Flight To War

Aegon Flew Atop Rhaegal With The Other Dragons He'd Been Raising At His Back They Were Marching To War, Well Flying Technically, and They Were Hoping To Crush The Pirates Of The Stepstones Swiftly and Surely. The Only Time A Targaryen Had Successfully Conquered The Stepstones and Held It Long Enough To Crown Himself Was With A Single Fully Grown Dragon. Aegon Had Fifteen Dragons To Call On, But Only Seven Were Fully Grown, and Three Of That Fifteen Not Completely Grown Could Be Considered Ready For War. So When The Stepstones Raiders Became Too Big Of A Problem Aegon Decided To Call His Banners and Fly Off Into Battle. An Hour Before Midnight, Aegon and His Dragons Would Set The Entire Fleet Of Ships and The Docks Aflame, He'd Wait Until Dawn When The Fires Would Have Cooled and Allowed Aegon To Sail His Ships Into The Islands. Without Their Ships, The Only Real Threat Would Be The Pirates Themselves. Aegon Flew Atop Rhaegal With Bloodwing, Ashwing, and Skywing Trailing Behind Him, He Would Be Joined By Rhaenys and Jon In Time. Aegon Had Long Enjoyed Flying Rhaegal, He Had Lord Tyrion To Thank For Designing The Special Saddles Needed For The Targaryen's To Ride Their Ancestral War Mounts Of Old, Which Aegon Had Done Through A Dromond's Cargo Hold Of Dornish Red and Arbor Gold. The Imp Was Drunk For Two Weeks Before His Head Began To Clear.

As He and Rhaegal Flew Across The Sea, He Spied A Fleet Of A Hundred Ships, Their Sails Black With A Gold Kraken Emblazoned Upon Them. Lady Yara, She Was Coming After All. It Was Thanks To The Greyjoy Heiress That The Royal Fleet Stood Three Thousand Five Hundred Ships Strong. She Had Introduced Ironborn Sailing Techniques Which Improved The General Skill Of Every Crewman. The Royal Fleet Was Divided By Three Distinct Groups. The One Thousand Dromonds Under The Master Of Ships and King's Direct Command, The One Thousand Three Hundred Longships Of Ironborn Design Which Were Used To Rapidly Ferry Troops To Shore and To Slip Between Blockades, and The Seven Hundred Ships That The Crown Used To Ferry Supplies Between The Two. The Chief Admiral In Charge Of The Longships Was The Lord Velaryon, While The Chief Admiral Of The Supply Fleet Was Lord Wyman Manderly, Aegon and Lord Tarly Held Direct Command Over The Battle Fleet, With It's Flagship The Supersized Dromond Rhaegar's Valor The Valor Was Three Times The Size and Length Of A Standard Dromond, It Required A Minimum Of Fifty Five Oarsmen When Wind Was Not An Option. The Ship Had Been Funded By The Bank Of Dragons, and Was The Pride Of The Royal Fleet. It Could Carry Enough Supplies To Host A Year Long Siege, and Carried Enough Troops To Take A Castle About The Size and Scope Of Storm's End.

Aegon Had Commissioned Six Additional Ships Of Similar Size and Scope, They Were To Be Distributed Between The Two Other Fleets In The Royal Fleet, and One Would Be Given To The Fleets Of The Arbor, White Harbor, and Lannisport. The Sole Remaining Ship Would Be Sent To Gulltown, The Eyrie's Primary , and To Aegon's Recollection, Only Port. He'd Dubbed The Gulltown-Bound Ship, Viper's Tooth,Rhaenys, Would Undoubtedly Be Amused By That Little Name. Aegon In Any Event Had A Good Few Hours Of Light Left Before They Hit Dorne, Aegon Would Make Camp At Sunspear, and Undoubtedly Be Taking Ari Into His Bed, and If He Was Lucky, The Elder Yronwood Girl That Quentyn Hadn't Been Able To Wed. But His First Priority Would Be To Visit His Uncle Doran. He Hadn't Seen The Man In Nearly Ten Years, His Illness Was The Main Cause, But Aegon Would At Least Say Hello and Give His Uncle A Hug Before Continuing To The Stepstones.

