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Aegon Sat In Guilt-Wracked Fury, As Robb Said He'd Need To Marry Sansa Or Margery. "I Married Alys, Is This Not Enough To Secure The North?" Aegon Asks In A Strained Voice. "It Would, But Alys Is The Daughter Of Lord Rickard's Second Son, and House Karstark Is Our Cadet Branch." Says Robb Carefully. "Get Out Of My Sight, Both Of You, Send For Lord Varys, I Need To Speak To Him." Says Aegon, Dismissing Alys and Robb. As Aegon Held His Young Son In His Arms, He Saw The Boy's Mother's Face Reflected Back At Him. Maekar Had Tanned Skin Befitting A Dothraki, But His Dark Hair Had Streaks Of Silver, Not Unlike Aegon, Whose Silver Hair Had Streaks Of Black In It. His Eyes, Mismatched To Reflect His Mixed Heritage, Of Valyrian-Dornish and Dothraki. One Of Darkened Violet, Another Of Blackened Almond.

"You Sent For Me Your Grace?" Lord Varys Voice Speaks As Aegon Looks Up and See's His Plump and Bald Spymaster. "Who Do I Chose Varys? Margaery Tyrell? Sansa Stark? Or Do I **** Jaehaerys To Marry One Of Them?" Asks Aegon. "Margaery Tyrell Is Beloved By The Commonfolk Of The Reach, Even Some Of Dorne, But Sansa Stark Is The Queen's Distant Cousin, Her Naivety and Beauty Could Further Unite The North Under The Iron Throne. The North Is The Most Populous, Even The Men and Women Who Don't Serve As Soldiers Are Hardened Fighters. But Where The Northern Lands Are Hard and Bitter The Lands Of The Reach Are The Most Fertile Lands In The Seven Kingdoms, and Could Supply Our Realm With Food For Near-Eternity. But Which Is The Better Choice?" Says Varys. "My Father Married My Stepmother, But The Northerners Were Still Distant, I Married Alys, and That Was Less Prominent. I Marry A Stark and Karstark, I Show My Commitment To The North and Gain Their Loyalty. But Even So...." Says Aegon.

"But Even So, The Reach and House Tyrell Have Always Been Supporters Of The Crown, and Have Never Had A Queen of Their House, Nor Of The Reach Since King Viserys The First Of His Name, Beside The King Of The Seven Kingdoms Or Of House Targaryen. Their Loyalty Has Never Been Questioned, But Their Loyalty Has Never Been So Justly Rewarded Either." Says Varys. "What If I Married Both?" Asks Aegon. "Your King, and Such Things Aren't Unheard Of, Your Ancestor and Your Own Father Had Multiple Wives, But You Ancestor's Second Son Was The Only One With More Than Two. It Would Be Unprecedented, But Could Prove Fruitful." Says Varys After A Few Moments Consideration, Or Hesitation. "Have The Grand Maester Send A Raven South To Highgarden, Demanding The Presence Of Lord Mace and Lady Margaery To Kingslanding, But Send Another North Summoning The Hand's Father To Court." Says Aegon.

"Right Away Your Grace." Says Varys. "And Varys?" Says Aegon, Catching Varys At The Door. "Send Two Additional Ravens, One To Pyke, Asking Lady Yara Greyjoy To Come To Court, and One To Casterly Rock, Asking Lord Tywin To Foster Prince Maekar When The Boy's Of Age." Says Aegon and Varys Bows Respectfully Before Departing. "Maekar, One Day, One Day You Will Become King." Says Aegon As He Can Hear The Screams Of Childbirth Nearby. "Sounds Like The Girls Are Giving You Some New Siblings." Says Aegon As He Can Distinctly Make Out Myranda, Tyene, and Arianne Screaming. "Your Not Wrong." Says Nym's Voice, and She Steps In, Pregnant But Still Gorgeous. "Not Time For You Yet?" Says Aegon. "Remain's To be Seen Darling." Says Nym Before Departing.

