Head Down South (ALT)

Aegon Chose That He Would Ride South, Not For Dorne, But Instead For The Wine Capital of The Reach, The Arbor. He'd Only Been There Once Before, When His Father Was on one of His Royal Progresses across The Seven Kingdoms, His Father pointed to the Island of The Arbor mentioning Westeros's Finest Wines were produced there, Later, King Rhaegar visited the arbor, and very briefly brought Aegon with Him. At The Time Lady Desmera Redwyne was barely Seven Years Old, While Aegon Was About Nine or Ten, So He'd Briefly Had Caught A Small Glimpse of the Then Equally Young Desmera Redwyne. He Did vaguely recall Something of Lord Paxter, Desmera's Father, Suggesting That Lady Desmera become a Lady-In-Waiting to Princess Rhaenys, No Doubt Old Man Redwyne would Try something like that this time round, when Aegon Had Not His Father To Speak for Him. Luckily His Stepmother, Queen Lyanna Agreed To Accompany Him to The Arbor. Ser Arthur Dayne, Ser Barristan Selmy, and Ser Garth Greysteel and Ser Richard Lonmouth, would Accompany the King and Dowager Queen to The Arbor.

Since the Arbor was an Island, They Took a Ship From Old Town, and After A Couple Days of Smooth Sailing Through The Clear and Beautiful Waters of The Reach, Aegon and Lyanna Arrived At The Arbor. Greeted By Lord Paxter, His Wife Lady Mina, His Sons Horas and Hobber, and, Naturally, The Newly Flowered and Deviously Lovely Desmera Redwyne. The Girl Immediately Caught The King's Eye, Her Breasts Only Starting to Become More Noticeable, Her Fiery Red Hair, and Her Slim Figure. All This Appealed To Him. If Aegon Didn't Marry Her, What Would Stop Him From Taking Her As A Mistress or Potential Bed Warmer? But Aegon Pushed These From His Mind, and Greeted The Lord of The Arbor Not as King, but as A Fellow Lord of Westeros.

"Your Grace, You Do Us Great Honor to Have You as Our Guest." Says the Aging Lord Paxter. "The Honor's Mine Lord Redwyne." Says Aegon. "This is My Wife, Lady Mina, My Sons Horas and Hobber, and Of Course My Daughter, Desmera." Says Paxter. "Lady Mina, My Lords. Lady Desmera." Says Aegon in Acknowledgment of The Lady and Lords Redwyne. "This is My Mother, Dowager Queen Lyanna." Says Aegon as he Introduces His Mother, giving him time to focus his attentions to a now Furiously Blushing Desmera.

"Shall We Head To The Castle Your Grace?" Asks Lady Mina, Snapping His Attentions from Lady Desmera, To Her Mother. "Hmm, Very Well. My Lady?" Aegon Says as He Offers Desmera his Arm. Desmera Shyly Takes his Arm and Walks With Him to the Redwyne Castle. They Walk Past Rows of Grapes and Vines, Where Some People are picking The Grapes, and Adding Them To The Buckets of Grapes already picked. "How's The Harvest Been So Far Lord Redwyne?" Asks Aegon. "Better Than Expected, The Weather is Sub-Tropical and Temperate, Overall Not Unexpected But it's Been Especially Hot Lately." Says Old Man Paxter. "I Assume this is because you've Been able to Off-Set Losses gained from Exporting Sweeter Wines for Sour Ones Gained From The Hotter Harvest?" Asks Aegon. "Aye, But Sour Wines Never Were Our Specialty. What of You Your Grace?" Asks Paxter. "Personally I Prefer A Mixture of Wines and Brandy, Actually This Raises a Point I've Been Meaning To Address. I'll Tell You More in Your Great Hall." Says Aegon as They Now Approach the Large Entrance to The Redwyne Castle.

Aegon and Lyanna Sat in A Idyllic Setting, Lord Paxter and His Tyrell Wife Sat Across From Them With Lady Desmera Practicing Her Sowing Nearby. Lord Paxter's Serving Boy, A Stocky Lad, Named Samwell Caught The Kings Interest, But He Decided That First He'd Address a Matter previously Mentioned. "I'm Interested In Reunifying The Realm, and Since House Redwyne Is One of House Tyrell's Top Bannerman, I Was Hoping to Secure Your Support in this Endeavour." Says Aegon. Lord Paxter Goes to Speak but Aegon Holds His Hand Up. "Simple Marriage's Aren't Enough, Trade Improves Friendships. The North itself is The Poorest Realm of The Seven Kingdoms, They Face the Harshest of Elements. So I Want To Begin The Mission of Transporting Large Quantities of Grains, Vegetables, and Fruits to The North By Way of Sea and Land." Says Aegon. "Since House Redwyne Has The Largest Fleet, We Were Hoping You'd Perform the Duty of Transporting The Food to The North. In Exchange We Are Prepared to Provide Potentially Lucrative Concessions." Says Lyanna.

