Family Squabbles over Breakfast

Aegon emerged unseen from the hidden door located in the kitchens. Dusting off any dirt he had accumulated from his exploration in the tunnels. Aegon swiftly passed the cooks and servants until he hit the entrance to the royal hall.

‘Hopefully I wasn’t missed that much.’ Aegon thought. He entered to find his mother Elia, his uncle Oberyn, and sister Rhaenys sitting on the left. To his right was princess Daenerys, stepmother Lyanna and his brother Jaehaerys. The only one not here from his family was his uncle Viserys. But because of his temper, he was not welcome to break fast with them. All of them looked towards the king. From the look of their plates, they were almost finished.

“It’s about time you joined us egg.” Elia said with a particularly disappointing glare.

‘Seven hell’s’ Aegon freaked in his mind. Regardless, he kept a steady posture.

“I apologize mother, I took council in the early morning. But I am hear now.” Aegon said. Lying through his smile.

His mother was satisfied with his answer and ceased her displeasure and went back to her eating. Aegon took his seat at the head of the table. A servant girl presented a plate of Bacon and Buttered bread. Dornish orange juice was poured into his cup. Aegon thanked the cute girl who gave him a blushing smile in return.

“Did I miss anything while I was away?”

“Some classic Martell sibling squabbles.” Your young aunt said giggling. No family breakfast was complete without his mother and uncle arguing incisively. Aegon eagerly awaited for the response from the other half of the table.

“After the Yronwood wedding, your uncle intends to bring his lover and his children to the capital!” Elia fumed. "Their presence will only cause complaints at court!”

“Rest assured my dear sister that I only intend to bring my eldest children and my beloved to court. I have arranged the others to stay within the city.” His uncle defended himself. “They are escorting Princess Arianne here after Quentyn‘s wedding.”

Oberyn’s last sentence peaked Aegon’s interest. His cousin antends to visit the capital?

"It will be a joy to have the company of our cousins, wouldn't you agree brother?" Rhaenys jested with a lustful stare. No dought thinking of the nights of pleasure would be had with herself, Aegon, and the Dornish princess. not to mention Nymeria and Tyene will want to join in the passions of sex. The young king tried to hide his true feelings of the situation.

“Yes, It will be great to see them when I get back from Winterfell.”

As much Aegon would love the pleasures of a good wedding, the duties of King had to come first. Lord Eddard Stark requested an audience with the king. His brother and stepmother plan to take advantage of this journey to visit their stark kin. Daenerys will also come along. In addition to the visit to winterfell, the king also planned to visit the wall and meet with an old friend.

“You will send my regards to the newly wedded?” Aegon asked.

“Absolutely nephew.” Oberyn said. “My brother will understand.”

“I can’t wait to see uncle Benjen.” Said Jon.

“Promise me my son that you won’t go running off with your uncle and taking the black.” Said a stern Lyanna.

“Why not mother, the nightswatch is a noble calling?!?” Said a frustrated Jon. The prince had voiced his desire to join the black brotherhood many times. The king decided to intervene.

“Jon life on the wall may not be as noble as you—“

“Forgive me your grace but Sir Arthur Dayne would like a word.” Spoke a shy maid.

“Send him in.” Aegon said. The maid bowed and stepped outside the hall. The legendary knight walked in and kneeled before the now standing king.

“Forgive the interruption my king.” Arthur humbly said.

“The sword of the morning is always welcome to dine at the royal table.” Aegon said to his long time friend and childhood idol.

“I am honored your grace but the hand has requested your presence in the throne room.”

The king sighed and frowned. He was hoping to enjoy the rest of his breakfast with his family. But the call of duty rears it’s ugly head to ruin his plans.

“Should I accompany you my son?” Said his mother.

“It won’t be necessary, this wouldn’t take long.”

‘Gods this better be fucking good!!!’