Besides Sansa?? Mya Stone, Wylla Manderly, Tyene Martell, and Of Course Nymeria

Aegon Targaryen, Sixth His Of Name, King Of The Andals, Rhoynar, and First Men, The Dragon Of Dorne, The Summer Dragon, The Summer King, The Destroyer, The Bronze Dragon, and The Dragon King, He Was Now Married, To Two Queens, Tyene Martell, Formerly A Bastard Daughter Of Prince Oberyn Martell Of The Kingsguard, and Now Sansa Stark, Sister Of The Lord Of Winterfell and Warden Of The North, Robb Stark. Left Unsaid However Was Aegon's Paramours, Three Of Whom Where, Like Both Queens With Child. The Most Along Was His Oldest Reigning Queen, Tyene Martell, Following Her Was Her Half-Sister Nymeria, and Then Lady Wylla Manderly, and Lastly Mya Stone, Who While Not Great With Child As Queen Tyene and Lady Nym Were, Was Nonetheless Carrying The King's Child Every Bit That Each Stated Paramour Were.

Whatever Happened, The Realm Had Already Been Bleed, and So Too Did The Queen Tyene. She Was Giving Birth Right Now, Septa's Acted As Midwives As They Helped Tyene Through Her Labour, Aegon Sat Right Beside His Beloved Queen, As Her Screams Echoed Throughout The Chamber, The Grand Maester Helped With The Procedure Also, As Did Tyene's Father, Ser Oberyn Of The Kingsguard....Ser Oberyn....God's That Tasted Foul In Aegon's Mouth. In Any Event, The Sounds Of Tyene's Screams Were Joined By The Crying Of A Child's, A Newborn Child's. "Your Grace, Queen Tyene Has Given You A Son." Says Grand Maester Gormon. "A Son?! A Son Egg!?!" Asks Tyene, Before Crying Out As Yet Another Child's Cries Are Heard. "Two Sons?" Asks The Grand Maester More To Himself Than Aegon Or Tyene. "An Heir and A Spare." Says Oberyn Earning A Slap From Dowager Queen Lyanna. "They'll Need A Name Egg." Says Lyanna. "Our Eldest Will Be Our Prince Of Dragonstone, Our Blood Of Old Valyria and The Rhoynar, Our Son Shall Forever Be Known As Daeron." Says Aegon As He Holds His Son High. "And What Of My Other Grandson?" Asks Oberyn. "Well Tye?" Asks Aegon As He Whispers Several Names To Tyene. "The Third One." Says Tyene. "Baelor It Is Then." Says Aegon As Both Babes Are Held By One Parent Each.

The Realm Rejoiced, The Realm Bleed Not Blood, But Bleed Happiness, The King Who Had Spared Them A Slow Destruction Underneath A False King, The King Who Had Avenged Their Dead Families and Friends By Personally Cutting Down The Puppeteer Of Their Slaughter At The Cost Of His Hand and Some Of His Gut, That King Had Now Been Given Two Strong and Healthy Sons. The Further News That Good Queen Sansa Was Also With Child Just Added To The Festivities Being Planned. A Grand Tourney Was Planned, and Aegon Called For It To Take Place In The North, Aegon Himself Would Not Ride, But He Did Encourage His Squire Brandon Stark To Participate In The Squires Tournament, The Boy Had Performed Admirably In Aegon's Absence, Becoming An Apprentice To The Tutelage Of Ser Barristan Before His ****, and Ser Jamie After Ser Barristan's ****. Now However Aegon Decided That He Was Incapable Of Teaching Brandon Swordplay When He Himself Could No Longer Wield Two Blades As He Had Been Trained, So He Instead Named Bran's New Teacher As Ser Garlan Tyrell.

Aegon Declared A National Holiday, Celebrating The End Of The Final Blackfyre Rebellion, The Hour Of Dragons As It Would Come To Be Called, Would Be A Week Of Festivities Celebrating The End Of The Bastard Pretenders At The Hands Of The Destroyer King They So Very Hard Tried To Usurp. But Aegon Also Decreed That The Names Of All Those Who'd Died Fighting The Blackfyre's Be They Knight's Or Mercenaries, Nobles Or Smallfolk Were To Be Inscribed On A Grand Statue That Would Be Unveiled In Celebration Of The Inaugural Holiday Festivities. Coincidentally This Very Holiday Would Coincide With The Celebratory Tourney For The Births Of Princes Daeron and Baelor. This Would Also Be The Place Where Aegon Would Find Recruits For A Queensguard, Because As The Men Of The Kingsguard Were Seven Only, and Were As Such Too Few To Ably Protect The Entire Royal Family, Aegon Had Instead Envisioned That A Secondary Guard Would Need To Be Formed, and They Would Have Similar Oaths To The Kingsguard, But This Queensguard Would Be Bound By A Solemn Vow Ratified Before The High Septon To Never Go Against Their Queen's Wishes, Failure To Uphold It, Obey It, Or Sustain It Would Constitute **** If Not Instant and Immediate Execution. Unlike The Kingsguard However, Queensguard Members Would Be Trained In Varying Combat Styles In Order To Overwhelm Any Would-Be Foe....

Aegon Was Walking Through The Growing Tourney Grounds Tents Were Being Propped Up, and Aegon Was Happy To See Many Sigils He Already Recognised From His Tenure As A Novice At The Citadel....

The Sigil Of House Dondarrion:

And Their Overlords In House Baratheon:

The Sigils Of The Riverlands Houses Of Frey:

Bracken:

Blackwood:

Mallister:

Whent:

House Frey:

And Of Course Their Tully Overlords:

Other Banners Aegon Recognised By Their Sigils Were The Houses From The Reach and Dorne, For The Dornish Had Come In Great Number, Their Influence Could Be Seen To Be Greater Than When It Was In Daeron The Good's Day, A King Of Dornish Blood and A Queen Of Equal Dornish Blood, The Dornish Houses Represented Here Included, But Were Not Limited To:

The Sigil Of House Dayne, Oh Gods Darkstar Was Here:

House Manwoody Of Kinsgrave:

House Qorgyle:

And House Martell's Sigil Flew In The Light Wind:

So Many Houses and So Many Sigils, But Unfortunately So Very Very Little Time, Aegon Had Preparations To Make, and The Sheer Volume Of Sigils Could Never Be Fully Named, Nor Done Justice, Because Just As Aegon Recognised Some, He Did Not Recognise Many Many More, Oh He Recognised Certain Parts, Not The Entire Banner, Aegon Had A Serious Business Matter To Attend To, One Of Great Import!!