to get attention, acting out?" Tyrion said with a
shrug. "But I don't think we should rule out that her reason may be
treasonous." He ended with a serious tone.
Aegon scoffed at the idea of it. "She wouldn't betray her own family, what
reason would she have?"
Tyrion looked as if he had some words to say but were hesitant to say them,
rarely had he seen his uncle struggle to speak his mind to him. "Aegon if this
is treason it's not against her family, it's against you. She was your
betrothed for a month, whether you see it this way or not you were in a
relationship with her and then on the last day you kicked her to the side for
her sister."
Aegon felt an anger rise in him at the accusation he was making. "You're not
seriously blaming me for her running away are you?"
"Im just saying that we can't rule treason out, who knows Viserys or the
Boltons could have contacted her we just don't know." Tyrion explained, Aegon
noticing his maneuver around the question. He remember the talk he had with
Tyrion after the reveal of the betrothal change, he was mad Aegon didn't tell
him and he was disappointed with the way he treated Sansa. Aegon realized maybe
he shouldn't be so shocked at Tyrion's words. He did feel bad for the way he
treated Sansa, before he confessed his love to Arya he used every advantage of
being Sansa's soon to be husband that he could and that had let it seem
everything was perfectly fine with them when in truth it wasn't.
Aegon let out a sigh as he rubbed his eyes in frustration. "I'm going to go get
Arya and Dany." He said as he started to make his way out of the room, his mind
now trying to figure how Viserys or the Bolton's could have anything to do with
Sansa. He was sure Viserys wasn't going to marry Sansa, the man cared too much
about blood purity, Aegon knew Viserys planned to take Dany as his Queen if he
won the war so he could have his pure blood heir which wasn't going to happen
even if he won as Dany had said adamantly that she would take her own life if
it had come to that which Aegon knew she was serious about. 'What are you
playing at Viserys?' He asked himself as he made his way back to the Great
Hall.
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                                     Arya
It was the day they were to leave as Arya and Aegon along with Jamie, Ser
Barristan and the men stood by the exit of the Red Keep saying their goodbye's.
The news of Sansa's disappearance had really affected her mood, she would've
been excited to see her father and brothers again but the worry for Sansa
clouded everything, she was even starting feel like it was her fault as maybe
her 'stealing' Aegon had drove Sansa to a depression so severe it would cause
her to abandoned the family. But then her mind would switch to not feeling
sorry at all for Sansa, Arya didn't feel bad for marrying Aegon and she'd do it
again if she had the choice. Sansa had always been a spoiled brat who felt like
she deserved the world and she's probably just throwing some fit for attention,
her sister was acting like a child no doubt but that didn't mean Arya wasn't
going to worry for her, especially with it being war time.
Cersei embraced Aegon with a tight hug and a kiss on his cheek. "I know we've
been fighting but you're still my baby boy and I love you so much." She said
with that loving motherly tone that Arya was very familiar with from her own
mother which made her miss her even more than she had.
"Love you too." He said placing a kiss on her forehead before leaving the
embrace. "We'll be back before you know it." He said with a warm smile before
Cersei left him and went over to Arya.
"As for you, I think you've gone mad." Cersei said with a teasing smile. "But I
do like the outfit, very womanly but also intimidating." She added as she
looked over the custom made armor that Aegon had given her.
"Well I've always been a bit mad but the outfit is all your son's doing, they
look and fit much better than those boys clothes I used to wear." She said as
she looked down at her body, admiring the way it hugged her curves and the
better space it gave her chest.
"Hey she was very visually appealing in those boys clothes, don't let her tell
you different." Aegon piped in from the conversation he was having with Tyrion.
Arya couldn't help but smile with a roll of her eyes and shake of her head at
the somewhat sexual comment he didn't mind making in front of his mother, 'He's
been spending way too much time around Tyrion.' She thought to herself.
"A beautiful woman is still beautiful no matter the clothing she wears." Cersei
complemented with a warm smile before she hugged her. "Take care of each other
ok?" She asked with a worried voice. The words touched Arya, it made her
realize how far the two of them had come since their nasty back and forth when
she first arrived at King's Landing, these days Cersei was more motherly to her
than anything which she was grateful to her for.
"We will." Arya answered simply as she removed herself from the hug.
Soon after Dany walked up to her with a smile and embraced her in a hug. Arya
could feel the love through the hug, a love that came from a sisterly bond that
had formed through their love for the same man, It served as a reminder of who
her family was now. "Are you sure you can't stay, who am I going to talk to
now?" Dany asked with a last minute plea, knowing the answer.
"I can't, I need to be there." Arya answered continuing the hug.
Dany nodded as she pulled away from her. "Promise me you'll watch over him and
yourself, I need both of you to come back." She asked with sadness.
"I promise." Arya answered, eliciting another quick hug and a peck on the cheek
from Dany before she turned her attention to Aegon.
Dany hugged Aegon tightly. "We'll make it back." He said in a whisper which
caused Dany to start and tear up.
"I love you." Dany said in a strained and saddened voice before giving him
several pecks on the lips before it finally turned into a passionate kiss.
"Love you too." He said pulling away from the kiss before going back and giving
her one last peck. Arya could see how hard it was for Aegon to leave her, the
two had been together since birth and she knew it was hard for them when he
left for Winterfell, she could imagine it was even worse now that he was
leaving for war and this may be the last time they see each other.
"It's time your Grace." Ser Barristan said, signaling that it was time for them
to depart.
Minutes later her and Aegon were riding down through King's Landing with Ser
Barristan and Jamie leading the way as the Kingsguard surrounded them to keep
the people that were flooded the streets away from the royal couple. The
streets were filled with young and old alike screaming their adoration and
wishing them luck, some of the people even seemed to wear a worried look as
their lives had been ten times better under the Aegon's reign. Arya was
starting to feel a sense of duty to the people, she saw that not only was her
family under threat but all the commoners of King's Landing's were also.
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                                     Robb
The cold wind blew hard as Robb, his brother Bran and father stood as they
watched the King and Queen along with their men march towards the camp. Robb's
father had told him awhile back that Arya would be fighting and was furious
with the King at first, it wasn't till his father had reminded him Arya
probably didn't give the King a choice on the matter that his anger subsided.
He was just as mad when he found out about the polygamous marriage that Arya
would participate in, his first reaction was shock and anger towards Aegon, he
thought he was an honorable man but then his father informed him it was
completely Arya's idea which sent his head for an even bigger shock. It really
had taken sometime to overcome his grudge against Aegon and if he was being
honest it was also jealousy, Daenerys Targaryen was one of the most beautiful
women Robb had seen, the kind of beauty that would make a man forget his honor
and the fact that Aegon had her to warm his bed at night made it much easier to
be angry with him.
All the stuff with Sansa also made him angry at the King but over time he
started to realize that some of the blame had to go to Arya, she was the one
who decided to hide her and Aegon's relationship from Sansa which resulted into
an embarrassing farewell feast. Sansa was never the same after Aegon, she
sulked around depressed and did nothing but talk nasty about Arya with Jeyne
Poole. That part he didn't quite get, he thought Sansa would've shown at least
some anger towards Aegon but she didn't, she directed it all to Arya at least
not until she found out about the polygamous marriage, then she got extremely
hateful towards Aegon and Daenerys as well. Robb remembered the words Sansa had
said quietly at the wedding feast. 'I don't understand, I'm just as pretty as
her, is he trying to disrespect me even more now?' Robb thought she was talking
about Arya but then followed her eye and saw it was Daenerys she was speaking
of, Robb first reactionary thought was how ridiculous it was she thought she
was as pretty as Daenerys Targaryen, Sansa was a pretty girl but not on the
level of Daenerys but then again Sansa was his sister so how could he judge
that. His second thought was what Sansa meant by the comment, it was almost
like she thought she should've been in Daenerys place along side Aegon and
Arya, that thought sent a chill through his bones and if his interpretation was
right than his sister had gone mad which was something he was not going to
accept. He really didn't understand why Sansa had this obsession with Aegon,
sure he could tell the guy was handsome but there had to be more to it, he
thought maybe it was the glamour of being royal or the sweet songs that are
sung about the heroic Prince sweeping the Princess off her feet. The closes he
got to understanding was a month ago when he asked Alys Karstark about what she
thought of the King as she had been in King's Landing a few years back, she
said that Aegon was very handsome and it was a big part of it but he had
something extra to him, that when he looked at a girl he always looked into her
eyes upon meeting them as if he was peering into their soul. She said he also
didn't leer over every woman in the room and that she could tell he respected
and did not look at her as some piece of meat as most men do which made Robb
reflect on his own view of women. Alys's words made Robb realize that
ultimately Aegon was the male equivalent to Daenerys, they both held power over
the opposite sex but neither used it except on each other until the betrothal
happened. Alys's words also gave insight to why Aegon chose Arya and why she
said yes. His mind going back to his other sister, Robb really did worry for
Sansa, he just hoped that she was just blowing off some steam and that she was
ok, but with it being three weeks since she had been missing Robb feared the
worst.
"You must remember she is Queen now, understood?" His father Ned asked with
authority.
"Yes sir, understood." Robb answered, feeling a bit insulted that his father
would think him to forget his place and say or do something inappropriate.
Arya and the King rode up with Ser Barristan and Jamie Lannister at their sides
along with the Kingsguard and swarms of men behind them. Arya again looked
completely different then the last time he saw her, she wore what looked to be
custom made light armor that went perfectly with the golden crown on her head,
he remembered how shocked he was at her style change the last time he saw her
in King's Landing, her hair and gowns were all very similar in style to
Daenerys and it made him think for the first time that Arya just could be the
more prettier of his sisters. Robb thought Arya had molded herself very well
into the role of Queen, she looked powerful and intelligent and made herself
seem something more than just human which was pretty amazing since Robb
remembered the little troublemaker, never sit still, Arya. He still had trouble
wrapping his mind around the fact that Arya was the most powerful woman in
Westeros, the most powerful 'person' if he were to believe his father when he
said Arya had a stronger influence on the King than many Queens had in hundreds
of years. He had no idea how his father knew this but he chocked it up to his
father's experience from being married.
Everyone bowed as their horses came forward, he heard his father say a simple
'Your Grace.' after the King and Queen dismounted their horses. "Father get
up." Arya said, he could hear the smile on her face. Arya quickly closed the
distance and wrapped her arms around their father with a laugh, she hugged him
just the same as before she were Queen. "I've missed you so much." She said
with a happy tone.
"I've missed you too, we all have." Ned answered warmly before the hug ended.
"I'm sorry to hear about Sansa." Arya said, her voice suddenly sad.
Ned nodded his head somberly. "She'll find her way home." Robb looked to Aegon
who seemed to have a sympathetic expression, it gave him the impression that
Aegon maybe felt somewhat guilty.
"Robb." She said with a smile before hugging him.
"It's good to see you again Arya or do you you prefer Queen Arya now?" He asked
teasingly as she pulled away.
"Arya will do just fine." She said with a roll of the eyes and a playful smile.
"Bran." She said in a happy tone as she embraced their younger brother just as
Aegon greeted their father with a hand shake and exchange of pleasantries.
"Ah my old trainer Robb Stark." Aegon said with a friendly smile laced with
memories, Robb could immediately tell this greeting was much less awkward than
it was in King's Landing, whether it was because of the lack of Sansa or
because they'd moved on he didn't no but he did like it. In Winterfell Robb and
had gotten very close to Aegon as they trained together and he missed the
bonding that they partook in.
"Your Grace." Robb greeted with a smile.
"Now I thought we had gotten over that." Aegon said playfully as he pulled him
into a manly hug. "It's Aegon, remember?"
"Yes I remember, the crown seemed to have temporarily stunted my memory." Robb
teased as he pulled back from the hug.
"Yes I am aware of that and it's many other magical powers." Aegon said,
playing along. Suddenly the image of Littlefinger getting torn apart entered
Robb's mind, word of the brutal execution traveled far and wide and stuck fear
into the hearts of men. Robb hadn't thought Aegon capable of carrying out such
a sentence and but he was glade he did, his father disagreed with the way Aegon
had went about it but Robb thought it perfectly just. People needed to be
remember that the King and the Starks couldn't be walked on and betrayed, they
couldn't let their kindness be mistaken for ignorance which Aegon understood.
"Uncle Jamie, This man knocked me on my ass more times than I could count." He
said as he pointed to Robb and looked back to his uncle.
Jamie smirked. "Im sure that would be much harder to accomplish now." The man
said with a hint of arrogance. Looking at the blond haired man reminded Robb of
Jamie's daughter Myrcella, now that was a girl who in his opinion was on the
same level as Daenerys. Robb not only found Myrcella an amazing and sweet girl
but he also found himself very lustful for her which made him feel horrible
because Myrcella was nine years younger than he was, he'd heard of men much
older marrying girls who were younger than Myrcella but it didn't make him feel
any better about it.
Aegon scoffed with a smile. "I don't know about that but it would be nice to
spar with you and and see where I'm at before I step on the battlefield." He
ended in a more serious tone.
"Im sure we can arrange something." Robb offered, also worried about Aegon's
skill level matching the other soldiers even though he shouldn't be since Jamie
Lannister is one the best swordsmen in Westeros and wouldn't let Aegon go into
battle nor sugar coat how high the King's skill level was.
"I could go for a spar too if you don't mind?" Arya piped in with a smirk. Robb
had heard of her training in the Water Dance and knew of the very quick
movements and agility it required but that didn't stop him from raising an
eyebrow at the thought of sparring with his sister.
"Now that would be interesting, she's very quick. Knocked me on my ass within
twenty seconds the first day we sparred but I quickly figured out her little
tricks and evened it out." Aegon said shooting her a look.
"It wasn't just the first day, what about the last time we sparred." Arya
challenge with a smile and look of superiority.
Aegon's cheeks seem to redden from her words. "That doesn't count, you cheated
that day." He said as he gave her a knowing look.
"All I know is we sparred and you ended up on your back." She said with a
smirk.
Aegon looked over the Stark family and his cheeks seemed to get even redder.
"Still doesn't count." He said quickly before continuing onto greet Bran. Robb
suddenly realized what Aegon meant by cheating and what Arya meant by on his
back, he felt an uneasy feeling run through him at the thought. He could see
the men nearby who weren't Stark try to suppress a grin from what the couple
were talking about, Robb knew he'd probably have been one of them if his sister
hadn't been part of the couple.
Soon after the greetings they made their way into the tent to inform the King
and Queen of the battle plans, it wasn't long until as his father had predicted
Ser Barristan was giving advice and changing some things. His father had said
nobody came close to Ser Barristan when it came to the aspects war as Robb
could now see as the older man pointed at various things on the map out and
discussed strategy with the room. Seeing Ser Barristan in action actually eased
some of the pre-battle fear that was in him, he had no doubt the man was saving
lives with every change, maybe even his own.
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                                   Daenerys
It had been over three weeks since Aegon and Arya had left and Dany was
definitely missing them, she had Tyrion to keep her company but it didn't keep
her from missing them. She especially felt it at nights, she missed falling
asleep in Aegon's embrace, she missed his comforting scent. In Aegon's absence
Dany had found herself in particularly craving that sexual release that he
usually provided, now she had to touch herself to find the release which she
hadn't done in a long time. The bright side to all of it though was being able
to sit on the iron throne, the first day she had taken the seat she felt a
powerful feeling run through her, it was godlike. The day to day of ruling
turned out to be quite boring as she knew it would be but every now and then
someone would come in with a dispute over land or a fight over inheritance that
was entertaining to view then judge.
Dany's day was just about over as she watched an old man who had been her last
appointment of the day walk out of the Great Hall, as the doors opened a guard
walked through with hurried steps until he got to the edge of the steps that
led to the throne. "Your Grace there is a woman outside the gates that says she
must see you." He said with quickened breath.
"Tell her to make an appointment, the Queen is done for the day." Tyrion
answered.
"I did my Lord but she said it can't wait, that a member of the royal family's
life is in grave danger." The man said with a serious look.
Dany's body stiffened at his words, her first thought was Aegon and Arya, the
woman must know something of the battle that is to come. "Send her in." Dany
ordered, watching the man hurry away.
"Could be a lie just to get in." Tyrion remarked.
"If it is I'll have her tongue." Dany answered coldly.
Soon the man was back along with a beautiful middle-aged woman with long red
hair dressed in a gown that matched it, she seemed to hold herself with a rigid
gracefulness and her eyes looked to hold years of knowledge. "Your Grace." She
curtsied. "My name is Melisandre." She said, her face somewhat expressionless.
Dany thought it odd that a woman of such fine clothing not have a title. "So,
Melisandre, you say my family is in grave danger, do you speak of the King and
Queen? Explain." Dany ordered with a regal tone cutting right to the chase.
The red haired lady shook her head slightly. "No your grace, I speak of the
King's child that you carry." She answered as her eyes rested upon Dany's
stomach.
***** Chapter 17 *****
Chapter Notes
     After a long break I'm finally back with the next chapter, other than
     life and mood causing the delay I had some internal struggle with how
     I wanted to continue the story. My plan for the story is going to
     take it to some dark places and for a minute I hesitated with going
     down that path, questioning whether I wanted to write a story I truly
     enjoy or something I think the mass would enjoy. My character choices
     for Sansa being a big one that I thought a lot about and eventually
     decided to just do it the way I wanted which you will see take root
     this chapter.
     I basically decided I would continue to write what I wanted meaning
     the evil characters would be truly evil, the protagonists would do
     somewhat questionable things and the smut would continue to be
     present and increase along with our main characters relationship
     development.
     With all of that out of the way I hope you guys enjoy and please
     leave a review, as I've said before I enjoy them and they encourage
     me to get these updates out faster.
     Also I see other stories put warnings for rape in chapters so I guess
     this is your warning even though it's not a full on rape scene.
                                   Daenerys
"What do you mean 'my child'?" Dany asked with accusation, instinctively
holding a right arm to her stomach.
"The Lord of Light sent me a vision, I've seen it in the flames. Your child
will be sacrificed to raise the dragons." Melisandre said with a panic in her
eyes.
"Guards take her away." Tyrion ordered as they went to grab at the woman. "We
have no use for false prophets or old niche religions."
Dany watched as the guards started to drag the woman away. "You must listen to
me, the child mustn't have to die, it can be saved!" Melisandre yelled.
