Jamie Lannister

Aegon Smiled As He Watched The Third Lannister To Arrive In Kingslanding. Aegon Needed A Man To Lead The Armies, Which Was What The Lord-Commander Of Kingsguard Did In Theory, But Aegon's Choice To Create A Master Of War Made It So The Lord-Commander Of The Kingsguard. Aegon Couldn't Reappoint Jamie To The Kingsguard, So He Did The Next Best Thing, Made Him A Master Of War. Kevan Lannister As Hand, Tyrion Lannister As The Master Of King, and Jamie Lannister As Master Of War. Jamie Lannister Couldn't Serve The Kingsguard Because He Had Killed His King, But He Could Serve As A Military Advisor. Furthermore Aegon Knew That It Would Satisfy Ser Jamie, If He Couldn't Be Kingsguard He Could Be Master Of War, and Not Anger His Ruthless Father As A Result. Aegon Regardless Was Pleased Ser Jamie Had Accepted His Offer, Because As The Lord Of Bloodstone, The Island Where Ranger Recruits Would First Be Put Through Their Paces, He Was An Integral Part Of His New Forces.

"Ser Jamie." Says Aegon. "Your Grace, Uncle Kevan." Says Jamie. "Jamie." Says Kevan. "What Is This New **** I've Been Hearing Of?" Asks Jamie. "The Red Rangers, A **** Of Men Two Thousand Strong Trained and Led By The Very Best In The World, Be They Westerosi Or Otherwise. Ser Jamie, You Are The Chief Red Ranger, I've Commissioned An Armor To Reflect This, As I Have For The Men Down There. You, Clegane, Blackfish, Ser Loras, My Uncle Oberyn, Ser Vardis Egen, Beric Dondarrion, Thoros Of Myr, and Ser Arys Oakheart, Are My First Red Rangers. We'll Be Holding Tourneys To Scout Men Who Fit The Bill, If They Pass The Checks Lord Varys Runs, Then They'll Be Put Through The Training Regimen We Have Designed For Them." Says Aegon. "Yes Your Grace." Says Jamie. "Ser Kevan, Please Extend An Invitation To Lords Tarly and Velaryon To Serve As Our Master Of War's Aides." Says Aegon. "Yes, Your Grace." Says Ser Kevan Lannister. "Ser Jamie, I Want You To Know, I Can Never Have You In My Kingsguard, Because Of Your Kingslaying, This Is The Best I Could Do, For What's It Worth, I'm Sorry." Says Aegon As He Departs The Area.

Aegon Sat On The Iron Throne, He Was Making A Declaration. "In Light Of Daegon Blackfyre's Heroic **** At The Battle Of Bloodstone, I am Granting Moat Callin To House Blackfyre, The House Will Forever Rule Over The Castle and Surrounding Lands, Until They Die Out, Or The World Ends." Says Aegon. "Your Grace, I Have No Husband Or Child, I'd Need A Husband." Says Visenya. "Which Is Why I'm Giving You Both, Me." Says Aegon. "Your Grace! I Must Protest! You Have Two Brides Already, Not To Mention A Third Of Wildling Stock!" Says The High Septon. "Didn't You Try To Bribe Lord Tyrion Not To List Your Name In His Ledger Of Most Frequent Customers At His Brothels?"Asks Aegon To The High Septon. "Yes, I Think He Did Your Grace." Says Lord Tyrion. "Your Holiness, I Suggest Your Reaffirm Your Loyalty To The Seven, and Fealty To The Order You Serve. Until The Other Septons and Septa's Declare A Majority In Their Belief Your Still Fit To Lead Them, Your Opinion Means Less Than Horseshit." Says Aegon. The High Septon Storms Out. "Varys, Keep Some Of Your Little Birds On Him." Says Aegon In A Whisper As Varys Bows Politely Before Departing.