Aegon Nods for Them To Speak Now.

"We'd Be Happy to Do This Of Course But What Specifically had You In Mind?" Asks Lady Mina. "Well, For Starters..............." Says Lyanna as She Looks to Aegon. "Lowering Your Taxes Significantly for A Extended and Pre-Determined Period or Personally Brokering Potential Alliances with Great Houses. There was Also That Other Matter, Mother?" Asks Aegon. "We'd Like to Have Your Daughter As One of My Ladies-In-Waiting." Says Lyanna, Despite What Aegon Really Wanted Her To Say. "We Don't Expect an Immediate Response, Take Your Time, We'll Be Here For a Few Days More, Before We Are Meant to Return To Kingslanding and Then Head to Winterfell." Says Aegon as He Stands Up and Leaves to Walk the Gardian's Briefly. As He Leaves he Steals a Glance at Lady Desmera and Her Septa, Before Several of The Kingsguard Follow Behind The King.

Aegon Walks Amongst The Grapes Before He Notices Lord Paxter's Boys Trying to Shame His Cupbearer. "Little Shits. Arthur Take Lonmouth and Greysteel, Give Those Cunts a Good Scare and Tell the Poor Lad being Shamed I Want to Speak With Him." Says Aegon. "Yes Your Grace." Says Arthur as He Takes Greysteel and Lonmouth to Stop the Bullying and fulfill Their King's Commands. Aegon Watches Expectantly and When Horas and Hobber Look in His Direction He fixes them with A Highly Disapproving Glare. He Can't Hear what The Kingsguard Say, But He Knows they scared the Bastards away. They Dust the Poor Lad off and bring him to Aegon. "Your Grace." He Musters Obediently. "What's Your Name?" Asks Aegon. "Samwell, Samwell Tarly Your Grace." Says The Lad. "Does That Happen Often?" Aegon Asks Him and He See's The Look on The Lads face and holds a Hand. "Never Mind, Your Tenure At House Redwyne is No More, Consider Yourself A Royal Cupbearer instead. Come With Me." Says Aegon. "Grab those Whelps." Aegon Orders The Kingsguard.

Aegon Portrayed Himself as Visibly Angered and Displeased before The Terrified Horas and Hobber who knelt Beside There Father in Submission. "This is Not Acceptable Behaviour!" Aegon's Voice Booms in Fiery But Restrained Rage. "I Will Not Tolerate This From Anyone! I Should Send The Three of You To The Wall In Chains, But That would Cause More Problems Than Would be Solved. If This Behaviour is Tolerated Then You Are A Disgraceful Father. Luckily I Know Just The Men To Straighten These Boys Out. Hobber Will Be Sent To Casterly Rock To Serve Lord Tywin As His Personal Page and Cupbearer, While Horas Will Serve Lord Eddard Stark in The Same Capacity. In Four Years Time I Will Convene With Lords Stark and Lannister to discuss Whether or Not The Lads Should Return To The Arbor or Be Sent To The Wall. Consider Yourself Lucky I Haven't Placed Trade Restrictions on House Redwyne Lord Paxter. My Stay is Over, Your Boys Have Spoiled Nearly All Chance of Enjoyment For Me." Says Aegon As He Stands Before Them, Face Looking Like A Pissed off Robert Baratheon. "I Expect A Suitable Apology To Myself and Young Lord Tarly Before I Leave." Says Aegon as He Glowers At The Feeble Men as He Contemplates Slapping All Three of Them Across The Face.

Aegon Leaves Kingsguard Following Close Behind, He Maintains His Fierce Guise until He Comes Upon His Mother with Lady Mina and Desmera, Desmera In Particular Causes His Darkened Gaze To Brighten More Warmly. Aegon Gives His Mother and Lady Mina a Curt Nod, Before Giving Desmera a Warm Smile. "We Leave at Sunset Mother, Pack Your Things." Aegon Says Hurriedly.

Lyanna Ignore's Her Step-Son's Statement and Redirects The Conversation Elsewhere. "It Would Seem, My Son Has Taken Quite The Likening To You Lady Desmera. Very Few Can Elicit Such Constant Warmness in Him, Perhaps He Might Even Take You As His Queen, As He Is in the Market For One, So To Speak." Says Lyanna Suggestively Before Lord Paxter Comes Looking Grave and Somewhat Shaken, Horas and Hobber Meanwhile Bear Two Black Eyes Each and Two Fat Lips Between Them. "Well As My Son Said We'll be Leaving it Seems, Until Next Time." Says Lyanna Kindly Before Leaving Herself.

Aegon Was At The Docks Preparing To Depart, When Lord Paxter and Lady Mina Arrived Together With Their Children. "Your Grace We've Thought on Your Words, and Have Decided To Agree To All Your Demands, We'd Also Like To Offer Desmera As Your Cupbearer In Addition To Queen Lyanna's Lady-In-Waiting." Says Lord Paxter.................................................