The woman's plea struck something in Dany, she could see the woman was genuine
in her concern and Dany could never forgive herself if something were to happen
to her child and she had ignored the woman. "Wait!" Dany ordered, the guards
stopping in an instant. "Let her go." She instructed, the woman being released
of the men's grip before making her way back to her previous spot.
"You can't be serious?" Tyrion asked quietly.
"Let's hear her out." Dany replied looking back to the redheaded woman. "Go
ahead."
The woman cleared her throat before continuing. "The dragons, they will soon
rise but before they do they will take a life as a sacrifice. I've seen in the
flames that your child will be the one sacrificed but it doesn't have to be,
another can be sacrificed." She ended, Tyrion shaking his head with a scoff.
Dany quickly thought to the dragon eggs that sit in the royal bedchamber, her
and Aegon had spent a good deal of time staring at them in awe, not a day would
past without her getting a glance of them. "Dragons have long been dead and the
eggs we have are fossilized but here you say they will hatch by some kind of
magic?" Dany asked, to which the redhead nodded in confirmation.
"That's quite the claim, do you even have anybody else to back up this claim, a
maester, a lord, anyone?" Tyrion asked, looking as if he already knew the
answer.
"No but I assure you what I am saying is very much real." She answered, letting
her frustration with Tyrion show.
"So when shall we expect the eggs to hatch, when will the dragons require the
sacrifice?" Dany asked figuring that she rather be safe than sorry even if it
turned out to be lies.
"The flames have shown me that the dragons will take the sacrifice the night
before the King and Queen return and raise the day they arrive, the three of
you will be present when they grace the world." She explained with a faraway
look in her eyes.
"How do I save my child from the sacrifice, you said it can be another?" Dany
questioned, she could practically feel Tyrion's frustration with her for
indulging the woman.
The redheaded woman nodded. "Yes, another child can be used for the sacrifice,
a child in it's mother's womb." Her words eliciting a gasp from the Queen.
Tyrion seemed none to shocked by the woman's suggestion. "Why am I not
surprised, a god of an ancient religion demanding a grossly evil act." He said,
giving the woman a hard glare.
"The Lord of Light has sent me to help you, your child is not supposed to die
your Grace. One way or another a child will die and I'm telling you it doesn't
have to be yours." The woman pleaded, the sincerity of her body language and
tone impossible to dismiss.
Dany couldn't just ignore the woman, if what she was saying was true then Dany
would without question kill another child to save her own, hells she'd kill
more than one if she had to. She hated the thought of having to put a child to
death but if it meant protecting her child then she'd have to soldier through
it, but also if the woman was right that meant Aegon and Arya would return home
safely and there was also a part of her that was excited at the prospect of
dragons coming back, her and Aegon's dreams of flying a dragon becoming a
reality. Clearing her mind of that image she realized for now she just needed
some time to get her thoughts in order. "You have given me a lot to think
about, where are you currently staying?" Dany asked.
"I plan to stay at the local Inn, I just got here today." Melisandre answered.
Dany shook her head. "No you will stay here, I'll have a room made up for you.
Unless you object?" Tyrion leaned over to quietly give his disapproval but Dany
stopped him short, raising her hand. "Nope." She voiced quietly but sternly.
"No I do not, Im here for you your Grace. Thank you for your hospitality."
Melisandre giving her appreciation.
Dany gave a slight nod. "The servants will help you to your room, we will
continue this discussion tomorrow. You're dismissed." She said in a formal
voice. The redheaded woman gave a curtsies before following one of the servants
out of the Great Hall.
"You don't really believe anything she's saying do you?" Tyrion asked her
worriedly.
Dany looked thoughtfully at the large doors that the woman had just exited
from. "I don't know but I'm surly not dismissing it." She answered, earning a
frustrated sigh from Tyrion.
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                                    Viserys
Plopping down in a chair tiredly Viserys looked down at the naked eleven year
old girl curled up in the fetal position on the ground crying silently as his
seed and blood flowed from her ass. He had spotted the little blonde girl back
in Dreadfort with her father the local blacksmith, the blacksmith did protest
having his daughter taken away but that ended quickly once Viserys's guards
started roughing him up. He had been particularly hard on the girl, taking both
of her tight little then virgin holes and smacking her around as he did so, it
was the day before the battle so he needed something to relieve the stress. She
screamed and cried begging him to stop but that only turned him on even more,
he dreaded the day his new toy would become a lifeless shell that all little
girls become once they had been used up enough.
His guard came strolling through the tent not even glancing at the girl on the
ground. "Your Grace, King Bolton is here to see you." He announced.
Viserys couldn't help the sour look on his face as he heard those words 'King
Bolton', only for now he thought to himself. "Send him in." Viserys ordered, he
was curious as to how Bolton would react to actually seeing his used and abused
toy rather than just knowing of it. When Manderly found out about the girl he
had supposedly made a big fuss but Bolton calmed him down and gave him a whole
spiel about the greater good and the eternal souls of many verses a mortal one
which in the end shut the fat man up and got him back on his side. At the end
of the day Manderly was like most Lords, cut their taxes substantially, let
them take advantage of the lower class, give them their fake gods and they
would look away and excuse almost anything. If Aegon had knew any of this then
Viserys wouldn't have been able to start a rebellion in the first place, but
then again maybe Aegon did know but didn't care. In the end it offered Viserys
a chance to manipulate the hypocritical lords and take a shot at the crown and
that's all that mattered to him.
Roose Bolton stepped through the tent and stopped dead in his tracks as he
noticed the nude girl on the ground, Viserys couldn't help but smirk at this.
Roose's eyes stayed on the girl for a split second before turning his gaze to
Viserys with a blank almost bored expression on his face and taking a couple of
steps towards his chair stopping right before the girl's body.
"Do you bring good news?" Viserys asked him hopefully, knowing that if the
answer was yes it could change everything.
Roose nodded with a smile. "I do, our friend seems to have convinced him."
A bright smile graced Viserys face. "Very good, so he agreed, tomorrow?" He
asked making sure the plan was in place.
"Yes, tomorrow." Roose confirmed
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                                     Aegon
Walking through the camp in the battlegrounds Aegon looked over the men seeing
some nervous of the battle that would take place and some acting as if it were
any other day, Aegon himself was more on the nervous side if not downright
scared. Knowing that tomorrow could be the end of his life had his stomach in
knots, knowing he could lose Arya made it nearly unbearable. He fought the urge
to send her back to King's Landing multiple times but he never was able to calm
his fear and worry over his wife's participation in the battle.
"Your Grace." He heard Ned's voice call out as he walked over to him.
"Lord Stark." He answered simply as the two of them walked side by side through
the camp.
After a long silence Ned spoke. "The young ones don't know what's to come but
the older one's... they know." He said quietly, prompting Aegon to focus on the
older soldiers who seemed much more serious and quiet with a certain look in
their eyes. "I was sixteen, same age as Bran when we went to war with the Iron
Islands. Lost my father and brother in that war, I can't help but ask myself
who I'll lose in this one." Ned ended somberly.
Aegon felt an extreme sense of guilt wash over him, he realized at that moment
Ned had a lot to lose. Not only we're his son's fighting but his daughter as
well. "I'm sorry, maybe I could've prevented this, maybe I should put my foot
down with Arya." The words flooded from his mouth as if a dam were bursting.
Ned stopped them by placing a hand on Aegon shoulder. "May we speak in private
your Grace?" Ned asked to which Aegon nodded and followed him into the now
empty tent they had been using for planning and strategy, leaving his guards
outside.
Once they were alone Ned looked to him sternly. "May I give you some unfiltered
advice?"
"Of course." He answered.
Ned let out a huff of air before beginning. "You can not let people hear you
talk that way, especially the soldiers who are about to die for you tomorrow.
You are King you can't let people know that you doubt yourself because the
minute they know you doubt yourself they will start to doubt you, do you
understand what I am saying?" He ended, his tone more of a fatherly one.
Aegon nodded taking his words in. "I understand, it's just all of this...
seeing the soldiers preparing, being here..." He tried to explain.
"It's all real now." Ned answered knowingly.
"Yes." Aegon answered running a hand through his hair, casting his gaze
downward.
He heard a heavy sigh from Ned before he spoke. "I know this is difficult and
scary but you need to keep it together." He said as he approached Aegon and put
hands on his shoulders, looking him in the eye with sincerity. "I also know my
daughter and that she would find a way onto that battlefield even if you put
your foot down and tired to stop her. Arya is not the typical lady and you knew
this when you married her, I can only imagine how difficult it is for you to
not just keep her locked away safely in the Red Keep. Believe me if I had it my
way my boys would be back in Winterfell away from all of this but I can't have
it my way, not only would my boys be angered but my fellow northmen would find
it highly disrespectful that I would sacrifice their sons lives but not my
own."
Aegon took his words with a couple of nods, for the first time since his
fathers death Aegon felt not like a King but a son getting fatherly advice, it
struck deep with him as he could feel the sad emotions wash over him as he
thought of the few good memories of his father but before he could tear up
Aegon steeled himself as he did not want to breakdown in front of the man, even
with how kind he was being he couldn't let the emotions show, he had to keep
control. "It's different, she's my wife." He responded swiftly moving away from
Ned, crossing over to the other end of the room for space. "She should be back
home carrying my heir right now but instead I have her out here risking her
life. And for what? So she could live out her dreams of being some warrior?"
Aegon asked with an anger tinged plea. All of the things he had buried inside
of him flowed out, things he had not spoken to Arya in fear of upsetting her
and making her beautiful smile fade into one of sadness.
Ned stayed silent, looking at him sympathetically.
Aegon continued. "And what does your northern men say about all of this? What
if Arya dies, then they have no Stark Queen!" He spat, all of his frustrations
from the past months pouring out, almost as if his body were in a purge.
Shaking his head at the words Ned finally spoke up. "It's very unlikely that
Arya will die, you said she would be in the back as an archer so I'm sure she
will be fine but if gods forbid something were to happen to Arya than you would
have to marry Sansa to follow through with the decree, if we could find her."
He ended with a frown.
Digging his nails into the palm of his hands Aegon tried to hold his anger
back, the mere idea of such situation making his stomach churn. "No that will
not ever happen, the decree says that the heir has to be of mine and 'Arya's'
blood." He stated with narrowed eyes, holding the anger back.
Ned shook his head in protest. "Nope the decree says the heir will be of Stark
and Aegon Targaryen the Sixth's blood, nowhere does it specify which Stark."
Aegon didn't believe it, couldn't believe it. He had Tyrion draw the decree up
while he stated the words and he remembered without a doubt stating Arya's name
in the decree, the only way the decree could say different was if Tyrion
purposefully wrote it to just say Stark and leave out Arya's name. Aegon was
seething with anger inside, he wanted to scream at Ned and tell him he didn't
give a fuck about the north without Arya but he held himself back, keeping his
anger in check, knowing that he needed Ned and his men and couldn't say
anything to risk loosing support last minute.
"You're upset, I understand but Arya will be fine, Im sure of it but you have
to think of the good of the people. If she does fall on the battlefield then
you will need to step up and follow the decree, if you care about the people at
all then you will do it and I'm sure Arya would tell you the same." He ended
with a calm voice.
The image of Arya's lifeless body lying on the dirt among others wormed its way
to his mind, just the thought of it sent a sadness through him that was
unbearable. Aegon knew that if Arya were to die then he would lose his mind, he
couldn't see a life worth living without her and that's why no matter what Arya
couldn't die, he wouldn't let it happen. "You're right, Arya will be fine and
that's why in the end the wording of the decree will not matter." He stated
sternly before storming out of the tent, not leaving Ned a second to respond.
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                                     Arya
"So I take it you'll watch our backs then?" Robb asked with a smile before
taking a swig from his wineskin.
Arya chuckled. "Oh is the great swordsman Robb Stark asking for his little
sister's protection?" She shot back teasingly, sending Bran into a laugh.
Robb shook his head with a grin. "No Im asking for the Queen's protection, much
more honor in that." He answered playfully.
Arya was enjoying the moment with her brothers, just the three of them sitting
and drinking in front of a small fire much like most of the other soldiers in
the camp. She was glad that nothing had changed between them after the long
time apart and everything that had happened between that time.
After a short silence came over them Bran spoke up. "So what's it like sharing
a husband?" He asked innocently. The question had made Arya choke on the wine
that she was in the middle drinking.
"Bran!" Robb scolded him.
Bran just laughed in response, the wine obviously having affected him. "What
it's a legitimate question?"
"No it's not, you're out of line!" Robb said, his tone harsher.
Feeling like Robb was overreacting along with seeing how she would be just as
curious if she were in Bran's position she decided to defuse the situation. "No
he's not, he's just curious. Aren't you?" Arya asked with a hint of accusation,
knowing anybody would be.
"Whether we're curious or not doesn't matter, the question was disrespectful."
Robb answered sternly, imitating their father. She really did love Robb but
sometimes she thought he took the whole honor and respect thing way too far, he
had always been the responsible one who never disobeyed, even when they were
children.
"I am the Queen and I say it wasn't disrespectful." Arya responded with a
smirk, using her authority to shut him down which caused Bran to give a
victorious smirk of his own.
Robb shot a smile back at them. "If you do not find it disrespectful then by
all means your Grace give us the details." He challenged.
With that Arya started on answering Bran's question. "It's honestly not much
different than If he were just married to me, though I do much prefer sharing a
bed with him every night as we've been doing recently rather then having to
take turns with Dany."
Bran face went red from her words, most likely thinking of the sexual notion of
the bedchamber. "So you don't get jealous or anything?" He asked with
disbelief.
Arya couldn't help but chuckle, she and Dany were so close that jealousy of
that kind was so far fetched that it seemed a joke. "No, I love Dany and want
her to be happy along with Aegon. I'm the one who suggested he marry the both
of us, remember?" She asked with a playful tone.
"Yeah." Bran answered while staring at her in confusion. "It's just such an
unusual thing."
"I've got a question." Robb said, gaining her attention. "What if at some point
he starts spending more of his nights with Daenerys than you, what do you do
then?" He asked with a smug grin, thinking he somehow got her.
Arya narrowed her eyes at her older brother before a devilish smile graced her
face. "If you heard the way he says my name in bed then you definitely wouldn't
be asking that question." She answered with her own smug smile, Robb's face now
looking shocked and uncomfortable at her brazen words. Looking over at Bran she
caught the hilarious sight of him wide eyed and slack jawed before he quickly
took a big gulp from his wineskin.
"So anymore questions about my marriage?" Arya asked them with a smirk.
"Nope!" The brothers answered quickly sending her into a laugh.
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                                     Sansa
Sitting in her bedchamber at the Eryie writing a letter to her sister, Sansa
couldn't help but feel like things were starting to look up. She had started a
correspondence with her aunt Lysa several months back pouring her heart out
onto the letters holding nothing back and her aunt Lysa had nothing but
comforting words for her. Sansa thought maybe it was because her aunt related
to her feelings in someway, if what her mother said was true about aunt Lysa's
infatuation with her father when they were younger. So with how close they were
becoming in the letters Sansa eventually stopped moping and started getting
determined and soon began planning with aunt Lysa which eventually led to her
helping Sansa hideout in the Eyrie after Jon Arryn had left for the war. She
had sent men to meet up with her outside of Winterfell to escort her on her
long trip to the Eyrie.
Her mood change really began when she found out Aegon would be marrying
Daenerys as well as Arya, at first she was angry, she felt like it was a slap
in the face. The fact that Arya would encourage him to take on a second wife
was a shocker of course but to not even come to her and give her the option to
be one of his wives to right the wrongs they did to her really infuriated her.
She was sure Arya was the reason, Sansa knew Aegon cared for her and would
marry her if Arya gave her blessing. Sansa really didn't like the idea of
sharing a husband but when the husbands the King and is Aegon it was something
she could find herself getting over and eventually it wouldn't matter because
she would become his favorite as she'd show him she was willing to do anything
he wanted, whether it be backing the decisions he made or the things they did
in the bedchamber. She had decided she wasn't going to settle for some boring
life with some lord and be forgotten, she was going to fight tooth and nail to
get her King and the life she deserved. So she continued back to writing the
letter that would not only show if her sister really loved her but would also
determine her future.
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                                     Aegon
Finishing reading Tyrion's letter giving him updates on the happenings in
King's Landing, Aegon for a minute was going to write back asking about the
wording of the decree but decided against it. Thinking it was something best
discussed in person and to him the wording didn't matter, if Arya died none of
it mattered to him anyways, he'd either go to war or just let them have the
north.
Arya stepped inside the tent, jarring him from his thoughts, a smile forming on
her face as she noticed him, her smile infecting him to form his own. Arya's
smile turned seductive as she started to walk with a bit more sway in her hips
over to the chair he was occupying. "Tonights the night, are you going to keep
to your word?" She asked as she slipped in the small space between the chair
and desk, placing both of her hands on the armrests as she leaned over putting
their faces closer to each other.
He and Arya hadn't had sex for almost a week, the reason being the intense
training along with the traveling on the road left them both dead tired at
nights and then once they arrived at the camp he didn't want her father and
brothers hearing the very vocal and loud Arya being fucked, as they would no
doubt hear it considering how close the Stark's tent was to theirs. He had
convinced her saying that along with being heard they should wait until the
night before the battle that way it'd be a bit more special and relieve the pre
battle nerves to which she reluctantly agreed but it didn't stop her from
teasing and tempting him since they had arrived. "I don't know, can you promise
to try and keep quiet? He asked.
Arya gave him a pout before her seductive smile quickly replaced it as she
leaned up and placed each knee in the small spaces of the chair before lowering
herself down so she was straddling him, wrapping her arms around his neck and
bringing her mouth to his ear. "Im not sure I can, also I'm not so sure you
could either." She whispered into his ear, the sound of her voice and the way
her breath hit his ear sending a pleasurable shudder through him, all of it
combined with the feeling of her body pressed into his caused his cock to
harden. "Mmmmm…. Seems like part of you doesn't seem to care at all." She said
in a teasing lustful way as she ground herself into him and eliciting a quiet
groan from him. "I honestly don't care if they hear, It's been far too long."
She said seductively while grinding against him. Even though it had only been
nearly a week it felt like an eternity and her words and movement made it
strongly apparent, he felt something in him snap, he couldn't wait any longer.
He couldn't talk and tease or take it slow, he needed her now.
