It's In Her Best Interest To Say Yes, But She's Unsure To Trust Him

Aegon Was Pleased To See That Val Had Agreed It Was In Her Best Interest To Say Yes, But He Also Knew That She Didn't Seem Ready To Say Yes. So He Offered Her What Was Called An Extended Betrothal, A Full Year To Get Used To The New Ways, and Jaehaerys. Aegon Was Currently Riding, Back South To Get His Dick Back In His Pants, and To Try and Keep It There More Often Or At Least In The Right Women, Myrcella and Margaery. Dany's Attempted Confession Was Being Avoided, By Both Of Them It Would Seem and Jo Had Apparently Forgiven Him For Sleeping With Lyanna, But Aegon Wasn't Sure If He Should Be Forgive By His Brother. Regardless, He Needed To Do Damage Control Before Myrcella Learned Her Husband Had Fucked A Younger Sibling Into Her Own Mother. But That Said, It'd Probably Be Too Late By The Time He Got Back Into The Capital Still Aegon Had Intended To Have A Good Dozen Concubines Originally, But He Realised How Unworthy That Made Him, It Made Him More Unworthy Than Aegon The Unworthy, If Such A Thing Were Possible.

Aegon Rode Through The City Gates Of Kingslanding, He Rode Up To The Red Keep and Found The Nearest Small Council Member. "Lord Redwyne, I Want My Lovers In The Small Council Chamber Immediately. I Also Want My Queens There, That Means Cersei Lannister, Taena Merryweather, Wylla Manderly, Bellegere Otherys, Bella and Mya Baratheon's, Tyene and Nymeria Martell, and Anybody Else I've Fucked Into A Pregnancy. The Rest Of The Small Council Is Barred From Entering The Chambers Until We've Left Or A War Has Been Declared Upon Us." Says Aegon. "Well Your Grace, There's Just The Matter Of Lord Dragonea Waiting For Your Presence." Says Redwyne. "Dragonea? Dragonea......Wasn't He My Father's Most Cherished Friend Before The Greyjoy Rebellion?" Asks Aegon, Vividly Recalling The Day His Father Was **** To Fight Lord Dragonea During Balon Greyjoy's Rebellion. "Indeed Your Grace, Lord Ronnin Seeks An Audience, He Has Brought Gifts From The Free Cities He Think's You'll Like." Says Paxter. "Fine, Summon Him To The Throne Room But Have The Aforementioned Women Awaiting Me In The Small Council Chamber." Says Aegon. "As Your Grace Commands." Replies Paxter.

As Aegon Sat Atop The Throne Blackfyre Across His Lap and Crown Atop His Head He Nodded To Ser Barristan To Let The Lord Of House Dragonea In. As The Doors Opened, A Grizzled Man Of Salt and Sea, But Also With The Blood Of Old Valyria Entered The Throne Room. Lord Ronnin Dragonea, Called The Ironborn Knight, The Dragon Reaver, and The Prince Of The Smoking Sea, The Man Was The Only Living Knight Of The Iron Islands, and He Had Spent Time In The Three Cities To Let His Children Come Into Their Own From Their Citadel Of Dragon's Crest Vale Where Banners Depicting A Dragon Rising From The Ocean Hung From It's Battered Towers and Were Emblazoned On Their Ships Sails. Well-Respected Within The Ironborn By Both Clergy and Reaver Alike, Few Dared To Cross Him, and Even Balon Greyjoy Acknowledged Him As One To Never Cross. Since The **** Of His Last Two Wives, Lord Greyjoy Has Taken To Solely Making Women He Takes Into His Bed His Salt Wives. He Has Seventeen Salt Wives, The Most Beautiful Of Which Where Westerosi Were Concerned Were The Sisters Helaena and Ester Goldfoot. Daughters Of The Late Ser Dwyer Goldfoot, Whom Ronnin Slew When He Took The Goldfoot Seat Of Thornspire and Took The Goldfoot Family As Indentured Servants Or Thralls. It Is Said That The Drowning Dragon Is Feared More Than The Golden Kraken With The Red Eye, and That Is Saying A Lot.

"Lord Ronnin, What Did You Need To See Me For That Was So Urgent." Says Aegon When It Becomes Clear The Man Won't Kneel. "As You Know I've Been Expanding My Holdings." Says Ronnin. "Aye, Thornspire and Brewers Shore Now Fly The Banner Of The Drowning Dragon, What Of It?" Asks Aegon. "Lord Balon Refuses To Acknowledge My Claim, He's Courting War, I Want You To **** Him To Acknowledge My Claim." Says Ronnin. "The Balls You Must Have To Come Here and Ask Me That." Says Aegon. "I Was Your Father's Only Friend Amongst My People, I Think It's Time That I Got My Rewards. I Want The Islands Your Grace, I Want The Iron Fleet, Two Lord Greyjoy's Have Agreed To Support My Claim." Says Ronnin, Referring To His Greyiron and Hoare Blood. "Balon Has Thus Far Ignored Your Commands To Take The Stepstones, Perhaps We Could Use This To Our Advantage Your Grace?" Suggests Lord Varys. "I Sent Word Some Time Ago, To Take The Stepstones Island Of Grey Gallows, Balon Has Thus Far Ignored It. Take Grey Gallows, and It's Yours, Take Bloodstone and The Iron Islands Will Be Yours." Says Aegon. "That's An Acceptable Proposal." Says Ronnin. "Now What Else Did You Want?" Asks Aegon. "During My Trip To Essos, I Acquired This Summer Islands Flower, Her Name Is Missandei, I Think You'll Like Her." Says Ronnin. "I Should Hope She's A **** No Longer?" Aegon Asks. "That's Her Choice To Make, I Didn't **** Her If That's What Your Implying?" Says Dragonea. "What Else?" Asks An Increasingly Impatient Aegon. "Wines, Weapons, Artifacts, But Also Three Beautiful Lysene Sisters." Says Ronnin.