Tyene and Myranda Had Birthed A Girl Each, Arianne Had Given Him A Bastard Son, and His Mother Had Birthed A New Sibling In Princess Cassandra. His Daughter By Myranda Was Named Rhaellen and His Daughter By Tyene Had Been Named Alyssane. Arianne's Bastard By Him, She'd Named Him Aenys, and Insisted He Be Recognised As A Martell, and Aegon, Had Little Choice But To Agree. Word Spread Quickly Of The Existence Of Three New Royal Bastards, and The Fact That Queen Elia Had Given Birth To A Second Daughter. Questions Were Raised Of Her Parentage, But Elia Revealed She'd Laid With Viserys, Mistaking Him For Rhaegar In Her Grief. Bullshit, But Necessary.

Aegon Also Had The Established Problem Of His Dornish Culture Conflicting With The General Law Of Succession Outside Of Dorne. He'd Named Maekar As Crown Prince Of Dragonstone, and Told People Anybody He Suggested Otherwise Would Either Be Beheaded Or Sent To The Wall, Depending On The Circumstances and Then-Current Mood. Aegon Was Sitting On The Iron Throne With Tyene In His Lap Nursing A Small Alyssane At Her Breast When The Lord Stark and Lord Tyrell Were Ushered In. "Welcome Lord Stark, Lord Tyrell." Says Aegon. "Father." Says Robb.

Aegon Kissed Tyene's Cheek, Before She Was Ushered Away. With The Rest Of The Court Following Her, The Kingsguard, Hand, and Queen Alys Were All That Remained Aside From The Lord's Of House Stark and House Tyrell. "I Have A Problem, My Beloved Wife Has Died In Childbirth, and Am In Need Of Another Alliance. I Need The Tyrell's and Starks, The North and The Reach." Says Aegon. "Your Grace, You've Married My Mightiest Bannermen's Sole Granddaughter. Is This Not Enough?" Lord Stark Asks. "Your Own Son Suggested Another Match Lord Stark, But Lord Varys Convinced Me Of The Necessity." Says Aegon. "Lord Tyrell You Were Loyal To The Crown In The Rebellion. Your House Deserves This More Than Mine." Says Lord Stark. "Actually I Intend To Marry Both Lady Sansa and Lady Margaery. But Because Lady Sansa Is Little More Than A Child I'll Delay The Actual Wedding For Three Years, Lady Margaery Would Not Have The Same Delay However." Says Aegon and He Can Feel His Hands Appreciative Glance On Him. "As A Result Of This, We Have Decided That There Is A Necessity To Take Advantage Of The Coming Winter." Says Robb.

"After Talking With Several People and Lord Tyrion, We Have Decided To Form The First United Westerosi Bank, The Reach and The Westerlands Will Host A Third Of The Trade and Merchant Agreements That Befits Their Status In The Realm. As A Result Of The Alliance, House Tyrell and Seven Selected Vassals Will Receive Discounted Rates and Interest Payments." Says Robb Stark. "Furthermore There Will Be Several Regional Branches In The Reach, North, Westerlands, Vale, Dorne, Crownlands, and Stormlands. Lady Olenna Will Head Our Reach Branch, Lord Tywin Our Westerlands Branch, Lord Renly Baratheon Our Stormlands Branch, Lord Yohn Royce As Our Vale Branch Leader, Prince Quentyn As Our Dornish Branch Head, and Lord Manderly Our Northern Branch and Lord Velaryon Our Crownlands Branch." Says Aegon. "A Keep Will Be Raised For Each Branch In The Designated Regions." Says Robb Stark.

"Officially The Bank Will Be Headed By The King, Aka Me, But In Practice It Will Headed By The Master Of Coin." Says Aegon. "When Will The Wedding Between House Targaryen and House Tyrell Take Place Your Grace?" Asks Mace Tyrell Just A Little Too Eagerly. "When My Mourning Is Finished and Prince Jaehaerys Has Wed Lady Myrcella." Says Aegon, Before He Gets Up and Leaves.