Aegon Landed Rhaegal, Ash, Blood, and Sky Outside Sunspear, The Four Gargantuan Dragons Made Quite The Ruckus, But Otherwise Made No Noise. As Aegon Dismounted The Sounds Of Hooves Was Clearly Audible, and Aegon Turned To Find Dornish Spears Riding Towards Him. The Dragons Instinctively Moved To Defend Him, But Aegon Gave Them A Soothing Motion and They Lowered Their Jaws, Snuffed Their Flames, and Returned To A Docile, If Wary, State. "You've Given New Meaning To, Ride The Dragon." Arianne Mused. "Well Do It Enough Times and It Gets Old, But Then You Know That Don't You Ari?" Aegon Asks. "You Implying I'm Old?" Asks Ari. "Older Maybe, Don't Know If Your Yellow Toad Of Dorne Old, But You Aren't Far Off." Says Aegon Casually. "You Walk A Dangerous Line....." Says Arianne As She Saunters Up Before Laughing and Kissing Aegon On His Lips, Wrapping Her Arms Around His Neck and Then Whispering Into His Ear. "You Better Fuck Me Tonight, I Haven't Had A Cock In Me For Three Years." Ari Said Voice Lustful and Thick With Wanton Hunger. She Apparently Wasn't Lying Since Her Cunt Area Was Damp. Aegon's Breeches Strained As His Cock Fought To Come Out. "Easy, You Have A Reputation To Protect, Wouldn't Do For Every Noble To See That Cock Of Yours Before Me." Ari Whispered. "Come Find Me Before Dinner and You'll Get Your Chance." Aegon Tells Her. "I Look Forward To It." Says Ari.

"Hello Cousin." Says Trystane. "Tryst, Been Awhile, I Trust Bella Is Alright?" Asks Aegon. "Yes, Our Son Also Sends His Regards, But Alas, Areo Has Been Keeping Him Behind To Focus On His Studies." Says Trystane. "Please, Send Mors My Best." Aegon Said, Trying To Keep His Tone Level. "I Will." Says Trystane. "Will You Be Staying The Night Your Grace?" Asks Lady Ellaria. "Unfortunately Not, I'll Be Staying For Dinner Only, Once I've Had My Meal I Have To Get Back In The Saddle, But You Ari, Are Welcome To Join Me." Says Aegon. "Oh You Can Bet On It." Says Arianne. "Father Is Anxious To See You." Says Trystane. "Then Let Us Be On Our Way, But Before We Do, I Must Insist That The Dragons Are Fed A Good Twenty Sheep Each To Stay Full, Give Ash A Few Old Ones, She Seems To Like Them Better, Sky and Blood Prefer Young Sheep, But Rhaegal's Not Too Picky, So Long As You Give Him Some Really Fat Aurochs First." Says Aegon. "I'll Have The Men See To It." Says Trystane. "Then Let Us Get Going." Says Aegon.

Aegon Was Led To The Water Gardens and Walked To His Uncle. "By The Lord's Light! Uncle, You Look Like Some Died Taking A Shit In The Snow and Then Buried Them In Dorne." Says Aegon. "Nice To See You Still Have That Warped Humor." Says Doran In A Parched Whisper. "Mother Wanted To Come, But I Forbade It, Rhaenys Will Be Here Soon Enough Though. Uncle, I Need You To Tell Me Something." Says Aegon. "Speak Nephew." Says Doran. "Would You Allow Me To Take Arianne To Court, She and I Haven't Sleept Together In Three Years, I Miss Her. If I Can't Take Her As My Queen, At Least Let Me Take Her As My Paramour." Says Aegon. "Ah, So You Admit To My Suspicions? So Be It, If Arianne Agrees, You May Take Her To Court." Says Doran. "Thank You Uncle, Now Clean Yourself Up, Just Because Your Dying Doesn't Mean You Get Die Looking Like That Grandfather Of Mine." Says Aegon As Doran Lets Out A Dry Chuckle.