At That Point Three Beautiful Women Sauntered In and It Took All Aegon Had Not To Take His Cock Out and Stroke It Right There. Three Platinum Blonde Haired Beauties With A Nice Pair Of Tits and A Childbearing Waist On Each Of Them. "This Is Larra, The Eldest Of The Three, and Her Younger Sisters Daena and Viserra." Says Ronnin. "Thank For The Gifts and These Fine Ladies Lord Dragonea." Says Aegon. "I'm Not Finished, The Girls Are Descendants Of Larra Rogare.'' Says Ronnin. "Fuck Me." Says Aegon. "Gladly." The Three Sisters Say and Begin To Strip As They Approach Aegon's Throne. "It's A Figure Of Speech My Ladies." Says Ronnin. "Oh, That's Unfortunate." Says Daena. "Yes, I Would've Liked To Fuck A King." Says Viserra. "As Would I." Says Larra. "What Is The Purpose Of Giving Me Some Girls Who I'm Distantly Related To?" Asks Aegon. "Their Father Wants Strong and Beautiful Grandchildren, and He's Willing To Offer A Kings Ransom To The Man Who Gives That To Him. A King's Ransom Per Grandchild Per Daughter." Says Ronnin. "I See, and What Of These Lovely Summer Island Flower?" Asks Aegon. "I've Never Laid With A Man Your Grace." Says Missandei. "That's Refreshing." Says Aegon. "Indeed, You Don't Seem To Have Had Many Virgins Your Grace.'' Says Varys. "I'm Not Planning On Fucking Her Varys, I'm Trying To Clean My Castle Remember? But That Said, I Would Be Willing To Have The Sisters Join The Others, Assuming You Three Can Share With More Than Just Yourselves?" Asks Aegon. "We Can Certainly Try." Says Larra. "Good, This Meeting Is Over, Lord Varys Will See You To The Small Council Chamber and You'll Be Brought Up To Story About It." Says Aegon As He Gets Up and Passes The Sisters, But Pauses At The Eldest. "You.....Your Coming With Me." Says Aegon, Unable To Resist. "Gladly Your Grace." Says Larra As She Takes His Arm and Follows His Lead.

Aegon Had Bent Larra Over On Her Hands and Knees On His Bed, Barely Clothed As He Positioned Himself At Her Inviting Entrance. Aegon Was In A Rush and Couldn't Waste Time On Foreplay. With One Thrust He Buried His Sword In Her Sheathe Fully. Larra Groaned Audibly At The Westerosi Invasion Of Her Foreign Hill. Aegon Savored The Tightness Of Her Sheathe, Before He Begin To Thrust In and Out, In and Out, In.....and......Out. Soon His Balls Were Slapping Against Her Thighs and Larra Was Moaning With Each Thrust Of His Cock. Aegon Pushed Her Face Into The Sheets To Pound Her More Easily, But She Pushed Herself Against Him, Apparently Enjoying The Fight To Fuck Her So Rough. "Faster! Fuck My Cunt Faster You Son Of A Whore!" Demands Larra.

That Comment Angered Him, Pulling Himself From Her Pussy Aegon Swiftly Impaled Her Ass Without Care. Blood Quickly Began To Flow and Larra Began To Cry and Whimper As Aegon Literally Fucked Her Raw and Fucked Her Bloody. After A Few Minutes Larra Began To Moan and Aegon Quickly Began To Rough Her Up Again Fucking Her More Brutally. Sadly She Appeared To Enjoy The Ass Fucking More Than Tyene Ever Did. Aegon Pulled Out and Rammed It Back Into Her Front Gate and Did So Because Not Three Seconds Later Her Spent Himself Inside Her Soft, Wet, and Tight Cunt............

Aegon Collapsed On Top Of Her. "Never....Call...My.....Mother....A....Whore!" Aegon Tells Her Menacingly. With A Look Of Fear, Larra Nods Submissively. "Good, Now Let's Get Cleaned Up." Says Aegon, His Hardened Features Softening Quickly. Despite Not Planning To Take Any More Lovers, Aegon Couldn't Resist The Lysene Three, But He Did Know His Cleaning Got That Much Harder...