Besides A Livid Mother?????

Aegon Was Hit Upside The Head Several Times By His Mother, Demanding To Know Why He Tried To Commit Suicide. Each Time Aegon Refused Speak To Her About It, Even Silently Making Sure Jaehaerys Said Nothing. Aegon Might Be Afraid Of Incurring His Mother's Wrath, But This Was Something He'd Risk. He Had A Constant Guard, and The Sand Snakes Were No Less Than Five Feet From Aegon At All Times, Though Tye and Nym Frequently Kept Aegon Close Enough To Grope. Word Of Aegon's Attempted Suicide Was Ruthlessly Squashed, Anyone Who Dared Speak Of It Without Leave Risked Becoming The Next Illyn Payne Or A Plaything For The Mountain That Rides.

Officially, It Was Reported That An Assign Had Attempted To Kill The King and His Brother, Unofficially, Rumours Were Spreading Like Wildfire On Top Of Hot Oil and Inside A Dragon's Belly. Aegon Had Found It Necessary To Pay Regular Visits To The Great Sept Of Baelor, and House Tyrell Was Pushing Harder For Aegon To Wed Margaery Sooner Rather Than Later. Margaery Herself Had Been Accompanying Aegon On Both Of His Daily Trips To The Great Sept. Likely At Her Grandmother's Advice, But Aegon Didn't Mind, He Got Tired Of Sansa Trying To Adhere To Southern Traditions and Culture, and Aegon Didn't Like Her Trying Something She Was Uncomfortable With.

Aegon Was Sparing With Ser Barristan Selmy and Ser Loras Tyrell, While Ser Arthur Observed Aegon's Technique. Aegon Had Agreed To Stop Trying To Kill Himself If His Mother Would Drop The Reason Why For Two Years Minimum, Hence Why He Was Allowed To Spar With Ser Barristan and Ser Loras At All. Though She Technically Held No Official Authority Over Them Anymore, The Kingsguard Was Just As Fearful, If Not More, Of Incurring The Queen Mother's Wrath, Much Like Their King. Aegon Had Slowed Considerably To Accommodate Sansa's Wishes and To Keep His Healing Unimpeded Or Halted In Any Way. Despite What She Or Others Thought, Aegon Did Care For Sansa, His Dedire Atone For Visenya's **** Pushed Him To Swear A Holy Vow Before The Old Gods, Witnessed By The High Septon and Prince Jaehaerys. This Vow Specifically Stated Aegon Would Never Again Directly Or Indirectly Kill Another Woman Ever Again. He Also Swore To Never Willingly Take An Innocent Life. Though Small, It Gave Aegon A Measure Of Peace.

But Aegon's Skill With The Sword Was Hindered By His Self-Inflicted Injuries, and He Was Restricted By His Promise To Sansa Of Not Doing Anything That Risked Overexertion Or Trying To Outperform The Two Knights. Ser Loras Had Accepted Ser Barristan's Offer Of Replacing The Ailing Ser Lewyn Martell and Aegon Needed The Exercise, So Ser Barristan Was Doing A Threeway Spar With Ser Loras and Their King, While Ser Arthur Dayne Observed. Aegon Was Fighting Two Handed, Blackfyre In One Hand and A Short Spear In The Other. The Spear Was A Gift From Nym, To Celebrate The Anniversary Of Their First Sexual Encounter.

Though Somewhat Unaccustomed To Wielding A Great Sword In His Main Hand, and A "Stunted" Spear In The Other, Aegon Had An Innate Understanding On Such Weapons. He'd Been Fostered At Casterly Rock, Served As A Page For His Uncle Doran's Court, Before Following In His Uncle Oberyn's Foosteps and Studying Poisons At The Citadel. Of Course, Aegon Branched Out and Had The Knowledge Of an Archmaester, Indeed He Was Among The Few To Possess The Skill To Earn The Notoriously Difficult Valyrian Steel Link, Had He Stayed and Actually Became A Maester. Aegon Actually Maintained A Very Cordial and Active Communication With No Less Than Seven Archmaester's At The Citadel. His Favorite Was Maester Qyburn, A Maester Of Unique Quality and Potential, Qyburn Owed His Service To Aegon's Favour, Because If He Didn't Have Aegon's Backing, He Would've Lost His Chain Links Long Ago.

Aegon Was Seated With Quentyn, Tyrion, Tywin, and The Rest Of The Small Council As A Special Representative Of The Iron Bank Of Braavos Was Ushered Into The Small Council. "Your Grace, Allow Me To Present Tycho Nestoris, Iron Bank Representative.'' Says The Ever Humble Lord Varys. ''Your Grace, I Understand You Wished To Discuss A Loan?'' Says The Representative. ''Yes, I Did, Winter Is Coming, and I'll Need A Sizeable Loan To Buy Enough Food To Feed A Minimum Forty Five Thousand Men In The North.'' Says Aegon as He Pours The Representative A Goblet Of Wine From His Personal Stores. ''An Arbor Gold With Vanilla Extract and Peach, But Just The Slightest Hint Of Dornish Red, A Personal Favorite Of Mine.'' Aegon Tells The Representative. ''Hmm, Quite Nice, But As To The Matter Of The Loan, I Understand That Food Is Not Your Only Concern?'' Asks Nestoris. ''No, Wildlings Are Massing Beyond The Wall, More Than A Hundred Thousand Supposedly. I'd Need A Lowered Interest Rate In Order To Fully Repay The Iron Bank's Investment On Time.'' Says Aegon.

''Well, Your Father Was Always Most Agreeable, and His Abilities To Repay Us Never Failed. So, I Don't See Why We Couldn't Make A Slight Adjustment To Your Interest Rates.'' Says The Representative. ''We Appreciate This, But We Aren't Asking You To Do This For My Father. If You Lower The Interest Payments By Thirty Percent For Five Years, We'll Willingly Pay The Interest Accumulated On The Standard Rates With An Additional Fifteen Percent Increase Interest Rate Out Of Respect For The Iron Bank's Patience For Five Years In Full Before We Take Out Another Loan.'' Says Aegon As The Representative Smiles Whilst Drinking. ''I Don't Think This Shall Be Much Of A Problem Your Grace, The Iron Bank Council Appreciated The Way Your Father Dealt With Us, and I Do Believe They'll Feel The Same About You.'' Says Nechos As He Stands Up, Bow's, and Leaves. "Lord Stark, Have The Royal Army Prepare For Battle, We're going To Need Sufficient Equipment To March North.'' Says Aegon as He Finishes His Goblet Of Wine.