Not Nearly As Bad As Aegon Feared, But Not Nearly As Good As He Hoped Either

Aegon Pushed Through The Crowd of Onlookers, Kingsguard Trailing At His Heels To Find His Two Brides In A Stand Off. Both Looked Like They Were Ready To Kill The Other, and Hoping to Stop It Before Blood Was Spilt. "That's Enough, I Will Not Have My Two Brides Cutting The Other's Throats, I Swear To The Mother, That The First Person to Try and Do That Will Find Themselves in The Black Cells For A Whole Year." Commands Aegon and Both Women, In Spite of Their Animosity, and Dislike, Obey Aegon's Command. "Your Both Confined To Your Rooms, If I Hear You've Disobeyed Me, Either of You, I Will Chain You to Your Beds and Keep You There Until I Decide Otherwise." Aegon Threatens, Before Motioning The Kingsguard to Lead The Would-Be Queens Away.

"Alright The Spectacle Is Over, Get Out of My Sight, fore' I Have You All Beheaded." Aegon Commands, as The Crowd Scurries Away. Varys Comes To His Side. "Your Grace, Master Mott Has Finished His Work, and Awaits You At Your Earliest Convenance." Varys Informs Aegon. "Very Well, Lead The Way Lord Varys." Says Aegon As Varys Takes Him To Tobho Mott.

Aegon Held His New Blades In His Hands, Taking The Time To Admire Each Blade Individually, Appreciating The Craftsmanship, The Finesse, The Artful Nature of The Blades. "Magnificent, My Trust in You Was Well Placed Master Mott, Your Payment Has been Secured, and Awaits You At Your Forge. But I'd Like To Offer You A Royal Commission To Outfit The Royal Army." Says Aegon. "But Your Grace, Forgive Me, I Have Outstanding Contracts." Argues Mott. "We Will Wait For You To Complete These Contracts, and Are Prepared To Offer You A Substantial Commission Each Year For Your Work." Says Aegon. "Of Course Your Grace, That Should Work." Says Mott As He Bows and Leaves.

"Put A Few Eyes On Him, His Forge, and His Workers." Aegon Commands As He Picks Up A Blade of Ornately Honed Ornamentation, "Shall I Summon The Kingsguard In Question Your Grace?" Asks Varys. "No, Hold Off For Now, I Want To Gift it To Them During The Wedding Feast, However, Summon The Three Sand Snakes To Kingslanding, They Will Serve Princess Arianne As Her Personal Guard. Also Please Assign Lady Tarth To Temporary Duty Guarding My Mothers." Says Aegon. "And The Swords Your Grace?" Asks Varys. "I'm Entrusting Their Safety To You, Keep Them Safe, Keep Them Hidden, But Most If All Keep Them Secret." "That's The Only Way I Know How." Muses Varys. "Hmm, I Know." Agrees Aegon.

Aegon Was Sitting Down With Arianne and Visenya, He Had The Kingsguard Stand Close At Hand, For Fear of What Would Happen Should They Be At A Distance. "This Is Going To Stop, Here and Now!" Aegon Says Voice Firm. "Egg--" Arianne Begins Sweetly. "Quiet! Look I Know You Don't Like Each Other! I Get That, But I Swear, If I See You Two In Another Standoff Like That, I'll Wed You Both To Walder Frey! As I Already Told You Both, Loathe Each Other in Private, Stand Each Other in Public. I Will Not Have You At Each Other's Throats. Make Your Peace, Or I'll Make it For You!" Aegon Says Firmly. Aegon Gets Up, and Walks Past The Kingsguard. "Do Not Leave Them Alone Until They Make Peace." Aegon Orders