Grabbing her ass he lifted them off of the chair and sat her on the desk in
front of them in one swift motion, crashing his lips onto hers before she could
react. As their tongues swirled against each other Aegon quickly with some
struggle yanked her boots off and then started to work on her trousers before
finally he broke the kiss so he could undress her faster, as he worked on her
bottom half she worked on removing her top before they finally resumed the kiss
once she was nude. Leaving her lips Aegon's mouth quickly found her breast,
kissing, licking and sucking as he massaged the other, Arya's hand gripping the
back of his head further encouraging him. Feeling the need for more he wrapped
his arms around her and lifted her off the desk, her legs instinctively
wrapping around him.
Walking over to the bed he quickly laid her down on it, taking a step back he
was going to try and quickly undress himself but the beautiful and erotic image
of a nude Arya made him freeze for a couple of seconds. The way she gazed at
him with hazed lust filled eyes as she bit her bottom lip and furiously rubbed
at her sex whilst rubbing her thighs together, her fingers glistening with the
sign of her arousal and need. The image made him completely forget what he was
doing as he quickly dropped to his knees and pulled her towards the end of the
bed and spread her leg before diving into her sex, licking her with ferocity as
he took in the primal smell of her arousal that always heightened his own.
Arya's hand gripped the back of his head and started to massage his scalp as
she started to elicit low moans, surprising him that she was actually trying to
somewhat keep quiet but Aegon knew if he kept what he was doing up a couple of
more minutes then she would end up loosing the control she had.
Removing himself from her Aegon removed his clothes as fast as he could before
returning back to her on the bed with a passionate kiss as he lustfully ran a
hand down her body, taking in her womanly form. Not being able to wait any
longer Aegon grabbed his cock and rubbed it up against her entrance, hissing at
the feeling of her juices teasingly coat the very tip of the head, eliciting
little moans from her. Kissing on her neck he started to push into her, both
gasping at the sensation. "Fucking hells, did you get tighter?" He asked
through gritted teeth as he pushed through her tight walls, it reminding him of
their first time together.
"Gods I've missed this." She said with a groan, tightening her legs around him
which caused him to sink further into her.
Finally bottoming out in her Aegon brought her into a kiss before he started
his movements cause he knew that once he started he wasn't going to be
stopping, not this time. Breaking the kiss he drew his cock out till just the
head remained inside, feeling her tight walls gripping as he drew out. Plunging
back into her with full force she yelped loudly which he knew didn't go unheard
from nearby tents. Drawing out again the same way Aegon slapped his left hand
over her mouth just as he plunged his way back into her, making her yelp again
but this time now muffled and much quieter. He knew there was no way he was
going to stop this now so he just hoped his hand was enough to cover for some
of the noise, he could feel her walls clench at him, her tight warm sex calling
to be fucked with total abandon.
No longer being able to hold back Aegon started hammering into her as hard as
he could while still having a grip on Arya's mouth, her moans and yelps flowing
out continuously into his hand. He started out at a somewhat faster than normal
pace but the speed would soon pick up to the point that he couldn't go any
faster, it wasn't long till Arya screwed her eyes shut and started to squeal
under his hand as her sex convulsed around his cock. The way she sounded and
the erotic sight almost pushed himself into a climax but he held off not
wanting it to end just yet, slowing his moments as he felt her heavy hot
breaths coming from her nose and hitting his hand which he found to be a turn
on. "You almost made me lose it you know." He said with a heavy breath, knowing
she'd get a kick out of it, he could feel her tired grin under his hand in
response.
Building back up to the previous force and pace he started to massage her
breast while still never breaking the pace causing her to move closer to her
second orgasm of the night. Feeling himself edging near that cliff and knowing
that this time he was most likely going to fall off Aegon started to pound into
her as fast and as hard as he could while moving his hand down south to trap
his thumb between their bodies and started to play with her nub which caused
Arya to start practically screaming into his hand, her tongue licking at the
skin, painting it with her hot wet saliva. The sight, sound and feeling sent
him into a fury as he just kept hammering into her to reach his release, right
when he was at his peak and started to fall into ecstasy his hand slipped and
the side of it fell into her mouth, her teeth clinching down on it as her
second orgasm took her. Aegon groaned loudly as he felt the sharp pain shoot
through him and hit the pleasure that coursed through him, the effecting giving
him the strongest orgasm he had experienced yet as his cock spasmed shooting
his heavy amount of seed into her. The experience was so powerful he thought he
was going to pass out until he finally felt himself start to ease down from the
high, opening his eyes he found his head buried into a pillow beside Arya, he
could feel his cock still twitching inside her.
Finding the strength he tiredly rolled away from her and felt the cool air hit
his skin and help him with the recovery of his high, his breathing trying to
calm. Feeling a pain on his left hand Aegon lifted his hand up and inspected
it, finding a deep bite mark along with blood slowly flowing out of it. Aegon
couldn't help but chuckle. "We now know the wolf has bite." He said with a
smile as he held up his hand to show her.
Arya turned her tired eyes to his hand and they widen when she noticed, darting
her tongue over her teeth, bringing notice to the blood that was on her mouth
to the both of them. Her shocked expression then turned to a prideful one as
she smirked and grabbed it for closer inspection. He couldn't help the big
smile that grew on his face, this was why he loved Arya so much. No other lady
would draw blood from their husband during sex from a bite that could very well
scar them and look at it as some sort of achievement.
"This is really deep, I didn't even realize I bit you." She said as she gazed
at his hand,
"Really?" He asked.
She shook her head. "I was too far gone at that point."
Aegon nodded as a second of silence fell between them. "You're not turning into
a cannibal are you?" He asked teasingly.
Arya gave a laugh as she pulled his hand closer to her face, faking like she
was going to bite at it again, now sending him into a laugh. "No, but I will
say when I started licking your hand it was entirely a decisions of my own
consciousness and I thought it tasted quiet good." She ended giving him her
teasing smile.
He looked at her in awe wondering how he had gotten lucky enough to be her
husband, this beautiful, smart and witty woman. He thought of all the men who
had been too intimidated by her and turned a blind eye to the goddess of a
woman that was Arya which thankfully gave him the opportunity to be with her,
he honestly now couldn't imagine a life in which he didn't have her which
seemed crazy considering he was so mad way back when he learned of the
betrothal but he knew now it was a blessing in disguise, it definitely made him
think there may be some higher power that exists. "You're absolutely
extraordinary, you know that?" He said, the sincerity evident in his voice.
Her eyes connected with his and she gave him a warm smile and leaned her head
against his shoulder which prompted him to place a kiss on the top of her head.
"Thank you, I love you." She replied.
"Love you too." He responded.
After grabbing a nearby cloth for his hand to slow the bleeding a silence fell
upon them until Arya spoke up. "Tonight was intense." She said as if it just
clicked with her.
"You think?" He said, showing his wounded hand to her which sent her into a
laugh.
"It must've been from us going without it, it all just built up. Maybe we
should try it again in the future, see if it would be the same way." She said
thoughtfully.
Aegon couldn't help but chuckle, another thing he loved about Arya. His seed
was still dripping from her and she was already planning for future fuck
sessions. "I don't know about that, I might lose a finger the next time." He
teased. Arya shot him a playful glare before giving him a shove sending him
into a laugh before eventually deciding he'd have to fetch the maester for his
hand as it kept bleeding.
Fifteen minutes later he found himself dressed and in the maester's tent as the
man eyed the wound on his hand telling him he just needed it wrapped up and
some medicine for the pain. As he watched the man bandage his hand he couldn't
help the reality of the battle tomorrow slamming back into his mind, he could
forget about it and make it disappear when he was with Arya but now that he was
in a maester's tent getting a wound tended to the dread washed over him once
again.
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                                     Arya
The next day Arya woke to the feeling of soft kisses on her cheek, a smile
crossing her face at the very familiar way he woke her and the incredible night
that they'd had. "Arya it's time to wake up, we need to get ready." He said in
a sad tone as he nuzzled his nose against her cheek.
Arya opened her eyes and looked to him, seeing the sadness all over his face.
"What's wrong?" She said as she brought a hand to his face and caressed his
cheek.
"Come on, we have to get ready." He said abruptly lifting himself from the bed
before fetching his trousers and putting them on. Arya suddenly remembered it
was the day of the battle, she felt an excitement mixed with worry well up
within her.
Getting up herself Arya walked over to Aegon who had his back to her while
rummaging through his luggage. "Aegon…" She voiced before lying a hand softly
on his bare back causing him to freeze for a second before turning to meet her
gaze, his eyes still full of sadness. "We will be fine, we'll make it through
this." She said bringing her hands up to cup his face before resting them on
the bottom sides of his neck.
He shook his head. "You don't know that, you can't tell me for sure that both
of us will make it out….."
"No I can't." She interrupted him. "But I believe we will make it out, we've
been training hard everyday for this so I have faith that by the end of the day
we'll be back in this tent safely in each others arms." She said with
conviction as she believed every word true.
Aegon gave her a weak smile before wrapping his arms around her, pulling her
nude body into his. Arya enjoying the warmth, the feeling of his bare skin
against hers, his unique scent, her mind trying to take in every bit of him and
sear it in her memory for the doubtful part of her mind kept the possibility of
losing him a reality for her. "Arya…" he said pulling away to look her in the
eyes. "I've been writing Tyrion about plans for the crown if I were to die."
"You're….." Arya was about to launch into a stream of words to reassure him
again that he would be fine but he cut her short.
"No. let me finish." He said sternly to which she nodded in reply. "In the case
of if I die on the battlefield or any other time I've made you and Dany both my
successors, you will both rule until my child is of age and then he or she will
inherit. My death will not mean the end of this war, Viserys will not stop
until the three of us and the child are dead and I will not have that so you
and Dany no matter what have to keep fighting. Do you understand?" He asked
adamantly, a look in his eyes showing her how serious he was.
Arya never thought of the state of the crown if Aegon died, the thought of
Aegon dying was too much to handle so it never crossed her mind how Westeros
would be effected. She honestly didn't know if she'd care about the people of
Westeros if Aegon died, she couldn't see herself living without him. "Yeah I do
but I have faith that we won't need to worry about any of that, I can feel it,
we're going to be fine." She rattled off.
"I need you to promise me that if I die you'll do what I'm asking, win this
war, rule with Dany and help her raise the child." He pleaded, cupping her face
with his hands.
At that moment she didn't feel like she could keep that promise as she didn't
know if she'd have the strength after losing Aegon but she knew she ultimately
would because she loved Dany and already cared for the unborn child of the man
she loved and her best friend. "I will, I promise. You know I would do what I
could to protect them." She answered him, seeing him relax with a small smile
before he took her into his arms again.
"Thank you, you have no idea how much I love you." He said, placing a kiss on
her head.
Arya just basked in the moment, again trying to remember every detail of her
husband. Hoping her gut feeling was right when it said everything was going to
be alright.
An hour later after a final goodbye and wishing's of luck with Aegon and her
family Arya found herself in formation with her fellow archers. She was with
the Targaryen archers which had been right next to the Stark archers and down
the line it went with each loyal houses archers in formation waiting for the
order.
Looking over the field she saw thousands of men lined up on the enemy side much
like theirs, soldiers on their horses in front with archers in the back.
Scanning her eyes through the crowd of ally soldiers aways away in front of her
she finally spotted Aegon in the middle towards the back, his helmet helping
cover his identity but the unique markings on his armor helped her spot him. It
made her feel better that the enemy wouldn't be able to tell which was Aegon,
way back when Aegon had told her he'd be fighting she thought (to her horror)
he'd be in the forefront which caused him to laugh saying that if they did that
every sword and arrow would find its way to him in minutes. She herself was
disguised fairly well as her hair was tied up into her helmet so for all the
enemy knew she was a younger boy or shorter man.
Before she knew it she heard Sir Barristan yell "Charge!" All of the men
galloping off with their horses in a flash.
"Ready your bows!" She heard the commander of the archers yell. Arya following
the command bringing up her bow, anticipating his next order.
"Nock!"
Arya bringing the arrow to the bow.
"Mark!"
Pointing her bow to the sky, she estimated the hight she'd need and judged the
wind so her arrow would travel and land on the incoming enemy soldiers.
Gritting her teeth for the next order.
"Draw!"
Pulling the string back the muscles in her arms and back strained with pain as
she pulled on the much larger warbow, she knew she'd have to use one for the
battle but she didn't think it'd be this painful. She had started practicing
with it over a month ago but she still wasn't used to it and her aim was not as
good nor as fast than with her custom bow, luckily she had also brought said
custom bow just in case she had to pick off a couple of men for Aegon or her
family.
Glancing to her left down the line she noticed a group that had their bows
pointed much higher than everyone else, craning her neck she caught a glimpse
of the uniform that told her it was Baratheon soldiers. Her eyes widened as she
realized what was happening and as soon as she was about to scream to inform
the commander and fellow archers he yelled his order.
"Loose!"
Even with all that was going on Arya still followed the order and let the arrow
fly along with the others, the Baratheon arrows staying in the air longer and
starting to head down towards the Targaryen and Stark men. "The Baratheon men!
Traitors! They're traitors!" She yelled dropping the warbow and grabbing her
custom bow strapped to her back.
The men looked at her in confusion and worry, just standing doing nothing until
a long arrow struck one of the Targaryen soldiers in the neck. The single shot
bringing the whole thing into chaos, arrows started to fly at them, several
soldiers falling, screams filling the air.
"The Baratheon soldiers are traitors, kill them!" The commander orders which
was useless for the soldiers were already starting to shoot back at them.
Arya quickly ran to the large boulder that was a short distance in front of her
and took cover, luckily not getting shot in the process. Looking to her left
down the battlefield she saw Baratheon men attacking the allies from the side
and the rebels attacking from the front, it looked like more of a chaotic mess
than the archers. Arya tried to spot either Aegon or her family but it was
hopeless from her point of view, knowing that if she wanted to get an eye on
them she'd have to find some higher ground for a vantage point. Scanning the
field in front of her she found nothing but flat land, turning around Arya
peeked over the boulder and found a hill that would be perfect. Turning her
eyes to the archers she realized the hill of course sat on the Baratheon side
of the field, peeking a little more she saw that the Baratheon archers were
definitely outnumbered even after the surprise attack so maybe she'd have a
chance at getting to the hill without taking an arrow. As soon as she finished
that thought an arrow swished above her head, Arya taking cover back behind the
boulder.
Knowing she had to move and get to the hill as soon as possible Arya looked to
her right and saw her fellow archers shooting back, some of them had pulled
their swords and were charging the Baratheon archers. Seeing her only option
Arya pulled arrow from her quiver and readied it, remembering her own practice
exercises with moving and shooting.
With a short countdown for herself Arya leapt from cover and took off back
towards the ally archers, remembering the direction of the enemy arrow she
quickly spotted the man trying to steady his aim for a second shot. Stopping
abruptly and facing toward him Arya took aim, the man quickly taking his shot.
Expecting the man's quick reaction Arya leaned far to the right just as the
man's arrow left his bow, the shot whizzing beside her, completely missing.
Leaning back up she let her own arrow loose, it flying quickly through the
distance before landing between to man's eyes.
Arya didn't even wait to see the body drop before she took off, not even being
able to process that she had just killed a man. The only thing in her mind was
survival, her survival, Aegon's survival, her family's survival.
***** Chapter 18 *****
                                     Arya
Sprinting up the hill Arya let all the deaths rear their ugly heads into her
mind, the images of her arrows piercing skulls and hearts. She had lost count
how many she had taken down, how many father's, son's, brother's she had
killed. She realized she couldn't think that way nor should she, they would
have killed her if they had gotten the chance.
Reaching the top of the hill Arya stuffed all those thoughts away and looked
the area over before finding a position near the edge so she'd have a good view
of the battle. Judging the distance she found that her accuracy wouldn't be
nearly as good from the length away she was, just a gust of wind could
completely throw her shot off. Checking her quiver she found only two arrows
left, cursing herself that she hadn't grabbed more from a dead archer.
Scanning the crowd Arya easily found her father and Bran slashing away at the
enemy soldiers near the front, breathing a sigh of relief her eyes scanned the
nearby area for Robb but couldn't find him, it worried her that he wasn't with
their father and brother but she knew Robb was an excellent swordsman and could
take care of himself. Shifting her eyes to the other side of the field she
began scanning the crowd for her husband, looking for the unique pauldrons that
he was wearing which used to belong to his father. A sick feeling started to
brew in her stomach as her eyes ran over the crowd with no Aegon in sight, the
sick feeling got worse as she subconsciously glanced at the dead bodies towards
the back. Just before she was going to start panicking she spotted Aegon
swinging his sword towards a man's neck, cutting it wide open and causing it to
spurt blood, Aegon moving on to the next man without hesitation in his step.
Arya breathed a big sigh of relief as she watched Aegon slice away at the enemy
with precision, the sight was unusually comforting. Watching her husband she
couldn't help but feel proud at how good of a swordsman he had become, he had
skill, style and determination, there was also something else about the way he
fought but she couldn't quite define it.
As Aegon hacked away she spotted a big soldier making his way towards Aegon's
back. "Turn around Aegon, please turn around!" She muttered in panic as she
grabbed an arrow and brought it to her bow, aiming it at the man stalking
towards Aegon.
Seeing time was running out and Aegon was oblivious to the attacker Arya took a
deep breath and let the arrow loose, by the time it reached the halfway
distance she knew it missed, the wind pushing the arrow to ground in front of
Aegon. Arya quickly scrambled for her last arrow, hoping she'd have enough time
for a second chance.
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                                     Aegon
The battle had turned to utter chaos, the sounds of steel clanking and screams
of pain the only thing filling Aegon's ears. His own sword had found the
bellies and necks of a few men already and it was all on instinct, relying on
the countless hours of training he had. When the Baratheon soldiers turned on
them it really angered him but it soon washed away as the first attacker came
his way knocking him off his horse and having to deal with him, his body and
mind from that point on kicked into survival mode. He barely noticed Renly
Baratheon turn against his own family's soldiers when one of the solders tried
striking him, surprising Aegon that Robert would kill his own brother even if
he did supposedly hate him.
Aegon moved forward through the thick crowd of fighting men, stabbing and
slashing at attackers as he kept moving. He thought he'd be able to maybe see
his uncle Jamie or the Stark's during the battle but now he knew how foolish
that thought was, he wouldn't be able to look for anybody to rally with, not
until more bodies dropped. He could do nothing else but charge forward find his
cowardly uncle hiding in his tent and take his head, ending the war with a
single swing.