"Back To The Matter At Hand, Visenya Blackfyre, I Name Your My Fourth Queen, and I Intend To Take A Fifth, A Fifth Who Is As Yet Undecided, I Shall Need To Think I Who Makes The More Suitable Match." Says Aegon. "Then, I Thank You Your Grace." Says Visenya. "Do Not Thank Me Just Yet, Because House Blackfyre Is Receiving Moat Callin, The First Male Heir I Sire By You Will Be Exempt From The Royal Line Of Succession. He Will Be Unable To Stake A Claim To The Iron Throne, Because He Shall Become Lord Of Moat Callin." Says Aegon, and Visenya's Eyes Falter and Lower. "I Also Have Another Announcement To Make, I Have Named Ser Jamie Lannister My Master Of War. From This Day Forward, The Master Of War Shall Lead The Royal Armies, Determine Their Composition, Armament, and Strategies and Tactics, While Also Directly Commanding The New Royal **** Of Men, The Red Rangers Of House Targaryen." Says Aegon. "Red Rangers Your Grace?" Asks Lord Tyrell. "The Red Rangers Are To Be Trained By The Best and Led By The Best, Regardless Of Their Origins. The Founding Members Of This Group Of Men Are Ser Loras Tyrell, Sandor Clegane, Ser Kevan Lannister, Ser Vardis Egen, Beric Dondarrion, Thoros Of Myr, Ser Arys Oakheart, and Brynden Tully. That Is All." Says Aegon As He gets Up, Walks Down, and Departs.

Aegon Sat In His Solar With Magister Illyrio, Lord Stannis, and His Uncle Oberyn. "I Have A Stipulation For The Marriage To Your Daughter Lord Mopatis. I Need You To Buy An Annual Fifty Thousand Unsullied **** Soldiers, Bring Them To Westeros, and I'll Free Them and Offer Them The Chance To Serve The Targaryen As Freed Men. I Also Need You To Find Me Lost Treasures Of Old Valyria." Says Aegon. "The Unsullied Are Not An Issue, But What Specifically Do You Want From Old Valyria?" Asks Mopatis. "Dragon Eggs, Valyrian Steel, Scrolls, Tomes, Anything From Old Valyria That Survived The Doom and Isn't Already In Our Possession Or Another House In The Seven Kingdoms." Says Aegon. "That's A Tall Order." Says Mopatis. "I'm Aware, I Also Know You Know That You and Your Daughters Survival Is Determinant On My Goodwill, If You Want To Keep It I Suggest You Do All You Can." Says Aegon. "Yes, Your Grace, I'll Leave Immediately." Says Mopatis. "One More Thing, The Masters Of Astapor Are Never To Know Who Your Buying The Unsullied For, Never." Says Aegon. "Yes, Your Grace." Says Mopatis.

Aegon Waited Until The Magister Had Left. "Varys, I Want A Constant Guard and A Constant Vigilance On Visenya, Keep A List Of Everything She Does, Everything She Buys, and Everything She Says. If She Buys Poison Destroy It, If She Writes Something Treasonous Bring It To Me Immediately, and If She Does Anything Suspicious Bring It Before Me Immediately." Says Aegon. "Yes, Of Course Your Grace." Says Varys. "Stannis, Your Relieved Of Your Position." Says Aegon. "Excuse Me?" Asks Stannis. "You Need To Leave A Legacy Behind My Lord, That Means You Need An Heir, Return To Your Wife, Begin A New Line Of The Baratheon Family." Says Aegon. "I See, I Do Need An Heir It's True, and I Have Missed Janna." Says Stannis. "One More Thing, Lord Stannis, I'm Giving The Order For Summerhall To Be Rebuilt, and I'm Giving It To You When It's Done." Says Aegon. "Summerhall?" Asks Stannis. "This Way Robert Won't Be Able To Use Your Claim To Storms End Against Us If We Push For Royal Marriage With Myrcella." Says Aegon. "I'll Leave At Once." Says Stannis. "Stannis? Treat Her Well, and The Gods Will Surely Smile On Your Needs." Says Aegon, and Stannis Bows At The Door........