In Typical Unsullied Fashion

Aegon and Jaehaerys Stalled Their Steeds When The Unsullied Began To Bang Their Spears Against The Dirt and Their Shields. One By One They All Began To Do A Silent Chant In This Manner, Until They Were All Doing It. "Dovaogēdy...Memēbagon!" Aegon Shouts As The Unsullied Execute His Command, That Command Being 'Unsullied March!'. "Daor quba drōmon." Jon Says, Which Translates As 'Not Bad Egg'. "Kessa pōnta mazverdagon bē se difference iā should īlon sepār roll toliot?" Aegon Asks His Brother In High Valyrian, Which In Common Tongue Means: 'Will They Make Up The Difference Or Should We Just Roll Over?'. "Tolī ao lēkia." Says Jon, 'Which Means You First Brother' In Basic. "Gundja!" Aegon Says Hitting His Brother Upside The Head. Gundja In Basic Means Ass.

Aegon and Jaehaerys Rode Together, The Unsullied Were Now Bound To House Targaryen, and Aegon and Jaehaerys Continued To Speak In High Valyrian, It Having Been Years Since They'd Done So. "Sīr, nyke rȳbagon rhaenys iksin vēttan naejot dīnagon Rōb Stārke, skorkydoso'd ziry gūrogon ziry?" Jon Said, Asking His Brother: 'So, I Hear Rhaenys Was Made To Marry Robb Stark, How'd She Take It?'. "Rhaenys iksin rhaenys." Aegon Says, Saying Rhaenys Was Rhaenys. "Hen rhinka īles." Says Jon, Which Means 'Of Course She Was'. "Skorkydoso's Āria?" Aegon Asks His Brother, Which Translates To 'How's Arya?'. "Olvie ribazmoqitta bona ziry daor join se vīlībāzma." Says Jon, Which In Common Tongue Would Become: 'Quite Mad That She Cannot Join The Battle'. "Your Grace, The Tyrell and Martell Vanguard Has Arrived." Says Lord Tarly. "Kessa īlon memēbagon onward lēkia? iā kessa īlon tepagon zirȳ jēda naejot ūndegon pōja jelevre?" Jon Asks. "Pardon?" Asks Lord Randyll Tarly. ''My Brother Asks: Shall We March Onward Brother? Or Shall We Give Them Time To Catch Their Breath?" Aegon Says, Translating For His Brother. "The Army Is Tired, But We May Yet Be Able To March For A Little Bit Longer. We Should Be Able To March To The Twins But Not Much Further." Says Randyll. "Dovaogēdy! keligon!" Aegon Shouts, Causing The Unsullied To Halt. "We Make Camp Here, Jon Join Me At In My Tent." Says Aegon

Aegon and Jon Were Enjoying Their Brotherly Talk. "You Know We're Gonna Have To Talk Walder Frey Down, So Why Not Just Get Rid Of Him?" Asks Aegon. "How?" Asks Jon. "Poison? At Least That Way Suspicion Would Never Fall On Us." Says Aegon. "But Should We?" Asks Jon. "I've Been Contemplating It For A While, Lord Walder Was All Too Happy To Let The Blackfyre's Pass Through His Gates, Apparently He Even Offered To Wed His Prettiest Daughter To The Pretender, Such A Betrayal Warrants Such Thoughts Does It Not?" Aegon Asks His Brother. "And We Can Ill Afford To Be Wasting What Strength We Have On The Frey's Before Mance Rayder." Says Jon. "Exactly, It's Time We Cut Down The Freys A Bit, Before I Accepted His Resignation, I Gave Lord Tyrion, One Final Directive, Hire A Faceless Man Of Braavos, His Mission Was To Kill Walder Frey, We Supplied This Assassin With Tears Of Lys and Widow's Blood, It Was His Or Her Decision To Use Whichever Seemed Suitable, But They Were Not To Harm Any Frey Woman Other Than Lord Walder and His Current Wife. I Realise It Lacks That Honor The North Practically Chants About, But The Sooner The Old Codger Dies, The Better Off Everyone In The Seven Kingdoms and Their Women Will Be." Says Aegon.

"That's True I Suppose." Says Jon. "It Get's Better Though, This Assassin Had A Secondary Mission, Whichever Poison He Did Not Use, He Was To Slip To Every Male Member Of House Frey, With No Male Heirs Trueborn Or Otherwise Left To Inherit, It Gives Us A Way To Give The Twin's To A More Loyal Man." Says Aegon. "Which Man?" Asks Jon. "You Of Course, I Would Have You Marry Walder's Prettiest Daughter and Take Over The Twins As The Head Of House Targaryen Of The Twins. If Your Wife's Not To Your Liking Then By All Means Fuck A Son Into Her and Set Her Aside For A Prettier One, Or Do What I Do and Marry More Than One." Aegon Tells Jon. "Egg!' Says Jon As He Gives His Brother A Shocked Look. "Or I Suppose You Could Always Just Take Any Number Of Paramours and Sire Several Bastards, Mine Are Already Expecting Their First Children." Says Aegon.

"Seven Hell's! I Don't Want Or Need To Hear That Egg!" Says Jon. "Just Showing Your Your Options Little Brother, Besides I Had Nym Seek Out This Daughter Of House Frey Who's Alleged To Be Such A Great Beauty, and She Is All She Was Promised To Be According To Nym's Report. Just Consider It Jon, Besides With You In Charge Our Coffers May Actually Begin To Fill, and We Can Look Forward To A Fully Sated Realm." Says Aegon. "Fine But, Egg I Met Someone." Says Jon. "Wildling?" Asks Aegon. "Yes." Says Jon. "Well Then Drink Up, I Want To Here How This Savage Talked My Virgin Brother Out Of His Leathers and Furs." Says Aegon As He Pats His Brother's Shoulder. "It's Not That Great A Story." Says Jon. "Oh I'll Be The Judge Of That Little Brother." Says Aegon.

Aegon and Jon Had Gotten So Drunk They Passed Out, and When The Brothers Woke Up, They Found Several Whores With Them. "Oh Not Again." Says Aegon, Remembering The Last Time He Got That Drunk, It Took Him Several Days To Completely Sober Up "Oh, Is His Grace Still Tipsy? Maybe I Should Suckle His Mammoth Cock Some 'ore." Says A Sultry Voice and As Lips Wrap Around His Cock His Eyes Shoot Open, and He's Wide Awake. "Mya?" Aegon Asks, As He Looks Upon The Girl In Questions. "No, The Names Belle, I Offered To Ring Your Bell Remember?" Asks The Girl. "Oh Fuck Me, That My Late Wife's Half-Sister, Oh Well What's One More Paramour?" Says Aegon. "Huh?" Asks The Whore, Look's Like Your Gonna Be With Me For The Long Run, Which Means You've Found Yourself As Your King's Personal Whore." Says Aegon As He Runs His Fingers Through The Girl's Hair As She Sucks His Cock Some More.