Moments later just as the crowd seemed to get lighter as more death littered
the ground suddenly an arrow landed a couple of feet in front of Aegon just
before a foot kicked him hard in the back, sending him to the ground. Even with
the wind knocked out of him Aegon found himself turned around just in time to
find the older and bigger man bringing a sword down on him. Aegon never losing
grip on his own sword he quickly deflected the man's attack before kicking back
at him which did nothing to move the bigger man.
The man recovered instantly and moved atop Aegon, bringing his sword to his
throat just in time for Aegon the bring up his own and block it, sending the
two into a battle of strength as the swords strained against each other.
The man laughed with a strain to his voice. "Looks like I'm gonna gut me the
pretty boy King himself today, yes I can see that Targaryen hair now." He said
as he eyed the thin gaps of his helmet that seemed to not cover his hair
completely from every angle. "Im going to enjoy tearing your insides out." He
finished with a grin, his sword moving closer towards him. Aegon knew his
strength was within seconds of giving and his throat would be slit, he tried
moving his legs but the man had them pinned to the ground, he realized there
was no way out.
Suddenly an arrow popped out of the man's shoulder causing him to scream and
let up from his attack giving Aegon the opportunity to punch the man in the
nose with the hilt of his sword, causing the man to lose his sword and roll off
to the side landing on his back, pushing the arrow further into the man causing
him to groan in pain. Reacting quickly Aegon moved upon the man and brought his
sword towards his chest before the man grabbed the blade with both hands just
as it was inches away from puncture.
Aegon pushed down against the man's strength, causing the blade to cut and
slide through his gloves and skin, the sight giving Aegon a chuckle at how
easily the sharp blade cut through his grip. As the tip of the blade came down
and penetrated the man's chest his eyes went wide with shock, the man seeming
to not believe his life was coming to an end. Aegon looked into the man's eyes,
seeing the pain, the horror, the surprise and absorbed all of it for the
precious moment it was. Watching the light go out in the man's eyes sent a
euphoric rush through Aegon, even though he'd be dead without the help of the
arrow it didn't stop him from feeling somewhat powerful taking the man's life.
In a split second Aegon realized how much he enjoyed all of it, ever since the
battle started he had been having the most exhilarating time of his life, he
had been riding on a massive adrenaline rush the whole time but didn't realize
it till he was killing this man up close and personal which made his death much
more pleasurable than the others.
"Aegon?" The soft familiar feminine voice called quietly in a heavy breath as a
hand was placed on his shoulder causing him to snap his gaze to the figure who
he now realized was Arya.
"Wha…, How did you find me?" He questioned with a stammer in his voice.
A soldier rushed Arya before she could respond but expertly spun out from the
attack and drove her sword into the man's back, bringing the blade out coated
with blood. The move was so graceful and expertly executed that the man didn't
even see it coming as no other soldier was fighting in a similar style, Aegon
had seen Arya perform the move many times but to see it bring a death was
something different, it was artful.
"We need to get moving." She said as her eyes darted around the battlefield,
taking in the chaos of it all.
Snapping out of his daze Aegon nodded and pulled his sword from the bloody
corpse's chest, looking over the field he quickly gauged how the men were doing
and was presently surprised to see that the men were still pushing forward
against the rebels, even after the Baratheon betrayal.
"The men are pushing forth, we can still win this." He said with surprise in
his voice, seeing how strong and tactical the men were.
Arya looked over the field with skepticism. "Maybe, let's go." She stated
before they moved forward to join the men ahead.
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                                    Cersei
Sitting and nudging her lunch around with a fork Cersei spared a look towards
Dany who formally pecked at her food while reading a book she had lying next to
her plate. Looking over the girl she had raised like a daughter she couldn't
help but be reminded of what she used to have, reminded of her loyal husband,
reminded of her short time as Queen that should've lasted much longer. Now all
of it was gone, now in the hands of only her son and Dany since Arya didn't
care for politics she left all the ruling to the two of them. Cersei still
didn't understand how her son got himself into the position he was in, having
two wives who not only got along but initiated the polyamorous marriage. She
never saw Dany as the type who would be willing to share Aegon, the girl
treated him like he was her possession since childhood. But Arya was an unusual
girl so maybe there was more to the relationship then she saw.
Thinking more about her son Cersei couldn't really blame the girls for agreeing
to share him, he very much resembled and was as handsome as his father, if not
more so with some of the Lannister features that graced his facial structure
that reminded her of Jamie. She had often joked with Rhaegar that it looked
more like he had a child with Jamie rather than her which often put an amusing
sour look on his face. The memories of Rhaegar brought a sadness and longing
within her, Rhaegar was a sweet, kind and deep man, being married to him
changed her as a person, he made her want to be a good person. He respected her
and made her feel loved, the only man besides her brother to ever make her feel
that way. Cersei never showed the dark side of herself to Rhaegar, never told
him of how she used to sleep with her brother or how truly hateful she could
be. She kept all those things away from him because she was terrified that if
he knew she'd lose him and now that she has finally lost him all the darkness
started creeping it's way back. Her brother whispered sweet calming words into
her ear and she found herself back into their old ways.
Turning her mind back to Dany she remembered how bitter Rhaegar was to her,
Cersei understood where he was coming from because she used to feel the same
way about Tyrion until ironically Rhaegar's liking for her little brother made
her see him in a new light, but no matter what she did Rhaegar never changed
his feeling towards Dany. Cersei herself loved Dany like she was her own
daughter, nursed her and raised her like she was her own. The reason was not
only because she was family but also because Cersei felt sorry for her, she
knew how it felt to be a girl growing up without a mother and she wasn't going
to let it happen to Dany. She loved the girl so much that once she saw how well
she was getting along with her son she kept taking the moon tea behind
Rhaegar's back, afraid that she'd have a child that would get in between Aegon
and Dany. She felt horrible for doing it and lying to Rhaegar about her
fertility but she really thought it'd be best for everyone and the fear of
losing her life birthing another child played a part in her decision also.
Wanting to break the silent tension that was filling the room Cersei reeled
from her thoughts and spoke. "Tyrion back at the brothels?"
Dany's eyes left her book and caught her's with a look of aggravation. "He's in
a meeting with Lord Tyrell trying to get him to talk the Highgarden farmers
down on their prices, but I probably shouldn't know that since myself along
with Aegon are so politically ignorant." She responded sarcastically.
"I didn't say you were politically ignorant, I said what you two were doing was
politically ignorant." Cersei spat back, unable to hold in her bitterness
towards her.
"I really don't see what else could've been done after we announced the
marriage, we won the people over and kept the city in check and here we are,
the Targaryens still in power as it has been and will be." Dany responded
before taking another small bite of her meal.
"He shouldn't have married you in the first place, the two of you could've been
together without the marriage. And now we are at war and thousands of men will
die just so you can have your title as Queen." Cersei countered with an even
tone, receiving a glare from Dany.
"A title that is rightfully mine, father made sure of that. It was your husband
who was out of line and politically stupid, disrespecting my father by ripping
up his decree! The people loved my father unlike your husband and I wouldn't be
surprised if him ripping that decree among other things was the reason he was
killed." She spat back with anger.
The words cut Cersei deep, a hatred as strong as the love she felt for the girl
flowing through her. "You think this is what your father wanted? His daughter a
Queen who will never birth an heir to the throne. Did Aegon even talk with you
before signing the decree which made you the lesser unimportant Queen?" Cersei
responded with a fury, wanting to emotionally hurt her as bad as she could but
still regretting it as the words left her mouth.
For a second the hurt was evident on Dany's face, the onslaught catching her
off guard. But the hurt was quickly replaced with anger as Dany narrowed her
eyes at her. "You have no idea what you're talking about, my relationship with
Aegon and Arya is beyond what you nor anyone else could understand. The three
of us are united in the way we rule and we will leave our mark on this world
and never be forgotten." She ended with conviction, rising from her seat and
picking up her book. "And you may be fooling Aegon and Arya with the whole 'I'm
angry caused I'm scared' routine but I know the real reason. The reason being
that since the coronation you've realized that your story is over, now just a
bitter old woman who's envious of the Queen that succeeded her." Dany stated
before making her way to the exit.
Cersei snorted and asked. "And which Queen would that be?"
Dany stopped in her tracks and turned around to face her with a smirk. "Both,
because we have something you never did in your short time as Queen…." She let
the words hang in the air before continuing. "Power."
Cersei watched in silence as Dany made her way out of the room, the words
temporarily stunning her as it was the last thing she expected to come from the
girl's mouth. She hated to admit it but she was impressed by how much power
Dany and Arya had come to gain, it was one thing Cersei couldn't deny. Aegon
let Dany dictate policy like they were equal rulers, even going as far to let
her sit on the throne in his absence. She had no doubt Arya had the same power
if she showed any interest in ruling as Dany did, it really was something she
envied and admired. It was also the one thing she couldn't achieve with
Rhaegar, even though he respected her and was aware of her intelligence he
never let her dictate policy nor even discussed politics in depth with her.
After Rhaegar's death she did often wonder if he had discussed with her
everything that was going on and showed her all the pieces then maybe they
could've worked it out and avoided his death and war all together
Minutes later Tyrion came strolling in, sending her from her inner thoughts.
"Thank the gods, haven't had a bite to eat all day." Tyrion said with a
relieved sigh as he hopped upon a chair and started filling his plate.
After a couple of minutes of letting Tyrion eat his food Cersei broke the
silence. "How are you handling all of this?"
Tyrion gave her a curious look, put his silverware down and took a big gulp of
wine before speaking. "I take everyday one at a time, counsel the King and
Queens to the best of my ability. It's all I can do really."
"Did none of this bother you, Aegon taking on two Queens, sending us into war,
taxing the nobles….?" Cersei asked in disbelief, realizing how much of what she
considered bad ideas happened while her little brother who she considered smart
was hand.
"Of course it did, but I love them. Aegon's taking a lot of risks and I try to
minimize the chance of it blowing up in his face, he let the power go to his
head at first but I think he's coming back down to reality. He and Dany have
always talked of making Westeros a better place, feeding the poor is one they
actually accomplished and have gained unanimous support from the common folk
for it. As much as you may disagree with them you can't ignore how they have
expertly maneuvered through all of this, the fact that we didn't have any
lasting protest at the coronation is nothing short of amazing." Tyrion
explained.
"Notice you didn't mention Arya?" Cersei asked with a raised eyebrow.
Tyrion shrugged his shoulders. "Arya doesn't care for politics, which is ironic
considering her idea is the reason we're in this mess."
"She's a unique one that girl, why do you think she went along with it. Why
even suggest it, do you think maybe it was her way of validating the inevitable
infidelity of their marriage?" Cersei asked, the question being one that
frequently made it's way to the forefront of her mind.
"I don't know about inevitable, his love for Arya is undoubtable in my
opinion." Tyrion responded, taking another gulp of wine.
Cersei scoffed. "I'm sure he loves the girl but do you really think he wouldn't
be sneaking off to Dany's bedchamber regardless of Arya's approval?"
"Im not sure." He answered, a silence taking over the room.
"I am." She said simply as she debated with herself whether she should tell
Tyrion of what she knew or not.
"What is it?" Tyrion asked her, picking up on the signs of her struggle.
"You remember the day Aegon recovered from his grief and had his first small
council meeting?" She asked to which he nodded with a curious look. "The night
before Aegon bed Dany."
Tyrion's eyes went wide with surprise. "How do you know this?"
"I have eyes and ears all over this place, you should know that by now. But
even if I didn't know about it I raised those two and I know without a doubt no
one could keep them apart for long." She explained.
"So what are you saying, he's more loyal to Dany? For all you know Arya could
know all about this and approved of it, the three of them are very close."
Tyrion countered.
Cersei shook her head. "Stop playing stupid, of course he is and Arya may be
unique but she wouldn't have given Dany permission to bed her husband before
her wedding night."
Tyrion glared at her. "I'm not playing stupid, I'm just saying that we don't
have the facts. Their in a polyamorous relationship, I don't think you can
assume anything when it comes to how they deal with their relationship."
"When it comes to them two I can." She stated, Tyrion making a sound that said
he wasn't convinced. A silence taking the room before she spoke again. "You
know when I found out that morning they had made love I was happy, but after
finding out about the marriage and everything else….. She walks around here
doing and saying whatever she wants, like she's entitled and Aegon's just the
same." She rattled off angrily.
"They are the King and Queen, it's their right to do that. And Dany was
supposed to be Queen, her father signed the decree and Rhaegar ripped it up,
Aegon marrying her was righting your husband's wrong. But even if you don't
agree with what their doing why can't you be happy for them, why are you
spending so much time arguing with Dany when you should be supporting her? If
you haven't notice she's got a lot on her plate, Aegon and Arya off at war,
sitting on the Iron Throne, carrying your grandchild. We're a family and we
need to be there for each other, especially now." Tyrion ended sincerely.
His words brought a feeling of guilt to Cersei, she hadn't even really talked
to Dany about the pregnancy since the rift that had grown between them. The
guilt however was not strong enough to wash away the anger she had for the
girl, thinking about the disrespect and ungratefulness Dany showed her never
failed to leave Cersei seething. "If she would show some appreciation for all
that I've done for her then maybe I would." She responded, leaving a
disappointed Tyrion to his meal.
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                                    Viserys
Watching from afar Viserys could see he was losing the battle, he knew there
was a good chance of them losing even with the Baratheon betrayal but he didn't
think it'd be that quick. Even though they were close in numbers on both sides
the soldiers on Aegon's side were just stronger and now he was losing men
rapidly.
"Manderly tell the other lords to pull their men, Baratheon's help was not
enough, this is over." Viserys ordered.
The fat man's eyes went wide. "Retreat? You expect us to run away like fools?"
Wyman stammered.
"No I expect you to be smart, now tell the other lords we're leaving." Viserys
said, his patience wearing thin.
"Leave where?" Wyman questioned with a confused outrage.
Viserys glared at the man, not believing the man to be so dull. "Obviously
we're leaving Westeros." He answered.
"Leave Westeros? This is our home, our families are here. You expect all of us
to take our men and leave?!" Wyman asked with anger.
Viserys turned to the man, trying to hold in the rage he had for the fat man.
"Yes I do and your family will be fine, Aegon's soft like my brother was, he
wouldn't do them harm."
"Even if that's true you're still asking us to leave our homes that we are
sworn to protect." Wyman stated, still not grasping Viserys plans.
"If you stay I promise you will lose your home and your head will leave your
shoulders. Do you really think my nephew is going to let your family keep their
castle and lordship, he is going to kill every man who participated and drive
your families from their homes and give them to his allies. If you take your
men and come with me we can build an army, gather our strength and come back
and reclaim your home and defeat our enemies. If you stay it's over, your name
is extinct." Viserys ended sternly, seeing the stupid man was finally starting
to realize why they had to retreat.
Wyman nodded his head and commanded his guard to tell his soldiers to retreat
before walking over to the few lords who stayed at camp to tell them of the
news. Viserys expected some of the lords to stay out of honor and honestly felt
it was probably better to get rid of the stupid allies now rather than later.
He didn't understand why anyone would sit and wait for an inevitable death
instead of fighting it, he was almost certain Bolton would stay as he was as
stubborn and stuck in old ways as his enemy Lord Stark.
Watching the northern Lords argue with each other as Wyman pleaded with them
caused Viserys to groan in frustration. "Fucking idiots." He muttered to
himself before making his way back to his tent to gather his things as he would
be leaving soon with or without them.
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                                     Aegon
Drawing his sword from a man's belly Aegon glanced over to his wife for the
thousandth time that day to see her sword catch a man's neck, taking his his
head half off, the man's lifeless body dropping to its knees and falling to the
ground. Looking around Aegon noticed most of the enemy were dead, bodies
littered the ground as the ally soldiers slaughtered the remaining men who
still fought while others while others laid down their swords in surrender. "I
think we won." Aegon said with an exhausted smile.
"Looks that way." Arya said as she tried to catch her breath, pulling her
helmet off and letting it fall to the ground. Revealing her face that was
specked with dirt and others blood, some dry some fresh. "We need to find our
family." She said as she looked around the field.
Scanning further down the field Aegon saw what appeared to be a sizable group
of men moving away from the battlefield. "What in the hells?" He muttered in
surprise.
Arya snapped her gaze to the area he was looking at and squinted. "I think
they're soldiers, are they running away?" She asked in disbelief.
He felt the anger rise within him as he realized what was happening. "That
fucking coward is running, I should've know he'd pull some shit like this." He
said as he cliched his fist, knowing that the war would not end until Viserys
was dead. Now they would have to try and track him down before he built another
army up, Aegon knew just from the dead bodies that Viserys lost most of his men
and that the first thing he would be doing is going to get more.
Minutes later Aegon and Arya started walking the field directionless, looking
for any sign of their family members dead or alive. "I think that's Jamie."
Arya said as she pointed out the blonde haired man walking with a group of
Lannister soldiers.
Aegon took his helmet off and called out to his uncle, waving him over to them.
Happy to see at least one family member breathing.
"Good to see you alive your Grace, I would've tried to stay with you but I'm
sure you know how impossible that would've been." Jamie said with a smile.
Aegon nodded in understanding. "Yes I do but your training helped me a great
deal today, I will be forever grateful to you."
"Glad to hear it, your mother would've had my head if anything happened to
you." He responded, earning a light chuckle from Aegon.
"Have you seen my father or brothers? Last I saw father and Bran they were near
the front with some Stark soldiers." Arya asked, clutching impatiently at the
grip of her sword.
Jamie shook his head. "No your Grace I haven't, they were much further upfront
than us." He answered, Arya letting out a nervous sigh in response.
"You saw those Baratheon men betrayed us, have you spotted that fat fuck
Robert?" Aegon asked, hoping he was either dead or captured.
"No, last I saw him was the night before the battle. I saw several lords
retreat with some soldiers, maybe he was with them." Jamie answered.
"Yes I spotted that as well, fucking cowards." Aegon said in displeasure. "But
we'll deal with them later, right now we need to find the Starks." He stated
before Jamie joined them in walking further down the field, passing a few
allies finishing off stray enemy soldiers and a few tending to their fellow
brothers wounds.
