Aegon In A Few Months

The Wedding At Storms End Was Delayed Because Robert Didn't Feel Like It Was The Right Time. And Aegon Was Holding His Newborn Son In His Arms. Tears Ran Down His Cheeks and Dropped Onto His Son, He Held His Son Close, Hiding His Mother's Corpse and Vacated Eyes From Their Son's. Aegon Was Feeling Destroyed, His Wife, Evalan, Had Died In Childbirth. Aegon Handed His Boy To The Wet Nurse, Pushing The Silent Sisters Out Of The Way, and Cradling His Dead Wife In His Arms. "I Will Always Love You Evalan. And I Promise You.........No I Swear, That I Will Protect Our Son, A Boy Of Dragon and Horse, A Man Of Fire and Steel, That I Will Raise Him As A Child Of The Dothraki and Westerosi. I Will Protect Him, and I Will Ensure You Are Never Forgotten." Aegon Vows His Eyes Conviction Strong, Weakness Lacking. Picking His Wife Up, He Waits For The Doors To Open, and Finds His Bloodrider Waiting. "Give Her The Farewell Befitting A Dothraki Khal. She Deserves That Much, and Inform Your Brothers and Sisters Their Khaleesi Died, So Her Son Could Live." Aegon Tells Him. "Yes Khal." Says The Bloodrider. "I Lost That Right, The Moment I Watched Her Pass. I am No Khal, I am King Khal." Aegon Says His Eyes Wracked With Suffering and Agony.

"My Son, Now." Aegon Says As The Wet Nurse Hands Him His Son. "As Your Father, and Your Sole Remaining Parent, I Name You Maekar, Son Of King Aegon Targaryen The Sixth of His Name, and You Will One Day Succeed Your Father As King Maekar, Second Of Your Name." Says Aegon As He Looks Into His Son's Baby Eyes. "Take Him To His Grandmother, Tell Her What Happened. Rest Of You Out Of My Sight." Says Aegon Handing The Babe To The Same Wet Nurse. The Silent Sisters Leave, and Aegon Feels A Great Anger Fill His Body, His Hands Shake With Grief-Filled Rage, and His Eyes, Tormented and Chaotic. "I Need A Fuck." Aegon Says In A Strained Voice. "Guard, Bring Me Lady Myranda." Aegon Orders The Outside Guard.

Aegon Watched As A Pregnant Myranda Entered The Room. "On Your Knees." Aegon Commands Her. Myranda Shrugs Her Robe off, and Aegon Removes His Own Clothes. "Your Mouth." Aegon Says In The Same Commanding Tone. Smiling, Myranda Opens Her Mouth, Eyeing His Hardening Cock With Hungry Anticipation. Aegon Strokes His Cock With A Heavy Hand, and Myranda's Eyes Were Begging Him To Fuck Her Face. When His Cock Had Become Sufficiently Hard, Aegon Took His Other Hand, Ran His Fingers Through Myranda's Hair, Before Gripping It Hard and Tight, Yanking Her Head Back. "You Are Mine, Mine and Mine Alone. I Suggest You Hope Our Child Is A Boy, Because If It Is A Girl, She Will One Day Be Mine Too. Now Take My Cock Inside Your Mouth." Aegon Orders Her. Myranda's Eyes Reflect His Lust and Passion, and Keeping Them Fixated On His Own, She Takes His Cock In Her Mouth, She Doesn't Gag, She Swallows His Cock Right Into Her Throat. Aegon Doesn't Let Her Stop Swallowing His Cock, Instead, He Holds His Hands On her Head, Preventing her From Removing Her Mouth From His Cock.

Myranda Starts **** On His Cock, and At The Last Second, Aegon Pulls Her Head Back, and Myranda Gasps Violently For Air. When She's Recovered From **** On His Cock, Aegon Is About To Do It Aegon, But Suddenly He Feels Faint, His Knees Buckle, and His Heart Is In His Throat. "Myranda, What's Going On?" Asks Aegon. "Your Grace?" Asks A Genuinely Concerned Paramour. "I Can't...............I Can't Feel Anything." Says Aegon As He Pants Despite Having Little To No Reason To Do So. "Guards!" Shouts Myranda.

Whatever Struck Aegon So Abruptly Had Numbed Him Utterly, He Was Drenched In Sweat, His Skin Paler Than Usual, Eyes Vacant. Robb Stark and The Current and Previous Queen's Were Woken and By His Side. Aegon Was In A State Similar To But Different From Questionably-Induced Euphoria. His Muscles Tight and Taut, His Body Hot and Heated. Alys Was By His Side, Holding His Sweaty Hand. "What in The Seven Hell's Happened?" Asks Robb. "Queen Evalan Died In Childbirth, According To The Guards, His Grace Was Quite Upset and Summoned Lady Myranda, We Found Him On The Ground Barely Alive." Says Ser Barristan. "Is This Poison?" Asks Robb. "We Don't Know Your Grace, Lord Varys Has Been Summoned, He Spent More Time Around Poisons Than Most Maesters, We're Hoping He'd Know What Was Happening." Says Barristan. "Why Are His Lips Pale and Blue? He Can't Be That Cold, He's Hot To The Touch and Sweating Like A Pig On The Spit." Says Robb.

(Robb Stark's POV, Small Council Chamber)

Robb Sat In The Hand's Chair, The Small Council Had Filled Their Seats, All Save The Grand Maester, Varys and of Course Queen Alys. Varys Came In Suddenly "I Have Examined The King, and Have Deduced It Not To Be A True Poison, But Shade Of The Evening." Says Varys. "Shade Of The Evening?" Says Robb. "Yes, But With A Odd Oil Added it To. I'll Need Prince Oberyn's Assistance To Learn Just What." Says Varys. You'll Have It, No One Attacks My Sister's Child This Way." Says The Red Viper, A Vengeful Fire In His Eyes. "And The Queen and Prince?" Asks Robb. "With The King, The Dragons Are There Too, They Refuse To Leave The King's Room." Says Varys. "See That He Lives." Says Robb and Varys Does His Usual Way Of Bowing and Departs With The City Watch Commander.

Aegon Had Become Less Weak The Longer The Dragons and His Wife and Son Were With Him. His Body Was Still Sweaty, and Whenever She Could, Alys Took A Cloth and Wiped Him Down. She Held Evalan's, No Her Son In Her Arms. She Was Disheartened Evalan Had Given Her Aegon A Son Before She Had, But She Would Not Treat This Child As An Outcast or Foreigner In His Own Home. She Might Not Have Given Birth To Him, But She Would Become His Mother Nevertheless. Because Alys Herself, Was Nearing The Time To Birth Her Own Child.