Aegon Could Barely Contain His Moans As Arianne Bounced On His Cock As They Both Sat In The Saddle. They Had Maybe A Few Minutes Before Dinner, and Arianne Had Been Getting Pretty Frustrated With His Putting It Off, So She Just **** Herself On Him. Aegon Had Sorely Missed Ari, Tyene Might Be His Favorite Sand Snake, But Arianne Was His Favorite Dornish Woman By Far. She Had The Bust To Captivate Lesser Men, The Wide Hips To Bear Many Children, and The Insatiable Lust To Match Aegon's Own. "I Have Missed Your Royal Cock Sooo Muuuccccchhhhhhh." Arianne Slurs In Pleasure. "Oh, Here I Thought You Could Have Any Cock You Wanted?" Aegon Asks. "I Can, But It's.....It's....It's Not The Ssssssaaaaammmmmmeeeee." Arianne Screeches As She Spends Herself On Aegon, Giving Him The Push To Do The Same Inside Arianne."I Spoke With Uncle Doran, He Has Given Me Leave To Take You To Court As My Paramour. Margaery Has Been Scaring Them Off, She's Scared Off Five Of Them Already, I'm Hoping You Won't Be So Easily Cowed." Says Aegon. "My Dear King, You Of All People Should Know That I Cannot Be Bowed, Bent, Or Broken." Says Arianne As She Snuggles Closely Into Aegon's Body, Clearly Enjoying The Feeling Of His Royal Seed Inside Her. "You Mean You Haven't Been Yet?" Says Aegon. "Is That A Threat? Or Is It Perhaps More Of A Challenge?" Arianne Whispers As She Nibbles His Ear.

Having Finished His Meals Both Dinner and Sexual, Aegon Flew Rhaegal Towards The Stepstones, While Arianne Flew From Skywing. Sky Had Taken An Instant Liking To Ari, and Ari To Him. Aegon Had To Drill Arianne On Some Basic Valyrian Commands So That Skywing Would Listen To Her In Battle, While Also Making Sure She Knew How To Ride and Control A Dragon, Aegon Found Her To Be A Quick Study, and Felt Comfortable Letting Skywing and Her Fly Into Battle Alongside Him, Provided Arianne Wore A Bit of Leather and Plate That Was. Not Long After Their Departure Jon and Rhaenys Had Caught Up To Them, Rhaenys Atop Vhagar and Jon Atop His Dragon Nightwind. They Flew In Formation, Arianne and Rhaenys Tried To Assert Their Dominance As Aegon's Preeminent Lovers By Flying Beside Him, But Aegon Insisted Arianne Taking Up The Rear With Bloodwing and Ashwing, While Rhaenys Flew To His Left, and Jon To His Right. "What's The Plan Egg?" Jon Shouts Over The Wind and Beating Of Wings. "When The Moon Strikes Full We'll Rain Fire Down Upon The Pirates Of Grey Gallows and Bloodstone, But Target The Ships and Docks Only, We Want Them To Have No Means Of Escape When The Fleet Comes." Aegon Bellows Over Wind and Wings. "Got It!" Jon Shouts. "We're Nearing The Stepstones, Jon Take Arianne and Ashwing To Grey Gallows, Rhaenys I Need You and Bloodwing With Me To Focus On Bloodstone." Aegon Shouts As The Stones Come Into View and The Targaryen Dragons Divide and Procede To Burn and Conquer.

With One Fell Swoop and A Singularly Strong Breath Of Flame, Aegon, Rhaenys, Vhagar, Rhaegal, and Bloodwing Burnt The Ships and Docks Of Bloodstone Down To The Ocean Floor, Men Were Caught Aflame and Tried Jumping Into The Sea To Douse It, But Underestimated The Heat Of Dragons Fire, They Were Thusly Boiled To **** In The Very Seas They Sought Safety In. Simultaneously, Jon, Arianne, Nightwind, Skywing, and Ashwing Proceeded To Do The Same To Grey Gallows, and Met Similar Results. Aegon Satisfied With His Results Flew Back To Dorne, Waiting For The Ship Sent There To Pick Him Up and Ferry Him To Rhaegar's Valor As They Laid Waste To Any Remaining Pirates.