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                                     Robb
He had found his father and brother just as they found Roose and Ramsey Bolton
guarded by two soldiers, Robb had seen the other lords and soldiers retreat but
finding Roose still on the battlefield was no surprise as the man had as much
northern honor as his father did.
"The battle is over, lay down your swords and surrender. No more blood must be
spilt." Ned announced to them to which Roose stayed silent as his two soldier
charged forth towards them.
Robb immediately took the soldier to the left as his father took the one on the
right, swords clashing in unison. As he attacked the soldier with a quick and
forceful pace he could hear the sound of a sword burying into a body, signaling
one battle had ended, spurring Robb to finish his. Swinging at the man's neck
Robb's attack was parried just as he predicted which gave him the open to
quickly come down and slice the man's leg, causing him to drop his guard and
allow Robb to bury his sword into the man's belly, pushing his dying body off
his sword and to the ground. Looking over to his family he saw his father
staring at Roose while Bran's eyes shot back and forth between Roose and
Ramsey.
"Lay down those swords, I'll convince the King to send the both of you to the
wall to take the black." Ned called out, shocking Robb that he would still give
them the chance to surrender after their soldiers attacked them.
Roose shook his head with a blank expression. "No this feud between our houses
will end with me and you." He said as he drew his sword, his son drawing his
own with a wicked smile. Robb thought the young Bolton delusional, not only
were they outnumbered but also under skilled compared to Robb and his father.
Roose was a competent swordsmen and had somewhat of a chance but Ramsey would
be dead within seconds if the rumors of his horrible swordsmanship were true.
"Lay your sword down Ramsey." Roose ordered his son.
"What?" Ramsey asked with shock.
"This is between Ned and I, lay down your sword." Roose ordered again before
looking back to Ned. "My son will surrender and take the black but not me, this
is my end."
Robb realized what Roose wanted, he wanted to settle the feud with his father
in one on one combat and die fighting. Roose knew he was dead either way as
Robb himself would kill him if his father were to lose but at least he'd die
knowing it was once and for all settled.
Ned looked between the two Boltons and nodded his head. "If your son surrenders
you have my word that he will take the black." He said, prompting Ramsey to
reluctantly put down his sword while sending them glares.
Glancing to Robb and then Bran, Ned gave them both looks that told them not to
interfere and stepped forward causing Roose to do the same and give a
respectful nod to signal that he was ready.
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                                     Aegon
They had located the Stark men just as Ned Stark and Roose Bolton started to
battle, the son's of both men spectating the duel with wide eyes. In that
moment there was no room for a happy Stark reunion, the tension was thick in
the air as they watched the two older men battle. Not a word being spoken
between the spectators for no one wanted to disturb the battle.
Aegon took in the skillful swings that Ned sent to his opponents, swings and
maneuvers that came second nature from years of training. Ned laid a fury blows
that was mostly parried by Roose until the last blow came to which he missed,
Ned's sword slicing at the man's arm, causing Roose to drop his blade and groan
in pain.
At that moment everyone knew it was over, the battle ending with Ned's sword
buried to the hilt in his opponents chest. Roose's body tensing in pain and
then slouching against Ned before the sword was withdrawn and the body fell
back.
Only a second passed before Aegon noticed a blur of movement out the corner of
his eyes that couldn't move from the dying Roose. A figuring moving in quick
with a sword and swinging it at Ned, taking the head of Ned Stark messily from
his shoulders. His body dropping to the ground, leaving an angered Ramsey
Bolton glaring at the body.
There wasn't a sound from anyone as the shock overtook them, the shock of
someone killing another so dishonorably and doing it to someone who was as
honorable as Ned Stark. Aegon didn't even react when he saw Arya sprint towards
Ramsey, throwing her body into him and knocking him down and his sword from his
hand.
Arya was on top of the man slamming her fist into him with a rage as hard as
she could before she quickly grabbed a dagger from her belt and started to
drive it down into Ramsey's face, the blood gushing and the cracking of a skull
sounding out with every blow.
"Fuck you!" Arya cried out several times in a rage of pain as she drove the
dagger over and over into the face of a now dead body.
The sound caused Aegon to snap out of it as he rushed over to Arya, pulling her
off the dead man with a fight, her arms and legs flailing so she could get
loose of Aegon's hold but he held tight. Wrapping his arms tightly around and
siting them on the ground. Glancing up he saw Robb on his knees by his father's
remains, silent tears flowing from his eyes.
"He's dead." Aegon repeated several times before she slowly ceased her
fighting, her body sinking down into his as she started to cry, the bloody
dagger dropping from her grip.
***** Chapter 19 *****
                                   Daenerys
Sitting in the King's Study Dany couldn't help but feel joyous, they had gotten
word that the battle had been won and Aegon and Arya were fine and were on
their way back. She missed Aegon so much and it had felt like ages since she
had seen him, she liked sitting on the throne but she honestly would be happy
when she didn't have to worry about all that came with sitting in the chair. It
was all very tiring and getting worse the farther along in the pregnancy she
got, Dany looked forward to being able to just worry about the baby and not
have to deal with bickering lords.
Looking to the desk Dany spotted the letter that was addressed to Arya, the
letter had no House sigil but Tyrion said it wasn't a simple commoners letter
for it had been hand delivered by a special anonymous and untraceable courier
service. Dany was suspicious of the letter and had stared at it for days
deciding whether she should open it or not, if she did she knew she could never
tell Arya about it for it would break the trust she had gained with her.
Everything in her bones were telling her that the letter was no good and to
open it. "This is ridiculous." She said to herself, grabbing the letter from
the table, thinking she'd make up some excuse later if she had to. Tearing the
seal and opening the letter Dany's eyes quickly scanned the page, midway
through she stopped not believing what she was reading and started over from
the beginning, her eyes wide with disbelief as she read the contents.
She read it a couple of times over, trying to process the absurd sentences and
bring it into reality when suddenly Tyrion walked through the door. "There you
are, I was….." He paused noticing the letter she was reading.
Knowing she could never risk Arya seeing it Dany did the first thing she could
think of. She quickly brought the letter to the flame of a nearby candle,
moving it around the make sure it caught before bringing it over to the
fireplace and throwing it in. Looking back to Tyrion she noticed the worrying
look he was giving her.
"What did you just burn?" He asked, glancing to the burning paper.
Dany was going to lie but then thought better of it, she felt like Tyrion
deserved to know of these things as he was the Hand. "It was the letter that
was addressed to Arya, it was from Sansa."
Tyrion spoke apprehensively. "What did it say?" He asked, connecting the dots
and getting straight to the point.
Dany let out a heavy breath of frustration from her nose. "Sansa want's Aegon
to make a royal decree stating that he will make her his third wife and Queen,
says she want's what is owed to her and if she doesn't get it she will seek out
my brother to make her queen." She answered in an even tone, feeling better
that the letter was now gone.
Tyrion stared wide eyed into nothing for a couple of seconds before walking
over to the nearby table and pouring himself a glass of wine. "Surly she is
just throwing a fit to get attention, she wouldn't side against her own family
in a war. Besides everyone knows of how quickly Viserys wives seem to perish,
she has to know seeking him out would be a death wish." Tyrion voiced out.
"I don't know what she would do, all I know is that girl will never wed Aegon
as long as I breath." She answered with hostility, the mental picture of Aegon
with Sansa brewing anger within her.
Tyrion turned towards her and raised an eyebrow. "You burnt the letter because
you think Arya could possibly give into her request."
"She just lost her father, I can't count on her thinking rationally about
this." She answered.
"What about Aegon, you don't think he would put his foot down?" He questioned.
"You know him, I think he would with some struggle and a push from me, he
doesn't care for Sansa in that way and he wouldn't find the idea of marrying
her appealing, especially after this so no he wouldn't give into this even if
Arya told him to." She explained, earring a nod from Tyrion. "But don't you
understand why its better to keep it away from her? The mess that this could
possibly create… Arya is unpredictable and irrational, she could threaten to
leave if he didn't do it." She continued, growing more emotional as she ended.
"I understand why you burnt it, It's the smart thing to do but opening the
letter in the first place does show how little trust you have in Arya on
handling matters of any importance." He said with a curious look.
"Im looking out for her, Aegon and myself. By burning that letter I did us all
a favor." She responded with conviction, knowing what she did was right. She
had to think about the family, especially now that she was carrying a child.
Tyrion nodded. "I agree, knowing what was in the letter I'm glad you opened it.
We're dealing with too much as it is." He finished with a look of relief.
"Aegon's going to be so angry when he hears of this, he actually knows Sansa
and cares for the whole Stark family." She said with a shake of her head,
sitting back down at the desk.
"Some things never change do they." He muttered taking a sip of wine.
Dany snapped her gaze to him. "What is that supposed to mean?"
"You and Aegon, never has been a secret kept from each other. Even now that he
has a second wife." Tyrion said, walking over towards the fireplace, staring at
the ashes of the letter.
"This is different, political things like this we have to keep from her." She
stated, wondering what Tyrion was getting at.
"So the only secrets you two keep from her are political?" He asked, looking to
her studiously.
She now understood he was digging for something, carefully placing words and
trying to gauge her reaction. She found it offensive that he would use such
tactics with her. "You've know me since I was a baby, I'm not one of your lords
that you have to tip toe around. So go ahead, spit it out. What do you really
want to ask?" She snapped at him.
Tyrion frowned and nodded. "Did you lay with Aegon before the wedding?"
Dany felt a sinking feeling in her stomach from the question that caught her
completely off guard, she thought they had been careful. She remembered
specifically hiding from the maid that came to fill the bath that morning, the
only people who could've know she was in Aegon's chambers the whole night was
the Kingsguard and that didn't prove they had sex. Suddenly it hit her, they
didn't take care of the sheets. She like most girls tore their hymen early
riding horses so there was no blood, they didn't think they'd have to change
the sheets but now she remembered the bed being damp afterwords that night from
their fluids. One of the maids must've changed the sheets, spotted the stain
and then whispered to Cersei.
"Yes, you heard from Cersei correct?" She said, keeping a calm demeanor,
earning a nod from Tyrion. "So what concern is it of yours?" She asked.
"Well it isn't a concern of mine if Arya is aware of your premarital coupling
but if she isn't and she finds out it's going to make my job much harder." He
answered.
"Then I can trust you to keep quiet on this as well as the letter?" She
answered with a question, cutting straight to it.
Tyrion lowered and shook his head before letting out a scoff. "Yep, not much
else I can do." He said with displeasure, sitting his glass of wine on the
table. "And just so you know, you might want to write back to Sansa. More
letters will likely come if her's is not replied to." He voiced out before
exiting the room.
The longer time went on the more she realized how wrong she was for lying with
Aegon behind Arya's back. Half of her did not regret the moment as it was
something special her and Aegon promised to each other and it felt like the
right moment, but the other half of her felt horrible for letting it happen and
she couldn't bare the thought of Arya finding out that she had betrayed her
trust after Arya had been so understanding and accepting of her and Aegon's
relationship from the beginning. Dany knew she had to be careful from now on,
she had to make sure not to anger Cersei so much she would tell Arya of what
happened and she also had to keep Sansa's letter a secret. For if Arya learned
of either two things coupled with her father's death it could very well ruin
their family and therefore weaken their hold on the Iron Throne.
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                                     Arya
Arriving at Dreadfort Arya felt a deep hatred burn within her for every person
that were friendly or served the Boltons, ever since that horrible day her
father died she felt an incredible sadness and bitterness cover her and stick,
threatening to never leave her. Her and her brothers comforted one another
those first few days after but it did nothing to heal her, not even Aegon's
warm embrace or smile could cure her. Arya felt especially bad for her mother
who would find out her husband had died by raven, a couple of days after her
father's death Aegon had told Robb and Bran to head back to Winterfell with the
body and be with their mother. He insisted Arya go with them as well but she
refused, she knew for her it would do no good sulking around Winterfell. What
she knew would do her good would be making sure the Bolton name was destroyed,
she remembered that night after her fathers death, lying in bed crying silently
as Aegon held her.
"I want them dead, all of them." She said coldly, her eyes never leaving the
flickering flame that lay beside the bed.
"Well see what of the family's left when we get to the Dreadfort." Aegon
answered, gently caressing her.
"Not just the family, I want the castle destroyed, I want them wiped from
existence." She said with venom, she could hear Aegon sigh from the request as
it was something he probably planned on giving to a loyal house as a spoil of
war but Arya didn't care, she needed retribution. "Promise me Aegon." She
demanded, turning around to look him in the eyes. Hoping he would see every
ounce of pain and grant her request.
Aegon looked at her sadly, caressing her cheek, his eyes starting to mist. "I
promise." He said placing a kiss on her forehead.
Galloping on their horses through the Dreadfort gates a hate burned deep within
her, if they knew of what was coming they'd be less eager to open their doors.
The house had been nothing but trouble for years, 'the savages of the north'
Robb had said playfully one time years ago when telling Bran stories of how
they used to flay their enemies. "Ser Barristan, tell the men I want every
Bolton flag and banner torn down and I want every family member with Bolton
blood brought to the courtyard if they are not already there." Arya ordered,
startling the knight as she usually never gave orders.
"Yes your Grace." Ser Barristan responded before shouting the orders to his men
as their horses started to fill the courtyard of the Dreadfort.
After dismounting their horses Arya saw a middle aged woman standing with a boy
who looked to be in his maybe early teens. Both persons wore displeased frowns
that showed they were not happy with their current predicament.
"Your grace." The woman curtsied and the boy bowed.
"Lady Bolton." Aegon responded formally.
The woman closed her eyes and let out a breath air as if she were trying to
swallow her pride before getting on her knees, Arya did not like the woman and
could see the resemblance she bore of her father's killer. "Your grace as Lady
of House Bolton I beg for your mercy, we surrender and swear fealty to you,
Aegon Targaryen the sixth of his name." The woman finished, her words making
Arya scoff and shake her head. She noticed the woman pointed out which
Targaryen she was swearing to in hopes of Aegon letting her keep her lordship
and house.
"Your lord husband took up arms against my Queen's birth family and your son
dishonorably murdered her father, for those crimes your house will not be
forgiven." Aegon said, the lady Bolton dropping her head down in
disappointment. "You and your house are herby stripped of all titles and lands,
henceforth House Bolton will be extinct." He finished formally, the words
bringing Arya some small satisfaction.
"NO!" The boy screamed out angrily before being forcefully quieted by his
mother.
"Im sorry your Grace, he's just a boy of twelve and knows not what he does."
She said in a panic, glaring down at her son. "May we have adequate time to
pack our belongings before we leave." She asked, clutching at her son who was
glaring daggers at Aegon and herself.
"Whether you get to live much less leave is entirely up to your Queen." Aegon
stated, the lady Bolton eyes widening as she looked to Arya.
"Your Grace…." Ser Barristan started in a low tone.
Aegon sending a glare towards the man to shut him down. "This is not a usual
circumstance, Ramsay doing what he did and the fact that this house has been a
cruel one for many years and still sporting that disgusting sigil." He stated
more to his men than to just Ser Barristan.
"And let's not ignore the little lord who will in a few years try and avenge
his horrid family by trying to kill mine." Arya spoke up. "Also do I need to
remind everyone here the rumors of what goes on inside these castle walls."
"There's no truth to any of them!" Lady Bolton called out.
"There is no truth to the rumors of how you let your sons rape and abuse their
servants?" Arya asked, wanting to hear the excuse to what all of the north knew
to be true.
"My husband was an honorable man, any northern lord would attest to that." She
responded looking to the few lords that stood behind them.
Lord Mormont stepped up and spoke. "Your husband was honorable on the
battlefield yes and he died an honorable way but that was where his honor
ended, it is know Roose had no honor when it came to taking a woman he wanted
and even killing one when she were pregnant with his bastard."
"Lies, you were never friendly with my husband Jorah!" The woman said with an
angered panic.
"No I wasn't, nor were most lords. Even the lords who sided with him did for
personal and religious reasons." Jorah spoke making the woman go red.
Seeing a servant girl watching the exchange from the balcony Arya got an idea.
"Tell you what, since you say all of the rumors are false we'll gather your
servants and they will vote whether the both of you live or die." Arya looked
over her back to the guards. "Fetch every servant of this castle and bring them
here." She ordered and waited as one by one the servants joined them in the
courtyard, enjoying the sickening look that graced the former Lady Bolton's
face.
Arya looked over the line of servants that had gathered and could see several
of the girls had bruises upon their faces and necks, it was all she needed to
see to determine the lady and young lord's outcome. "I give you my word that no
matter how you vote each and every one of you will leave this castle unharmed."
She announced, letting the words sink in. "Now a show of hands in support of
the execution of the former lady and lord Bolton." Hands raised unanimously as
soon as she ended her sentence, the lady and lord's faces turning sickly.
"Ser Barristan, see that they're hanged." Arya ordered, the older knight
following through sending men to grasp the woman and boy and drag them to the
gallows.
"No! Please your Grace, we will live to serve you I swear it!" The woman
screamed loudly as the tears came pouring out, the boy just glared at them
angrily. Part of Arya thought of sparing the mother as she looked truly
frightened but the son had to die, the boy was too far gone and too much of a
Bolton to live, even at age twelve.
Arya watched as the platform dropped from below their feet and the two bodies
dropped, the noose tightening it's grip. The mother and son's legs flailed
about as their faces turned blue, struggling for air until finally their bodies
went limp, the mother being the last to go. It felt good in that moment for a
minute but she found that it wasn't a cure to her ill, her father was gone and
no matter how many Boltons she killed he would never come back.
"Burn the bodies." Aegon ordered, his voice snapping her out of her thoughts.
She looked to him for a brief moment and found a sadness in his eyes, she
wondered how much of her father's death affected him. Arya knew he had come to
know him better at camp before the battle but she questioned how much of his
sadness was attributed to Eddard Stark's death or the fact that he had to hold
her while she sobbed, it was mostly likely both she thought.
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                                     Aegon
The trip back to King's landing was proving to be a depressing one, Arya hadn't
cried for a while but she still sulked and didn't speak much. Aegon through
himself into training, he had even started training harder and working to build
upper body strength. He never wanted to be in a situation like he was on the
battlefield again, an inch within losing his life. So everyday when they
stopped for camp Aegon trained hard for hours, bathed, had a bite to eat, then
fell asleep with a few comforting words to Arya thrown in.
