Head Down South

Aegon Chose That He Would Ride South, Not For Dorne, But Instead For The Capital of The Reach, Highgarden. He'd Only Been There Once Before, When His Father Was on one lf His Royal Progresses across The Seven Kingdoms, and Had Caught A Small Glimpse of the Then Equally Pre-Teen Margaery Tyrell. He Did vaguely recall Something of Mace Tyrell, Margaery's Father, Suggesting a Betrothal Pact Between Then-Young Margaery and Equally Young Aegon. No Doubt Mace Tyrell 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 Highgarden. Ser Arthur Dayne, Ser Barristan Selmy, and Ser Garth Greysteel, Ser Richard Lonmouth, and Prince Oberyn would Accomplish the King and Dowager Queen to Highgarden.

Aegon and His Dowager Queen Stepmother had Traveled A Long way South, Not As South as Dorne, but quite deep still. The King Entertained Himself with his Favored Summer Islands Prostitute Armeca and Favored Northerner Prostitute Ros. But other that it was a mostly uneventful Trip. The Girls were His Bedwarmers, Trained By Rhaenys herself to Pleasure Him. He Kept Them Close at Hand, Generally In Chambers Adjacent to his, and He Guarded them jealously. But All This Mattered Little as They Came Into Sight of Highgarden, The Lush Green Gardens were Immensely Beautiful, But All This Paled in comparison to the Beautiful Maiden Who Stood Beside Lord Tyrell.

''Your Grace, A Great Pleasure to See You Again, It Has Been Too Long Since House Targaryen has Been in our Halls.'' Says Lord Tyrell. ''Indeed My Lord, It Has. I Trust You Remember My Stepmother, Queen Lyanna?'' Asks Aegon. ''Your Grace.'' Says Tyrell as he kisses Lyanna's Hand. ''I Don't See Lady Olenna Anywhere, Can I Safely Assume She Had Her Own Matters that required immediate Attention?'' Asks Aegon. ''Yes, But Please Allow to Introduce you to My Daughter, Margaery.'' Says Lord Tyrell as He Gestures For Margaery to Step Forward. ''Your Grace.'' Margaery Says Softly as Aegon Kisses Her Hand. ''My My, Aren't you Quite Beautiful.'' Says Aegon as Margaery Blushes Slightly Before Speaking. ''Your Too Kind Your Grace.'' Says Margaery Sweetly but with A Hint of A Seductive Tone. ''Lord Tyrell I Have Some Matters I Need To Discuss With You, But That Can Come Later. For Now I Must Have Some Rest.'' Says Aegon as Lord Tyrell Bows before Gesturing For Him To Follow Him.

Aegon had Rested for An Hour before Donning A More Appropriate Attire, A Black Outfit Trimmed With Red, with The Red Dragon of House Targaryen on The Sun and Spear of House Martell Embroidered into His Shirt. He Was Guarded Carefully By Ser Arthur Dayne, Who Was His Personal Sworn Shield and Sword, and Rode in the Lists For His Honor. Aegon Took A seat Next To His Stepmother, who sat beside Lady Olenna. He Took A Cup of Arbor Gold From His Uncle Oberyn, and Drank the Whole Cup. ''Well Nephew?'' Asks Oberyn. ''It's Alright, But I Prefer it with a Touch of Dornish Red and Tyroshi Pear. As You Are Well Aware Uncle.'' Says Aegon As His Uncle Gives Him A Mixed Guilty Look. ''Oh Sure. Now You Tell Me!?'' Aegon Asks Incredulously At His Uncle's Timing. ''Think of it as something to help.'' Says Oberyn With insincere Innocence. ''Unlike Some People Uncle.......I Don't Need An Aphrodisiac.'' Says Aegon Accusingly. ''Time To Prove It, Here Comes The Young Woman.'' Says Oberyn As Margaery Starts To Approach. ''Ser Arthur? Please Escort My Uncle Oberyn To His New Chambers........In The Stables.'' Says Aegon as Arthur Dane Steps Forward and Shares A Look with his Unofficial Brother before Escorting him away.

Aegon Got up and Went To the Nearby Balcony, While Margaery Came To Stand Next To Him. ''Is The Feast Not To Your Liking Your Grace?'' Asks Margaery as she Looks out Across The Dark Night Sky. ''No, But I Can Ascertain What Your Father Hopes For easily enough. Let's Be Real Lady Margaery, If, If I Were to Take You As My Queen what Would You Expect?'' Asks Aegon as Margaery Looks a Little Taken Off Guard At The King's Directness. ''Well, I'd Expect to Be Treated Fairly, Not Be Ordered About, Not Be Treated Cruelly, and I'd Expect You To Be Honest With Me.'' Says Margaery. ''Then, I Think We Have An Accord, You Will Be My Queen.'' Says Aegon as He Takes Margaery's Soft Hands Into His Own. ''Is That Right?'' Asks Margaery. ''So Long as You Don't Mind Sharing Me That Is.'' Says Aegon Thinking about Rhaenys, Arianne, Tyene, and Nymeria Briefly. ''Are You Serious?'' Asks Margaery. ''I'm Half-Dornish and Half-Valyrian, You Decide Whether I am or Not.'' Says Aegon Casually and Innocently before continuing more seriously.''Now Let's Inform The Court of Our Decision.'' Says Aegon.

Aegon Woke Head Pounding, and Saw Margaery Still Lay Beside Him, In His Arms, Though Not Officially Married Yet, He Asked Her To Accompany Him Into Bed. She Thought That Had Meant Sex, until he clarified that this was simply for them to Get Used To Each other. ''Sleep Okay?'' Asks Margaery. ''Better Than I Did At Court.'' Says Aegon as He Kisses Margaery. ''I Need to get Dressed and Make Some Arrangements. I Ride For Sunspear Soon.'' Says Aegon as He and Margaery Kiss and break the kiss in an exchange. ''I Think You Mean We Ride For Sunspear Your Grace.'' Says Margaery Firmly, as Aegon Chuckles slightly Before Speaking. ''As You Wish My Queen. But Please Call Me Aegon. Your To Be My Queen, and I Would Have No Formality Between us when In Private.'' Says Aegon as He Holds Margaery Close.

Aegon and Margaery Were Clothed and ready to ride, They Were Accompanied by Ser Loras Tyrell, Margaery's Little Brother, and A Number of Reachmen. The Queen-To-Be, Sat on Her Own Horse Next To Him. Their Destination was to Be Sunspear, and Aegon Had Decided that He Would Need To Warn His Bride and Her Brother of Four Particular Dornish Girls................