Celebrations and Tourneys

Aegon Was Eating His Fast When Daenerys Sat Beside Him. "You Seem Even More Bubbly Than Tyene." Aegon Notes Sipping His Dornish Red. "I'm Pregnant." Says Dany, Causing Aegon To **** On His Wine and Meal and Cough It Up Sputtering, Much To Her Amusement. "Your Certain?" Asks Aegon."I Haven't Bled For Weeks, and Elia Agrees With Lyanna's Assessment, I Am Pregnant." Says Daenerys. "Then Let Us Eat, Drink, and Call A Great Tourney, I Want Our Child To Receive The Grandeur and Splendor That Only Befits A Prince Of House Targaryen." Says Aegon, Purposefully Leaving Out Princess. "Or A Princess!" Says Dany. "I Have A Sister Who Won't Let Me Fuck Her, A Mother and Stepmother I Wouldn't Dream Of Fucking, and Aunt Who Is My Wife, I Have Enough Princesses and Queens In My Life." Says Aegon. "Well Then, I Guess I'll Have To Change Your Mind." Says Dany, Slipping Aegon's Hand Beneath Her Dress and Pressing His Fingers To Her Lower Lips.

Aegon Spied Lord Tyrion. "Lord Lannister! A Word?" Asks Aegon As Tyrion Does A Drunken Waddle To The King and Queen. "Your Grace?" Asks Tyrion. "Find My Uncle, Tell Him We're Hosting A Tourney At Storms End, To Celebrate The Queen's Pregnancy." Says Aegon. "My Niece Is Pregnant?" Asks Tyrion. "Maybe She Is, But I Don't Know, I Do Know That Dany Is Pregnant." Says Aegon. "Oh, Right, I'll Write To Lord Stannis, Asking Him To Accept The Arrangement, What Do You Wish To Promote?" Asks Tyrion. "A Seven Day Tourney, The First Day Will Be A Day Of Racing Horses To Test A Mans Skill In Riding, The Second Day Will Be A Day Of Archery, Mounted and Not, The Third Day Shall Be Day Of Unarmed Fighting To Test Physical Strength and Grit. The Fourth A Day Of Melee, To Test Skill Of Blade and Shield. The Fifth Shall Be A Day and A Night Of Feasting, On The Sixth Day Shall Be The Day Of Jousting and On The Seventh, We Shall Raise Our Champions To Honor." Says Aegon. "And The Purse?" Asks Tyrion. "That Is Up To The Decision Of Lord Stannis and The Master Of Coin, Just Don't Make To Heavy Or To Light." Says Aegon As He Takes Tyrion's Wine Skin From His Hand and Sniffs It, Before Handing It To A Servant. "Burn This." Says Aegon. "Your Grace, If I May Inquire, Who Do You Wish For Your Hand?" Asks Tyrion. "Please Send A Raven To Riverrun, Asking Lord Brynden To Serve As King's Hand." Says Aegon.

Aegon Didn't Know Whether Lord Blackfish Would Accept His Offer, But He Was A Man Of Wit and Honor, Kind Of Like An Amalgamation Of Lord Tyrion's Cunning and Lord Stark's Northern Honor. Though The Tournament Had Less Traditional Bouts, Aegon Had His Reasons, He Wanted The Best Of The Best Outside His Kingsguard, He Wanted A Red Guard, For Daenerys and A Black Guard For Myrcella, The Colours Represented The Traditional Targaryen Colours Of Red and Black. Aegon's Personal Sigil Was A Red Dragon With A Bronzed Center, The Center Was The Speared Sun Of House Martell. One Head Of The Dragon Was Black, Another White, and A Third Red. The Black Head Represented Jaehaerys, The White Head Him, and The Red Head Rhaenys. This Was Why Aegon Wore Martell and Targaryen Blended Colours. These Were His Colours When He Was A Prince, and They Were His King's Colours Now, Ser Arthur Would Carry His Favour and His Colours, Ser Barristan Would Carry Queen Daenerys Favour and Colours, and Ser Garth Would Carry Queen Myrcella's.

The Journey To Storm's End Shouldn't Take Long If They Weren't Delayed, Interrupted, Or Anything Else Of The Sort. It Would Be A Short Trip Southward Down To The Stormlands and Aegon Was Fully Prepared To Enjoy It, But He Wanted To Take Extremely Cautious Care Of Dany, If She Was Pregnant, He Didn't Wish To Endanger Her Or Their Unnecessarily. Maybe Aegon Was Being Paranoid, But When The King Marries His Aunt In An Incestuous Marriage, You Can Never Be Too Careful. Aegon Had Hoped The Lady Melisandre Would Join Them, But She Instead Opted To Stay In The Capital, and While He Could've Commanded Her To Join Him, He Wasn't Yet Sure What It Would Cost Him With Her.

As Beautiful As She Was, Melisandre Was Extremely Enigmatic. She Was Tight-Lipped About Her Past, Save That She Was A Former **** Who Was Freed By A Member Of The Red Clergy. Aegon Found Her Beauty Alluring, Because Where Passion and Lust Had Gave Way To Genuine Affection With Tyene and Nymeria, Melisandre's Enigmatic Nature and Rare Beauty Were A Unique Attraction.

Aegon and Queen's Daenerys and Myrcella Arrived At Storm's End and Appropriately Enough Were Met By A Fierce Storm. Lord Stannis and His Wife Lady Janna Greeted The King and Queen's, and Aegon Looked At His Former Master Of Laws and Couldn't Help But Smile As The Lady Of Storm's End Held Her Belly. "Your Grace, We Thank You For Choosing Storm's End To Host The Tourney." Says Stannis. "Well, Considering Your Niece Is My Queen, Well One Of Them, It Seemed Fair." Says Aegon. "Queen Daenerys, Queen Myrcella, If You'll Follow Me, I'll Lead You To Your Assigned Chambers and Show You Around The Castle." Says Janna. Dany and Myrcella Look To Aegon, and The Young King Nods His Head and They Depart. "Who Else Has Arrived?" Asks Aegon. "Ser Jamie Lannister and His Uncle Kevan, Edmure Tully and His Uncle Ser Brynden, Ser Garlan and Ser Loras Tyrell's, A Few Northern Houses Such As The Karstark's, Stark's, Manderly's, and Bolton's, We've Got A Few Dozen Worthless Freys, A Couple Of Blackwood's and Bracken's, and Various Others." Says Stannis. "I Need To Speak With Lord Brynden, Please Ask Him To Meet With Me At The Tourney Grounds, I'll Be With Two Kingsguard Knights and Of Course The Dragons." Says Aegon As He Feeds Rhaegal, His Personally Chosen Dragon, and The Two As Of Yet To Be Chosen Dragons, Vhagar and Caelerion, Two Pieces Of Meat From His Belt Pouch Each. "Yes, Of Course Your Grace, I'll Send For Him Immediately." Says Stannis.....