Slipping into bed alone after reading some letters Aegon was not surprised by
his wife's absence, several nights Arya had gone on late night walks because of
her having trouble sleeping. Closing his eyes Aegon pictured Dany, the wife he
hadn't seen in months, he did so every night for the past few weeks. He missed
her so much and thanked the gods they were only a week's travel away from
King's Landing, he and Arya sent ravens back and forth to Dany while they were
away but it did nothing to squash his increasing desire to hold her in his arms
again. Aegon's mind drifted to how good her body felt against his, how her skin
tasted, his mind replaying past sexual encounters with her. He could feel
himself start to harden, his instinct was to take care of his need and relieve
himself but he didn't in fear of Arya walking in on him and he very well wasn't
going to ask her for sex as he knew she was no way in the mood for it and it
just didn't feel like the right time to resume such things.
Sitting up Aegon took a sip of water he had nearby, clearing his mind of sexual
thoughts and letting his desires temporarily disappear. Just as he put his
water down Arya appeared through the tent, a determined look on her face as she
quickly started to undress. "Wasn't expecting you this early." He voiced out,
recalling the several past nights.
Arya didn't respond, all she did was speed up her process of unclothing.
Worry and confusion washed over him as he watched her strip her clothing off as
if it was on fire. "Is something wrong?" He asked in worry, standing up from
the bed and moving towards her.
Again she didn't respond and before he could speak she had removed her bottom
undergarment and was completely nude, closing the distance between them and
pushing him back on to the bed. Yanking the thin sleep trousers off of him in a
swift motion before he could react, leaving him nude as she jumped on the bed
and straddled him. Arya's hand grabbed at his soft member and started rubbing
on it as she pressed her breast to his chest and grind against him, sucking and
licking on his ear lobe. "Come on, come on, there it is." She whispered as he
felt his cock start to grow hard, his body responding before his mind could.
He knew something was not right, the mood was very different then it had ever
been with them. Aegon thought it strange that just before he was having sexual
thoughts that she attack him like this, he questioned that maybe he sent her
some look that was unintended or maybe he leered at her without knowing. What
he did know was he wasn't going to let her fuck him out of some sort of duty,
he wanted her to want it as much as he did. "Arya, stop this…" He said weakly,
trying to fight his arousal. Ignoring his plea Arya placed his cock against her
sex and started to rub herself against him, her warm juices lathering the
underside of his cock, causing him to groan in pleasure, his body screaming for
him to fuck her. Just as she was about to lower herself onto his cock Aegon
grabbed her by the hips and brought her to a stop. "No." He voiced through
gritted teeth and made eye contact with her for the first time that night.
"Please?" She said with a longing in her voice and eyes. It was then Aegon
realized what was going on, he saw the desperation of her wanting to escape her
thoughts. It reminded him in someway of his first time with Dany, the emotional
need he felt to connect with her.
Keeping her atop him Aegon sat up and wrapped his arm around her and caressed
her cheek with his free hand, looking deep into her eyes that were filled with
a sadness. Kissing her softly he helped her lift herself up and guide his cock
into her, then sensation eliciting vocal sounds from them both. Arya started
moving up and down on top of him, her pace starting to quicken before he
stopped her. "Slow." He said quietly, looking into her eyes and receiving a nod
in understanding.
Arya continued to move slowly onto him as he placed soft kisses on her neck and
lips, basking in the connection he was having with her, the pure love that was
pouring out between them. It hit him suddenly that they were making love for
the first time, that one thing he had longed to experience with Arya was
happening. The animalistic need for release was toned down and substituted with
a desire to give her everything he could emotionally, a desire to take all her
pain onto himself. Soon he could feel his climax near and could tell her's was
as well when her movement picked up and her eyes snapped shut. "No, look at
me." He breathed out, causing their eyes to make contact as their climaxes
ripped through them, Arya's grip tightening around him as her body shuddered.
Coming down from their high he saw Arya start to tear up, her eyes full of
sadness as she broke down and started to cry. Aegon pulled her closer to him
and caressed the back of her head as she rested against him. She hadn't cried
for weeks before then but Aegon knew she hadn't moved on yet and probably
wouldn't for much longer, Arya had a close relationship with her father unlike
Aegon. It didn't surprise him at all that her father's death hit her harder
than his own did but he hoped that she would get better, he missed seeing that
exited happy look in her eyes, he longed for the playful and witty Arya that he
fell in love with. Aegon was glad they were headed home not just for himself
but for Arya as he thought it'd be much better once she was away from the war
and in a more peaceful setting with family, but in the end he knew she'd have
to make the conscious decision to pull herself out of that hole, all they could
do was give her reasons to do so.
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                                   Daenerys
This was the day, Aegon and Arya were said to be a day's travel away from
King's Landing and if she were to do what the red woman suggested then she had
to act today. Dany had decided to take her breakfast that very morning with
Melisandre to give an answer as the woman had said she already found a knocked
up whore from the brothel that could be used. The fact that she was a whore
made it easier even though it shouldn't, in the end taking a life low or
highborn was not a pleasant thing to do.
"Have you made a decision your Grace? The sooner it gets done the safer you're
child and you will be." Melisandre said, sitting across from her at the small
table in the Kings Study. Dany had arranged that they have breakfast in the
room for it offered the privacy they needed to discuss such matters.
Dany looked down to her now much larger belly and a fear rose through her, a
fear of losing her baby that she could now feel move inside her, a fear that
she could lose her own life as well if her baby died. "I have. I will send a
couple of my most trusted guards with you to fetch the girl and they will lead
the both of you back blindfolded through one of the secret entrances and to the
cellars where it will be done."
Melisandre gave her a look of relief. "Very well your Grace, your making the
right decision." She assured her.
A couple of hours later Dany found herself in the cellars watching the red
woman lighting a fire to logs of wood that sat in a large black pot placed by a
table. The table had a very pregnant and naked young woman confined to it, she
had to be at least 7 months along if Dany had to guess. Melisandre had said she
didn't have to be there for the ceremony but Dany was curious to see if
anything supernatural would happen and she had seen more executions then she
could count so she didn't think it would affect her but this was a pregnant
woman so she was a little apprehensive about spectating.
"Did the King get held up?" The young woman asked the red woman, unknowing of
Dany's presence as she stood in the shadows.
"The King will be here soon." Melisandre answered, continuing her work.
"He's such an unconventional King isn't he? Taking two brides, wanting to
arrive back from war in secret." The young woman rattled off in a giddy way.
Dany couldn't help but frown and shake her head at how gullible the girl was,
no good King would rob the people or himself of a glorious victory trek through
King's Landing amongst his people.
"You know I knew the King when he was Prince, he came in often to fetch his imp
uncle Tyrion. The first time I met him I was rendered speechless, he was asking
me where said uncle was and all I could do was stare at him like an imbecile.
One of the older women had to step in and apologize for me it was so bad." The
young woman said with a laugh before continuing. "Anyhow like I said I've
always had it really bad for him so when you told me he wanted to see me I just
had to end the short leave I was taking for the pregnancy."
Dany hated it when Aegon went to that brothel, she knew he didn't touch any of
the woman but she just didn't like the idea of him being in one. The young
woman though was giving her a different perspective of what kind of people
worked there, the whore sounded like an innocent little girl talking about a
boy she fancies, it was very jarring and didn't make any of this any easier.
"Lord we ask upon you….." Melisandre began speaking loudly to her god, every
word striking more fear into the young woman lying on the table. "…..Receive
this sacrifice….."
"Where is the King?" The woman asked fearfully before Melisandre pulled a
dagger from within the coat she was wearing. "What are you doing? What's going
on? Where's the King?!" The young woman voiced fanatically.
Melisandre held the dagger with both hand above the woman's belly and closed
her eyes, the woman's screaming and crying for her to stop. Dany was just about
to breakdown and tell the red woman to stop when the dagger was brought down,
piercing the top of the woman's belly, causing her to scream out in pain.
Melisandre then started to cut downwards, opening the woman's belly, her
screams now ear piercing and as messy as the blood that poured from her. Dany
felt a sickness brew inside her stomach as she realized where the scene was
heading, clutching her stomach she held strong, still not daring to leave.
The young woman passed out as Melisandre put her hand's inside her, the red
woman rummaging around for a second before bringing a babe from the woman's
stomach, cutting the cord that attached the babe to its mother with the dagger.
Melisandre quickly moved to the pot filled with flames and threw the baby in,
the fire roaring loud in acceptance before going completely out and then
impossibly roaring back to life. The flames did this over and over several
times as the air grew thick and sounds of heavy winds that could not be felt
filled the cellars. All of it had Dany in a stunned silence, not being able to
move a muscle as she unexplainable prescience move pass her and leave a chill
wind before heading straight to the flame were it hit and roared the biggest
and loudest it had up to that point. The flames touching the ceiling and the
roar of the flame reaching deafening heights before it finally extinguished to
nothing, the cellar going silent and back to it's normal state.
Melisandre walked over to the pot and looked in it and then looked to the dead
woman on the table before setting her eyes on Dany who was standing a distance
away. "It is done your Grace." She confirmed in a shaken tone, showing that the
experience had not only Dany in a shocked state but the red woman herself.
***** Chapter 20 *****
Chapter Notes
     I know, It's been a long long long time since the last update but
     hopefully this big chapter makes up for it a bit.
     Enjoy!
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                                     Sansa
She had done nothing but cry the day she was informed her father had died,
everything she thought was important was washed away and replaced with grief.
It was only till the next day that Sansa decided to come out of hiding and head
back to Winterfell, she realized her place at that time should be with her
family and to hells with anything else. It was early that next morning Sansa
made her way to the dining room for breakfast to tell her aunt she planned to
leave for home, on her way down the halls Sansa heard several voices emit from
the great hall. Tip toeing to the doorless entry she peeked into the room and
spotted someone who could only be Viserys Targaryen along with several northern
lords talking to her aunt, Manderly being the one mainly talking at the moment.
A fear spread through as she realized these were her father's enemy's, him
being dead now making that all the more apparent.
Viserys turned his head and spotted her, a chill going up her spine as she
stilled. "I see your niece has joined us." Viserys announced with a smirk,
causing every head in the room to snap her way.
"Sansa dear come greet our guest." Lysa voiced warmly.
Not knowing what else to do she slowly made her way over to her aunt wondering
if she had truly gone insane. She tossed around theories in her head as to why
the rebellion would be in what was enemy territory, a part of her wanted to
believe it to be some sort of surrender but she knew that was far fetched.
"Sansa this is Viserys Targaryen." Lysa said motioning to the man as she
interlocked her arm into Sansa's as if she were scared she'd run away.
"Pleased to meet you Lady Sansa." He greeted, giving a handsome smile, Sansa
saying nothing in return.
Viserys was a good looking man but the rumors about his personality outweighed
his handsomeness and charm in her eyes, she had sent a raven to Arya
threatening to wed the man but she had no intention to follow through with the
threat, even less so now standing but a couple a feet away from him.
"Lady Sansa I'm sorry to hear of what happened to your father, he was a good
man." Lord Manderly offered sincerely.
Viserys scoffed. "The man's honor got him killed just like that fool Roose."
Sansa could feel her blood start to boil from the remark.
"You will not speak of Eddard that way in front of me nor his daughter, not in
my lands." Lysa snapped, glaring at the man.
Viserys nodded. "My apologies, now if Lady Sansa could gather her things we'll
be on our way, can't stay here too long."
"What?" Sansa questioned wide eyed, a feeling of nausea overcoming her.
"Sansa dear I did not plan for it to happen this way but circumstance forces
me." Lysa said as she turned Sansa to look her in the eye. "If you want to be
Queen this is the only way, Aegon will never love you, he picked your sister
and discarded you."
"I don't care about any of that anymore." She said as she swatted her aunt's
hands away. "I just want to go home, I need my family!" Sansa exclaimed as she
tried to pull away from her aunt's tightening grip.
Lysa shook her head. "There are more important things you need to focus on, you
will go with Viserys and you will be his Queen. You're a Stark and very
essential because of it, later you will thank me for this." She rattled off in
a soothing voice.
"No I need to go home, I won't do this!" She screamed struggling with her aunt
to get from her grip when suddenly she felt someone wrap an arm around her from
behind and bring a toxic smelling rag over her mouth. Her body weakening and
her moments slowing as she fell into unconsciousness.
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                                   Daenerys
Standing out by the gates of the Red Keep with Tyrion, Cersei and the small
council, Dany watched impatiently as men gallop through the gates. She
desperately needed to see him in the flesh, to have proof that Aegon was still
here. Dany had been so lonely ever since they had left, sure she had Tyrion but
she wasn't anywhere near as close to him as she was to Aegon and Arya.
When she finally saw the two of them galloping through the gates she felt her
heart swell when her eyes landed on Aegon's, it felt like a blur watching Aegon
hurriedly dismount his horse and close the distance between them, coming to a
stop once he was an inch away from her. He gently cupped her face with his
hands and made eye contact with her, his beautiful indigo eyes giving her proof
he was safe and home. He brought his lips to hers softly, setting the pace for
a slow kiss, a kiss that she had longed for many nights. Putting her arms
around him Dany noticed his body was harder then she remembered. "Gods, I've
missed you so much." He said with a warm smile after the kiss broke, caressing
her cheek with is thumb.
"Ive missed you too." She said as they embraced each other, Dany noticing his
body was definitely harder than before. Pulling slightly out of the embrace she
ran her hands up and down his arms feeling the muscles underneath the fabric of
his shirt. Aegon had built some muscle from training before he left but she
could feel they were much more defined now. "You've gotten bigger." She said
with surprise feeling more of his arms.
He chuckled and brought his hands to her belly. "I see the little one has too."
Glancing at his hands she noticed a small scar on the side of his left hand.
"War wound?" She asked rubbing the scar.
Aegon gave a small chuckle. "I guess you could say that." He answered with a
mischievous glint in his eye, Dany noting that she would ask more about it
later.
After another hug Dany pulled from the embrace and turned her attention to
Arya, seeing the grief in her eyes and the sadness hidden behind a small smile.
Witnessing Arya in such a state broke Dany's heart, gone was the innocence in
Arya, replaced with the realities of war and the cost of waging it.
Stepping over to Arya, Dany pulled her into a hug. "I'm so sorry." She
whispered, Arya tightening the hug in response.
"Its good to see you." Arya responded in a shaky voice before pulling away to
greet Tyrion, him giving his condolences as well.
Turning her attention back to Aegon she saw him embracing his mother, the woman
that raised the both of them. Cersei had been like a mother to her and still
even with them fighting looked at Cersei as her mother, she remembered that day
years ago when she was a little girl, Cersei pleaded with Rhaegar to show some
affection for Dany.
A ten year old Dany hurried through the halls of the Red Keep, eagerly trying
to find Aegon and win their game of hide and seek. She did not want Aegon to
win again and have to bear his insufferable gloating. Turning a corner she
reached Rhaegar's chambers and was about to enter to look under the bed when
suddenly she heard voices and came to a stop at the ajar door, recognizing
Cersei and Rhaegar's voices.
"This is ridiculous, she's your little sister. Are you just going to continue
to ignore her like she doesn't exist?" Cersei asked.
"If anybody could understand it should be you. At least I don't treat her like
shit." Rhaegar spat back, Dany flinching from the words.
There was a long pause before Cersei replied. "Tyrion and I have come a long
way and you're the reason we're better for it, why can't you do the same? She's
just a little girl, what happened to your mother is not her fault." Dany was
finally getting the answers to why Rhaegar didn't love her, she would ask
Cersei and Aegon that question many times and they would always assure her that
her brother did indeed love her but it didn't explain why Rhaegar never spoke
to her nor showed her any affection.
"It's just….she….. I'm not talking about this any longer." He said, footsteps
coming closer to the ajar door, sending Dany into a full sprint down the
hallway as to not get caught.
Moments later she lay in her bedchambers silently crying into a pillow, she
thought of her mother, the image of her in the painting. Dany wished that her
mother were alive, if not for her brother than for her father. She had seen the
sad smile her father would wear while talking of her and Dany always felt a
twinge of guilt when it happened.
"See you finally gave up, just like I said would happen." Aegon voiced out
teasingly as he entered her bedchambers, Dany not even bothering to acknowledge
his presence. "Oh come on, don't be a sore loser." He complained, still getting
no reaction from her. "Dany?" He said worriedly walking over to the bed and
lying a hand on her shoulder. Turning her head from the pillow she showed him
her red tear filled eyes. "What's wrong?" He asked, his eyes frantically
scanning her for injuries.
"Rhaegar blames me for mother's death and why shouldn't he? I took her away
from him and father, they probably wish I had died instead of her." She spat
out quickly, letting all her fears spill from her.
"That's not true, grandfather loves you, and father…." He started
"What about my brother? He doesn't even speak to me. I know father loves me but
Rhaegar does not." She responded in a strained saddened voice, realizing now
how stupid it was to think her father might wish her dead in any circumstance.
Aegon shook his head. "I don't believe that."
Dany wasn't surprised he thought that way, Aegon had been doted on by Rhaegar
since she could remember. She had always been jealous of him when Cersei and
Rhaegar would dote on him together, she often wished she had both her mother
and father in her life like Aegon had. "He hates me, you may not want to
believe it now but its true and he will eventually convince you to hate me
too." She said with a frustrated cry as she got up from the bed and started to
make her way out of the room before Aegon shot towards her and grabbed her arm,
causing her to turn to him.
Throwing his arms around her, he held her tightly. "I could never hate you, I
will always be here for you no matter what. I love you." He said in a concerned
tone.
Wrapping her arms around him Dany took in every word and hung on them, feeling
the pain ease away from her slowly as she came to the conclusion that she
didn't need Rhaegar's love. She had Father, Aegon and Cersei, and it was enough
for her. If her brother hated her then it was his problem not her's as she had
more people that loved her than hated her.
Dany couldn't help a small smile as she recalled the old days and how different
things were now, her and Aegon had always been so close, even back then. She
dreaded telling him about the red woman and the pregnant girl she killed, Aegon
didn't believe in superstition, he remembered Rhaegar spouting off about
prophecy and calling him the prince that was promised only to see his father
realize with age that it was all just stories and none of it would come to
fruition. Aegon despised his father for exposing him to tall tales and he was
right to do so, Rhaegar should've kept that stuff to himself and not try to
brainwash a child into believing what he did. She knew it would be tough but
she had to tell him what happened, ever since that day she hadn't gone an hour
without thinking of what she saw and she needed to share that with him, warn
him of a force that exist beyond common knowledge or science.
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                                     Aegon
After greeting Dany and the rest of the family Aegon had called a small council
meeting immediately after, he needed to know if there had been any spotting of
the rebellion and discuss what to do of the traitorous houses, in particular
House Baratheon as Stannis had been dead for years and Renly had died on the
battlefield so the Stormlands was left to Robert and Lyanna's son Steffon. If
Steffon were not Arya's cousin he would have order the boy's death, no
question, but that wasn't the case and made the situation much more difficult.
"Now what of the rebellion, do we have any leads?" Aegon asked his small
council.
Varys scooted in his chair a bit before answering. "My little birds chirp of
seeing Viserys with a small group arrive and leave the Vale before finally
disappearing from Westeros."
"The Vale? What business would he have there? House Arryn fought against him."
Aegon said with confusion.
"That I do not know your Grace but Lady Lysa Arryn replied to our inquiry
assuring us of House Arryn's loyalty and said they have not seen nor heard of
Viserys being anywhere near the Eyrie." Varys answered.
"Why is Lady Arryn responding instead of Lord Jon Arryn?" Aegon questioned.
"She said he was under the weather." Varys answered with an uneasy look,
letting him know he was not taking it all for face value which Aegon expected,
anybody who did take it at face value was a fool. There were too many questions
and not enough answers which made him think plays were being made without his
knowledge.
"We'll send some men to see what's happening in the Vale ourselves and to check
on the Lord and Lady Arryn." Aegon ordered nodding to Ser Barristan who took
his leave to enact the order.
"I've finally accounted for land and properties we've gained from the war and
have made a list of what should go to who….." Tyrion stated handing a piece of
paper to Aegon. "If there are any changes that need to be made I'll see to it."
Aegon scanned the list and saw the Dreadfort listed to be determined by the
Starks. "I agree with the list although the Starks will only be getting the
land that the Dreadfort stood on."
"I don't understand?" Tyrion asked.
"It's being demolished, the castle, all of it." Aegon answered.
"Have you spoken with Lord Stark? The Dreadfort is very old and a part of
northern history, are you sure he'll be okay with this?" Tyrion asked with a
look that said he wasn't pleased.
"Im sure Robb will be fine with it and if he's not then tough luck. Queen Arya
demands it to be destroyed." Aegon stated, the information taking Tyrion aback.
Tyrion cleared his throat before continuing. "Speaking of the Queen what shall
we do of her Aunt's home? Steffon may be young but he is now Lord of House
Baratheon and son of a traitor. Lyanna Baratheon has written an apology on
behalf of her husband and has swore fealty, she is on her way here with Steffon
to also swear fealty and speak to you in person."
Aegon nodded, expecting nothing less as Lyanna was a smart woman and knew what
had to be done to keep her son alive. She'd come to King's landing and label
her husband a traitor and separate herself and her son from him as much as
possible. "Good, see that she's treated as a guest when she arrives." Aegon
responded earning a nod from Tyrion as he wrote on a piece of parchment.
After the meeting Aegon brought Tyrion into the King's study to have a much
needed private conversation as the decree that he had Tyrion write still
weighed heavy on his mind.
"I see we're destroying ancient castles now?" Tyrion spat sarcastically as he
poured them some wine.
"Believe me It's not something I wanted to do but Arya asked it of me and I
promised I'd make it happen." Aegon explained taking the glass that Tyrion
offered.
"Are you going to do everything she ask of you even though you know it's a bad
idea?" Tyrion questioned.
"Of course not, she was grieving and with what had happened, I couldn't deny
her vengeance." He answered taking a sip of his wine.
Tyrion nodded. "Mmm yes I've heard of Queen Arya's vengeance, hanging a mother
and her boy together with no trial. Not even offering them the black, yes that
little incident has some people believing the Queen has gone mad."
Aegon scoffed. "That boy had to die, he would have come after me if I left him
alive no matter if he took the black."
"And what of the young Baratheon boy?" Tyrion asked taking a gulp of wine.
"Im hoping he's more Stark than Baratheon but there are other things that need
to be discussed." Aegon answered moving the conversation to the original topic
he wanted to get to, getting a nod from Tyrion to continue. "The royal decree
that I had you write regarding the heir, its come to my attention that you seem
to have worded it to be vague on which Stark the child's blood had to be from."
Aegon stated, shooting Tyrion a glare with accusing eyes.
Tyrion sighed before taking a gulp of wine. "This is politics Aegon, everything
I do is to protect you and this family. You know why I worded it that way so I
won't go into explaining and if you were in my position you would have done the
same thing."
"If I were in your position I would've conversed with my King first before
doing things without his approval." Aegon spat raising his tone as anger rose
with it.
"Oh and what you would've agreed? You've been completely blind ever since Arya,
unable to see reason when it comes to things regarding her. For gods sake you
just destroyed a castle thousands of years old just because she asked you to!"
Tyrion spat back, letting his own anger show.
"Damn you, you knew I wouldn't be a conventional ruler and you accepted the
position of Hand anyways and I've given so much slack to you, hells the fact
that I'm letting you talk the way you are to me without taking you're tongue
shows how much respect I have for you. And now you pay me with nothing but
disrespect, you're supposed to be one of the few I can really trust and now I
cant even trust you to copy my words down on a piece of parchment!" Aegon
yelled at him, turning the hurt into more anger.
Tyrion glared at him and Aegon could tell he wanted to continue and had more to
say but Tyrion swallowed his words and took a breath. "I've got things to
attend to can we continue this conversation later?"
Aegon knew he was really asking for a cool down as both of them were prone to
saying things they would regret and knew it'd be better if they resolved their
issues when both of them were in a more rational state of mind. "We'll talk
later." Aegon answered before Tyrion took his leave, letting a huge breath of
air escape his lungs once the door shut, the mental exhaustion just now hitting
him.
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                                     Arya
Sitting at the feast that was being held just hours after their arrival Arya
felt more at ease than when on the road, seeing Dany lifted her spirts quite a
bit and Tyrion as well. It felt like home sitting beside Aegon and Dany, the
familiarness of it giving her a warmth. She was still grieving over her
father's death but over all she felt better, the main thing that kept her mind
off her father was her relationship with Aegon. She thought she knew what kind
of relationship she had with Aegon but since the last time they made love she
was constantly questioning what love was, how something she thought was so
simple was somewhat more complex. She didn't think she could get closer to
Aegon than she already was but somehow it happened, a single moment of complete
vulnerability on her part during love making had changed something, it had made
the sex more about emotion than lust and the need of release. Part of her was
angry at the thought that Aegon maybe could have been with Dany that way the
whole time and had just not spoken up about it, she hated the thought that
things were not equal between her and Dany and now she questioned if love went
even deeper than what she had already experienced.
Dany leaned over across where Aegon sat and spoke low. "Arya why aren't you
eating anything?"
"Just feeling a bit sick is all." She answered simply, taking a sip of water to
try and subdue the nauseous feeling.
"She's been this way for a couple of days, I tell her she should go see the
maester but you know, she's stubborn." Aegon chimed in, takin her hand in his
and giving it a gentle squeeze. Dany gave her a sympathetic frown and patted
upon where Aegon and her hands rested before retuning to her own meal.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" He leaned over and asked quietly.
He had asked that question so many times since her father's death, he'd always
been there trying desperately to help her through the grief and she was
grateful he was. She didn't know what she'd have done without him there to
console her. If there was one negative to coming back to King's Landing it was
that she'd have to sleep alone, she wouldn't have his warm embrace help her
drift into unconsciousness. Arya hoped somehow that Aegon would come to her
bedchamber that night after his time with Dany, she hadn't said anything to
Aegon to make him do so but she held out hope that he would think of her come
bed time. "No I'm fine." She answered with a small smile.
"Your grace." A redheaded woman approached the table out of nowhere and
curtsied.
"And who might you be?" Aegon asked suspiciously.
"This is the lady Melisandre, She's been a great aid to the crown during your
absence." Dany answered.
"You seem to favor the color red, are you a priestess?" Aegon asked, surprising
Arya and the red woman with his question.
"Yes your Grace, I serve the lord of light." The red woman answered.
Aegon nodded. "My father told me of your religion when I was little, for a time
he was quite fascinated with theology."
"I'm sorry I didn't have the chance to meet him your Grace." Melisandre stated.
"Yes well it was nice to meet your acquaintance and thank you for your
contributions to the crown." He said with an even tone, letting the woman know
the conversation was over.
"You're welcome your Grace." Melisandre stated before taking her leave.
"Why is she here?" Aegon asked Dany in a sharp low angry voice.
Dany turned to him and looked him in the eyes, almost as if she was
communicating through them. "It's very complicated, I will tell you later."
Dany answered quietly, Aegon let out a frustrated sigh before taking a gulp of
wine.
Moments later Jamie Lannister walked over to them with Joffrey in tow, a smile
and a sway to his step from the drink. "Your Grace I hope you're enjoying the
feast." He said jovially.
"I very much am but not as much as you it seems, also just because we're back
in King's Landing doesn't mean you have to get all formal on me." Aegon shot
back with a smile.
"Well old habits do die hard Aegon" Jamie said with emphasis on the name. Ever
since Jamie started training Aegon the two had gotten closer, even more so
after the battle once Aegon upped his training.
Aegon chuckled. "That they do."
"My father was telling me of how bravely the both of you fought on the
battlefield, Ive already heard at least dozen stories from our soldiers about
how fierce our Queen was." Joffrey complemented. The Arya from before would've
beamed with pride hearing those words but the Arya of now who knew the cost of
war was only reminded of the needless death that hunted her dreams, the
countless men young and old that she had shot and cut down. She didn't
understand why people glorified war, her father never did and always said he
hated going into battle and she never understood why until she experienced it
herself and now she hated it as well which is where her and Aegon differed.
"She is something, my Queen." Aegon said giving her a pride filled smile.
"I try to tell the boy how exciting a battle can be and the honor that comes
with fighting but none of it will ever convince the boy to pick up a sword."
Jamie said, giving his son a light shove.
"I used to be the same way, father tried over and over to get me into swordplay
but I loved books too much. The only person that got me to finally pick up
sword and start training was our Queen here." Aegon said giving her one of his
handsome smirks, giving her a flashback to that first day she met him in
Winterfell, the memory of their awkward encounter making her smile.
Jamie gave a big hearty laugh. "Seems about right, most men wouldn't lift a
finger without the motivation of a woman."
"Speaking of women how are Lady Myrcella and Lady Alyce doing?" Dany asked in a
sincere voice.
"They're doing fine, made it back from Casterly Rock right before the feast."
Jamie answered. Arya was confused for a moment but then remembered Jamie sent
his family back to the Rock for the war just in case the worst happened and
they lost.
After a bit more chatting and various people coming to speak with them the
three royals dismissed themselves and headed back to their chambers, Dany
giving her a hug and promising they would talk in the morning before bidding
her a goodnight and slipping into the King's bedchamber, leaving Arya and Aegon
alone in the hallway.
"Goodnight." She said as she embraced him, struggling with herself not to beg
him to sleep with her tonight. She knew it was selfish of her and Dany had been
without him for so long but Arya couldn't rid her need to be in his arms where
she could sleep somewhat peacefully, she hadn't slept without him since the
battle and she was scared to do so now.
Pulling back he held her face in his hands, looking deeply into her eyes. "If
you need anything we'll be right in there." He said nodding his head to his
chambers. "Ok?"
Arya only nodded before hugging him tightly and giving him a kiss goodnight,
hoping the sweetsleep she got from the maester would be enough to get her
through the night.
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                                   Daenerys
Sitting in a chair in the King's bedchambers Dany let her maid finish undoing
the last of her braid before dismissing her and looking over to Aegon who was
untying his boots and kicking them off. She could feel the arousal stir within
her already, she had been waiting for this so long that she felt like pouncing
on him like an animal in heat but she knew she had to talk with him first, tell
him of all this things that had happened while he was gone.
"Finally." Aegon voiced out once the maid exited.
Getting up from her seat Dany made her way over to Aegon with a dreadful
feeling inside, fearing what his reaction would be to her doings. "Some things
happened while you were gone..." she started
"You can tell me about the red priestess tomorrow, right now all I want is
you." He cut her off, standing up and bringing her into his arms, pulling her
lips into a searing hot kiss. A pleasurable feeling shooting through her body
and down to her core, her body screaming for him to take her.
In between breaths Dany tried to speak up again. "You don't understand, some
very serious things occurred while you were gone and you need to know..." Her
voice faltered as he kissed on her neck and kneaded her ass cheeks, his touch
setting her body on fire.
Stopping his kisses he looked her in the eyes, his own filled with desire. "Is
the information life threatening?" He asked her seriously.
Dany realized that it was entirely the wrong time to try and talk to him about
such things, he'd just got back home and he wanted her as much as she wanted
him. She decided for the both of them that she would wait to tell him and hope
he'd understand why she chose to do so later. "No, its not." She answered with
a smile.
"Then it can wait till tomorrow." He said before resuming his kisses.
Kissing him back with urgency Dany ran her hands over the sides of his chest,
feeling the muscles she had noticed earlier, her need for release making her
ever more aggressive. Pushing them towards the bed Dany bit at his bottom lip
before pulling his shirt off, earning a look of surprise from her
aggressiveness.
A wild mischievous glint appeared in his eyes before he grabbed at her gown and
ripped it apart in one motion, leaving her nude as he began to lay hot kisses
on her neck while massaging her breast. The act made left her burning with
desire and impatient with need for release. Hurriedly moving onto the bed Aegon
hovered atop her and traveled down her body with his kisses, giving her breast
some attention before moving to her baby bump. His kisses softer on the area
where their child rested until finally lading upon where she really ached to be
touched, his kisses soft and slow on the lips of her sex, his tongue slipping
inside her causing a moan to escape her mouth.
His tongue and mouth worked on her until she was near climax and she felt the
overwhelming need to have him inside her, the months without him kicking her
desire to new heights. "Aegon." she called out in strained voice, causing him
to stop his work, raise up and look to her with lust filled eyes, his mouth
glistening with her juices. The sight never ceasing to increase her arousal. "I
need you inside me." She said, sitting up and pulling him into a deep kiss,
tasting her own juices that she had come accustomed to and enjoyed tasting it
on his mouth.
Gently pushing him onto his back Dany straddled him and took hold of his cock,
rubbing it against her entrance in anticipation before slowly impaling herself
onto it, the pleasurable feeling of him stretching her coursing through her
again after many months without it. Once she had all of him inside her she
stared into his eyes, taking in all the lust and love that swirled within them.
Resting her hands on his defined chest Dany slowly started to ride him, her
speed increasing ever so slightly as Aegon gripped her by the hips and helped
her with her movements.
Dany felt her climax near as she bounced up and down on him, it heighten with
every downward movement. Her body was on fire from the pleasure as it reached
the tipping point, the orgasm ripping through her with a force that left her in
a mindless bliss. As she came down from her high she could feel her sex
contracting around Aegon, her body more sensitive than it had been in the past.
Sitting still atop him as she recovered Dany looked into Aegon's eyes and could
see the arousal in them as he caressed her thigh.
Suddenly he lifted her off of him and sat up himself, turning her around so her
back was to him. Knowing what he wanted Dany propped herself up on her hands
and knees and waited in anticipation. "I dreamed of you every night..." He said
in almost a whisper against her neck, the topside of his cock rubbing against
her sex, reigniting her arousal. "Your taste, your smell, your skin..." He
continued his hot breath hitting her neck and sending pleasurable shivers down
her spine.
"What about Arya? Did she not put you into dreamless sleeps every night?" Dany
questioned playfully within her daze of arousal. She felt Aegon freeze and
tense up behind her, Dany realizing she may have went too far as she had never
mentioned Arya while they were fucking before.
"I need both of my Queens for me to be well rested." He said with a hunger to
his voice and his body more relaxed.
Without another word she felt Aegon slide his cock into her, the action
eliciting sounds of pleasure from the both of them. Holding them still he began
kissing on her shoulder and neck before slowly starting to move in and out of
her, the two of them building a rhythm as their arousals rose. Moments later
Dany could feel herself on the edge of climax as Aegon slammed into her with a
speed and force that told her he was close as well, suddenly she felt Aegon
take a handful of her hair twirl it around his hand and start to pull on it.
She yelped at the slight stinging of pain and the way it merged and collided
with the pleasure coursing through her body. "Fuck!" She yelped as her orgasm
blindsided her and hit her hard, her world going dark as she rode the high.
Just as she started to come to she heard Aegon sigh as his thrust slowed before
eventually pulling out of her, taking her into his arms and laying them back
down.
"Sorry, I kind of lost control..." He stated with heavy breaths, placing soft
kisses on her head.
Dany shook her head and grabbed his hand. "No it's fine, it was different..."
She rattled off breathlessly as she tried to gather her thoughts. "I think I
actually kind of liked it and I was more surprised by it than hurt." She added,
earning a soft chuckle from Aegon. As they lie silently her mind wondered to
Arya, curiously conjuring up how Aegon was with her and if it were any
different. "Do you do that to Arya?" She asked in a way that she herself didn't
believe the question, she could feel Aegon's body tense up as he held her, the
same way he had earlier.
Aegon moved away from her to the edge of the bed, leaving her immediately
regretting her words. "Why would you even ask me something like that, you
expect me to divulge details of how Arya and I fuck now?" He asked in disbelief
as he poured himself some wine.
Dany tried to hold in her temper as she didn't want to get into a fight the
first night he was back but it was difficult for her to do with Aegon as she
always told him her opinion no matter what and it had gotten them into some
fights over the years but the fights never lasted long, she especially didn't
want to tonight because she knew they were going to most likely get into it
tomorrow. "No but don't you think the question perfectly reasonable considering
you're the one who pulled my hair while we we're fucking, something you hadn't
done before but now are suddenly doing after being off with Arya for months?"
She said in the calmest tone she could, knowing the words probably betrayed her
feelings.
After taking a big gulp of wine he sat the goblet down and turned to look at
her, his eyes telling her he knew she was mad and that her mask was not going
to work on him as it never had before. Letting out a heavy sigh his face
softened as he returned to her, wrapping his arms around her. "It is a
reasonable question I just don't know if It's right to answer it." He answered,
laying kisses on her shoulder to ease the tension.
"Perhaps I should've kept my mouth shut and asked her myself, I'm used to us
being able to talk about anything but maybe that's not the case any longer?"
She voiced to him and herself, wondering if something had change in time
without her knowing.
Aegon tightened his hold on and snuggled into her. "No you can talk to me about
anything, nothing has changed. Nothing will ever change between us, you should
know that?" He assured her. She wanted to believe the words and she thought
they could even be true but in that moment she didn't feel like they were and
Dany didn't respond, letting his words hang in the air unknowing of what to do
with them. It was such a little thing that represented a much bigger thing, it
wasn't just about knowing what he did with Arya, it was about loyalty, trust
and honesty, things that had not been questioned in their relationship until
Arya entered it. He sighed again, cutting the silence before speaking. "I
haven't done that with Arya, you were the first ok?" He stated teasingly moving
above her placing playful kisses on her, removing the tension and worry from
the room and replacing it with laughter.
The evening resumed it's celebratory mood and soon Aegon was filling her in on
all the details of the battle, the earlier subject forgotten. His eyes lit up
with joy as he detailed the kinds of deaths he brought to various enemies,
mentioning the many that died under Arya's sword as well. Dany was not
surprised at all with how much he loved battle, she knew him better than he
knew his self, he had a fire burning inside him that only she could see and now
was out for the world to see. Seeing him so excited infected her with happiness
and a warm feeling inside, a feeling only he'd been capable of infecting her
with since they first started courting each other. "No book, no words can
describe the high you get from it all. It's one of the most intense and amazing
things I've felt in my life." He finished with wide eyes and a smile.
"You make it sound so fun, but I think a lot of people would disagree with your
feelings." Dany voiced, thinking of how often people described war as a
horrible thing.
"I think some people just take it differently, Robb and Uncle Jamie love it
like I do while someone like Bran doesn't. I mean take Ned Stark for example,
didn't like war at all..." Aegon started.
"But was excellent at it." She finished for him, earning a nod in agreement.
"Guess it does depend on the person. What about Arya did she enjoy it as much
as you, you know before her father died?" She asked curious if it had all lived
up to her expectations.
Aegon frowned from the question. "I don't know, if she did Ned's death ended
any enjoy that could come from it."
Dany thought about how Arya had looked earlier that day, the sadness behind her
eyes. She has been meaning to ask Aegon earlier how she was doing but with the
feast and everything they didn't have the time. "I need to talk to her
tomorrow, I could tell she's in a bad place just from her eyes." She said both
to herself and Aegon.
"The happiness is gone." Aegon added simply in a sad tone.
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                                     Arya
Tossing and turning Arya couldn't get herself to sleep, she had been trying for
hours with no luck and the sweetsleep not helping a bit. The memories of the
battle kept replaying in her mind not giving her a minutes rest, it was too
much and felt like she was about to go mad. Not being able to bear it any
longer Arya got up from the bed and slipped a robe on over her nightgown before
heading out the room and down the hall to Aegon's bedchamber. Stepping up to
the door Arya glanced at the Kingsguard who stood by the door, the man not
speaking a word but just giving her a nod of acknowledgement. Realizing the
guard wouldn't stop her Arya open the door to the bedchamber and stepped inside
the dark room, hoping that Aegon and Dany were dressed, If they weren't she
decided she would just turn around and forget about even trying to wake Aegon
up. Tip toeing over to the bed Arya let out a sigh of relief when she spotted
both clothed and sleeping soundly in the bed, at least she figured Aegon was
clothed in his sleep trousers as he always slept shirtless.
Kneeling down next to the bed Arya poked at Aegon to try and wake him, hoping
she could somehow avoid waking Dany who slept halfway on top of him. "Aegon."
She whispered out, her eyes darting over to Dany who was starting to stir.
"Aegon!" Arya called in a whisper again, her husband unresponsive as he was
dead asleep.
"Arya?" She heard a feminine whisper call out, her eyes snapping to Dany in
acknowledgment and embarrassment.
"Im sorry I didn't mean to wake you." Arya said in a quiet voice, averting her
eyes and trying to shrink away, cursing herself for even being there.
Just as she was about to hurry away she felt a hand latch around her wrist,
halting her movement before she could make one. Snapping her eyes back to the
couple in bed she saw the hand that held her in place belonged to a half asleep
Dany. "Come, sleep. There's enough room." Dany voiced out, tugging on her arm.
At first Arya was going to reject the offer but she was dead tired and knew
that having Aegon nearby was the only cure for her ill so with a nod of
acceptance Arya moved onto the bed, Dany moving away from Aegon so Arya could
lie in between them. Once she settled under the covers Aegon snuggled up
against her, wrapping his arms around her all the while still asleep. Nuzzling
up against him Arya got comfortable and let a sigh of relief out, taking in a
whiff of his soothing scent. Just as she was closing her eyes she felt Dany
move in towards her back, creating a nice warmth between the three of them, the
comfort sending Arya into a peaceful and much needed sleep.
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                                     Aegon
Aegon woke to a head of brown hair resting atop his chest. "The hells?" He
questioned groggily as he felt something pinning in his left arm. Looking to
his left he saw Dany snuggled into the back of Arya, lying on his arm. Craning
his neck he looked back to Arya who was sleeping peacefully with a smile on her
face, causing him to form his own. He wished he could see her smile when she
was awake for he had missed it dearly.
"She came in the middle of the night." He heard Dany whisper, confirming his
assumption. He had told her last night that they should go to bed dressed just
in case Arya might come and fetch him, he'd even told the guard to give her no
trouble. What he didn't expect was that she'd just crawl into bed with them.
"Did she try to wake me?" He asked.
"She did but you were dead asleep." Dany answered, causing him to frown as he
didn't like the fact that drinking made him a deep sleeper.
Arya stirred atop him groggily, lifting her head and looking around before her
tired eyes connected with his. "Good morning." He greeted her with a smile.
She gave a smile before her eyes went big and moved to look at Dany, as if she
forgot where she was. "I um couldn't sleep..." She started with a guilty look,
her eyes connecting back with his.
"I heard, and you came to me just like I told you." He stated, reminding her of
the conversation they had.
"I know but its been so long and this was your night." Arya countered looking
back to Dany with apologetic eyes.
"Yes but you've been through a lot and I care about you, besides I had my alone
time with him hours before you came to us." Dany assured her, tucking a lock of
Arya's hair behind her ear.
Letting a huff of air out Arya rested her head back on his chest. "I still feel
guilty though." She voiced out.
"Well you shouldn't, we love you and if we didn't want you here you wouldn't be
here. Did you get a good nights sleep?" He asked tilting her face up to look
her in the eye.
"Yes." She answered simply.
"Then that's all that matters." He stated, placing a quick kiss on her lips,
eliciting a small smile from her. "Now ladies if you will excuse me..." He
started giving Dany an equal kiss. "I have to take a mean piss." He finished
sending them into a small laugh as he moved out from under Arya and headed to
the bathroom, a big smile on his face from the much better change of mood that
Arya was showing. It wasn't until Aegon emptied his bladder and cleared himself
of his grogginess that his mind began to wonder what exactly it meant that both
his wives were sleeping with him in the same bed, maybe it was a one time
thing, but maybe it wasn't? His eyes widened at the thought, stopping himself
short of picturing lying with both of them at the same time.
Rinsing his hands and washing his face Aegon took a deep breath and expelled
the speculation and dirty thoughts of pure fantasy from his head, he had too
much to deal with as it was and adding another factor onto his marital life
would most likely drive him insane. Drying himself up with a cloth Aegon's mind
shifted successfully to politics as he thought of what his next move should be,
what pieces were moving that he might be at the moment unaware of.
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                                   Daenerys
As the day moved on Dany grew more and more anxious of what was to come, not
only was she supposed to inform Aegon of what had happened but the dragons were
supposed to hatch according to the red lady. Dany was of course skeptical but
she wanted to believe, she had dreamed of riding a dragon since she was a
little girl and the possibility of it being a reality was intoxicating.
"It's feels nice being back in a gown, younger me would've never thought those
words would come from my mouth." Arya stated with a smile as she took in her
form in the mirror, bringing Dany from her thoughts.
Aegon had left them earlier for some meeting, leaving her and Arya to get
dressed and have breakfast without him which irritated her but she figured it
worked as it give her a chance to talk one on one with Arya. "The blue suits
you well, Aegon will love it." She complimented, taking in the northern beauty
that she shared a husband with.
Arya caught her eye in the mirror and gave an appreciative smile. "I'm glade
we're back home." She stated moving towards and joining her on the bed where
she had been sitting. "War is not what they make it out to be in the songs,
they don't tell you of the faces you see every night you close your eyes." She
said seriously, a sad look in her eye as she seemed to visit a memory.
Dany was stumped, she didn't know what to say, she had no idea what it was like
and knew there was nothing she could say to make it better or erase what she
had experienced. "I'm sorry, I don't know what I can say." Dany offered
honestly, hoping the tone of her voice conveyed the sincerity.
"There's nothing to say, it's something I will be dealing with the rest of my
life." Arya answered, her eyes downcast.
Not wanting to offend her Dany changed the subject to another important matter
that needed to be discussed. "Arya some things happened while the two of you
were gone and when Aegon finds out about it I'd be grateful if you had my
back?" She asked, clasping her hand.
"What happened while we were gone?" Arya asked, her eyes worrying.
She knew Aegon would be angry but in the end understand but what she didn't
need was Arya piling up on the anger, so she figured it best to tell her first
and earn some good grace. "Do you remember the woman dressed in red last
night?" Dany started, detailing every little thing that happened in regards to
the ritual, the way the pregnant woman died to where the baby was tossed and
the spiritual force she felt. Arya listened wide eyed, pale, unmoving as she
took in every word. "You need to understand I had to do it, it's real they
would've taken my baby. The dragons are going to rise and they needed life as
payment, I wasn't going to let it be my baby!" Dany stated with a fury, feeling
her eyes watering.
Arya closed her eyes as if she were struggling to hold something in then
suddenly Arya shot off the bed and into the bathroom, the slight echoing sound
of puking answering the question of why Arya ran off.
Walking into the bathroom she found Arya on her knees with her head over
chamber pot still puking, without thinking much about it Dany went over to the
bathroom cabinet and fetched a wash cloth and a mint leaf, knowing it always
helped when she was sick. Walking back and bending down beside Arya she
caressed her back and offered her the wash cloth as it seemed she was done.
Arya quickly took the wash cloth, cleaning up and then taking the mint to
freshen her mouth. "Thank you." Arya voiced sincerely.
Moving back into the bedroom Dany began getting nervous, feeling guilty and
shameful for causing Arya to illicit such an action. "Im sorry, I didn't mean
to..." she started.
Arya shook her. "It wasn't you, I've been sick on and off for the past week."
Dany's eyes went wide at that, she knew what it most likely meant. "Are you off
the moontea?"
"No, I think I've just come down with something bad." She answered in a matter
of fact way.
Dany wanted to make her go get looked at by the maester but she held her
tongue, knowing she needed to tread lightly and that it'd do no good since Arya
never went to a maester or took medicine. "Arya... The things I told you, you
have to understand why I let those things happen." She asked in a plea, hoping
she would see reason and relate to her situation on some level.
Without a word Arya snaked her arms around her and embraced her, it took a
second for Dany to embrace her in return as it was not something she expected
from someone that had just heard of the awful things she had done. "I
understand, more than you know." Arya responded with a shaky voice, filling
Dany with a sense that the two shared something dark that was different but
also alike.
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                                     Aegon
Having just left a meeting Aegon was heading to the gardens where he agreed to
meet his wives when he was done, walking down the sunlit halls and enjoying the
atmosphere he felt his mind start to drift into a day dream until suddenly he
heard someone calling from behind.
"Your Grace?" The feminine voice called.
Turning around he saw the red woman hurrying to catch up with him. Sighing, he
stood still and waited for the woman to approach him. "Yes what is it?" He
asked in annoyed voice, having no patience for religious people.
"May we speak privately your Grace." She asked with a worried voice, her eyes
big and frightful.
Aegon wanted to tell her to fuck off but her current state stopped him as he
was curious of what the woman was so worried about. "Follow me." He said, not
before letting out a dissatisfied groan.
Once in the Kings Study the woman took no time launching into voicing her
concerns. "I had a dream last night, the three of you are very important, the
lord has plans for you but..." she paused, as if to reflect on something.
"There's so much death coming, more than this world has seen before and things
even the lord cannot control. There are strong forces that will come, forces
that lay within you that you must fight. I can pray for you, put together some
rituals but in the end it will be you who will drive the sword into this
unknown being." She finished with a deathly serious look.
"Was that all?" Aegon asked her, the woman nodding with a confused look.
"Alright then, say those prayers for me and I'll take it from there." He said
in the most sarcastic voice he could muster, patting her on the shoulder to top
it off before he headed to the door.
"Your Grace you must listen!" She stated in frustration.
"I did and now I must continue my day as planned." He said playfully, exiting
the room and shutting the door behind him, leaving no chance for response.
Enjoying toying with the religious in this new way as pre-war Aegon would've
insulted and humiliated the woman, he found this way much batter as he could
prolong the entertainment.
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                                     Arya
Have you gone mad?! How could you even do something like that, a woman carrying
a child?!" Aegon bellowed at Dany, the sound making Arya jump as she never
heard him speak to her that way but Dany just stood and took it stoically. A
half hour ago the three of them had enjoyed a nice dinner together but it all
fell apart the minute they stepped into the King's bedchamber, as Dany had
something she needed to tell him.
"You don't understand, our baby would've died if I hadn't done what I did.
These spirits, forces whatever they are they're real, I felt it." Dany shot
back with conviction.
"It's all horse shit, that woman has brainwashed you and Im going to have her
head for all the shit she made you do!" He yelled, his face reddening.
"I know what I felt, it was real and I was not going to let it take my baby
from me." Dany said with an anger of her own, taking a step towards Aegon in a
challenging way.
"I believe her, she wouldn't have done something like that without feeling she
had to." Arya finally spoke up, hoping to ease the tension between them.
"I'm not saying she's lying, I believe that she believed she had no other
choice." He explained, the frustration in his voice apparent. Suddenly his eyes
rounded on her. "I've notice you seem pretty calm taking all this in, did you
know about this before she told me?"
Arya felt guilt hit her as she realized she had purposefully withheld
information from him, she didn't think she was doing anything too bad until
this moment. "She told me earlier today." She answered, thinking it better he
knew she hadn't been withholding from him for long.
Aegon scoffed and shook his head in disappointment, the room silent for a
second before the storm of words began again. "You're unbelievable you know
that, you hated my father and even mocked him for believing in shit like this
and now here you are, going further with this than he ever did." He said with a
nasty tone, a tone she never heard nor thought he would use with Dany.
"Don't you dare compare me to him, I am nothing like him!" Dany yelled at him.
"Then stop acting like him! All of the things we have to deal with and you just
go and pile on more shit, is it not enough that I put a fucking crown on your
head when everyone was telling me not to?!" He rattled off, obviously saying
things he didn't mean as people tended to do when in a fight, she herself had
done so many time with her siblings.
"Fuck you, the crown is mine by right. My father made it so, we were betrothed
by royal decree. And don't pretend you didn't want it as much as I did, you
would've made me Queen even without the decree because you need me. You'd have
grown up to be a terrible King like your father if it wasn't for me, You'd have
never picked up a book without me nor listened to my father more than your
own." Dany countered venomously, trying to hurt him as much as he did her.
"Bullshit, what about how you would've turned out without me? Firstly you
would've been shipped off to some disrespectful ass of a Lord..." He started
again but Arya started to tune them out, all the words that was starting to be
too much and grating. Closing her eyes Arya further tuned them out, focusing
her mind on nice things instead of the quarrel that was on display. Just as she
was starting to relax she heard a crack from a distance behind her than another
a second after. Opening her eyes Arya look towards the sound and saw the three
dragon eggs that always sat on the dresser in a bundle of hay, only this time
she saw something sticking out of one of the eggs.
Stepping closer she noticed all three eggs were lightly cracked, thinking she
was hallucinating she blinked her eyes a couple of time and stepped even
closer. Suddenly with a crack the middle black egg opened up to reveal a black
reptilian looking creature, its head peering about causing Arya to gasp in
disbelief.
With a screech from the creature the other two eggs opened up to reveal two
more creatures, one a pale cream color, the other dark green. It was then Arya
noticed the arguing had stopped, before she could turn her head to check on the
two both of them passed by her. Both moving gracefully as if they were floating
by, Aegon immediately held his hands out for the black dragon, allowing the
creature to crawl up his arm and sit on his shoulder, the dragon nuzzling it
nose against Aegon's jaw. Looking over to Dany she saw the pale colored one had
already done the same to her, all Arya could do was watch in awe as she and the
other two were speechless. Not only had dragons been long gone it was said that
dragons could only hatch with extreme heat, and here it was happening with no
heat what so ever.
Stepping up closer to Aegon, Arya looked over the black dragon closer, taking
in the scales and the horns, the texture. Suddenly she felt something latch at
her arm and start moving up, snapping her eyes to her arm she saw the green
creature hurrying up her arm. She felt her heart stop from fear, cursing
herself for being as stupid to get close to dragons as if she were a Targaryen.
The green dragon crawled up on her shoulder and rubbed its head against her
cheek, she could feel it sniffing her with determination. She didn't know
whether to try and fight it off or wait for it to bite, she was still and
indecisive from the fear.
"It's not going to hurt you, It's taken with you." Aegon said in a soothing
voice, calming her in an instant as she trusted him to have some knowledge of
these creatures.
"This is impossible." Arya breathed out in relief and shock, not know if she
were talking of the dragon taking to her or of the dragons in general.
"It smells the blood within you." Dany voiced out as the dragon made it's way
back down Arya's arm. "The valyrian blood that runs through the child you
carry." Dany added as the dragon craned its neck to sniff at Arya's stomach and
rubbing it's head against her affectionately.
 
Chapter End Notes
     I originally had Arya making a conscious decision to have a child
     last chapter after the sex scene but reviewers suggestion of Arya
     accidentally getting knocked up infected me and in the end I think it
     turned out much more interesting this way. So keep leaving those
     suggestions on where you think the story should go because they will
     sometimes get through and actually change what I have planned.
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