Myrcella Baratheon

Aegon Was Only Slightly Disappointed To Discover Not Foe, Nor Lady Wylla, But Myrcella Baratheon. Aegon Sheathed His Blades and Returned To Examining The Heart Tree. "Beautiful Isn't It? Not Many Godswood's Exist Beyond The Neck Anymore, We Have One In Kingslanding, and One On Dragonstone, But Nothing Like This." Says Aegon. "What's It Like? Kingslanding, I Mean?" Asks Myrcella. "It's Hard To Explain, But There's Maybe A Million People Living and Working There, The City Is Bustling, and Like Most Places, Where There Is Light, There Is Also Darkness. I Prefer Dragonstone Frankly." Says Aegon. "The Ancestral Seat Of House Targaryen?" Asks Myrcella. "Hmm, Dragonstone Was Settled By Aenar Targaryen, After His Daughter, Daenys, Called The Dreamer, Foresaw Valyria's Ruin. Maybe It's The Dragon In Me, But Dragonstone's Smell Of Sulfur and Sea Is Far More Preferable Than The Smell Of Kingslanding." Says Aegon. Aegon Stops Looking At The Heart Tree, and Looks At Myrcella.

"Before We Return To Kingslanding, We'll Be Traveling To Dorne, My Cousin Quentyn Has A Wedding, and If The Snakes Offer You Anything, Don't Eat Or Drink It." Says Aegon. "The Snakes?" Asks Myrcella. "My Cousins, Obara, Nymeria and Tyene. Bastard Daughters Of My Uncle Oberyn, Beautiful and Highly Lethal To Any Man or Woman The Target." Says Aegon. "You Say That Like You Have Experience." Says Myrcella. "Let's Just Say, I've Indulged A Bit With Them." Says Aegon, Before Taking A Risk. "Tell Me My Lady, Have You Ever Wondered, What It Would Mean To Become Queen? You Could Put An End To Your Father's Hostility, Or, You Could Reignite It. Men Play The Game Of Thrones All The Time, But Women, Women Leave Their Mark On It, I Wonder Yours Could Be?" Says Aegon Suggests, Before Hearing Someone Coming. "Think On It My Lady, For Now, A Parting Gift." Says Aegon As He Takes Myrcella Into His Arms and Kisses Her.

Aegon Only Leaves After The Footsteps Become More Audible and Can Tell Them To Be Robert and His Wife Cersei. "Don't Tell Your Father, My Queen." Aegon Says Before Departing, Mere Moments Before Robert and Cersei Appear. Taking Care Not To Make Any Noticeable Sounds That Could Be Interpreted As A Person Instead Of Leaves Rustling, Aegon Overhears Some Of Cersei's Conversation With Myrcella. "How Was He?" Asks Cersei Quietly. "Who?" Asks Myrcella Innocently. "Myrcella, You Father Might Be A Fool and Drunk, But I'm Not." Says Cersei. "He Was........Enchanting." Says Myrcella. Aegon Satisfied Made His Escape To His Agent. Finding Her, He Speaks A Few Words. "He's In The Godswood, Drinking Like Usual. Make It Quick and Painless, He May Be A Bastard, But He Doesn't Deserve To Die Like A Dog." Says Aegon. "Tears Of Lys Then." Says The Agent. "I Don't Like Bringing This Dishonor Here, But I Don't See Another Option. If All Goes Well, We Can Take Two Thorns From The Realms Side. Do It." Says Aegon As The Agent Bows.

Lord Robert Drank and Drank, and Then Was Dying In Agony, and Had Now Passed Away. Few Realised He'd Died From The Tear's Of Lys Poison, and Aegon Regretted He Had To Use It To Set In Motion His Plan To Acquire Myrcella As A Bride. Of Course There Was The Matter of Inheritance, By Law A Boy Was Favored Over Any Girl, Irregardless If That Girl Was An Elder Sibling. But Should A Lord Pass, Leaving Only Daughter's His Brother Would Be Next In Line For The Lordship. Aegon Spoke To Tywin Lannister, and Agreed That Cersei Should Remarry Renly, and Summerhall Would Be Rebuilt For Stannis. This Effectively Made Renly Lord Paramount Of The Stormlands and Storms End, Also Making Him Successor To His Eldest Brother. Renly Was The Youngest Child Of Steffon and Cassana Baratheon, and As A Result Furthest Baratheon Male In The Line Of Succession, But Still Ahead Of Myrcella.

Aegon Would Offer Condolences, Invite Lady Myrcella To Kingslanding, and Name Her Grandfather As The New Master Of Ships. Aegon Also Planned On Dismissing Stannis and Jon Connington, Hoping To Get Them To Return To Their Families and Sire Children. Aegon Meanwhile Hoped To Additionally Unite House Lannister By Marrying Rhaenys To Lord Tyrion. As A Result, Tywin Get's His Marriage With House Targaryen That Aegon's Grandfather "The Mad King" Denied Him, and Tyrion Gets Casterly Rock.

Furthermore, Aegon Planned To Name His Cousin, Arianne As Mistress Of Laws, and Would Name Lord Mace Tyrell As Hand Of The King. If All Went According To Plan, Aegon and Myrcella Would Be Wed, and Aegon Could Later Acquire Another Wife. Marrying Wylla Manderly Wasn't Out Of The Question, The Manderly's Were A Northern House, But One of Southern Customs Following Their Unfair Exile From The Reach By House Gardener. They Controlled White Harbor and Had A Sizeable Trade Fleet Which Could Bring Forth More Grain, Wheat, Barley and Other Foods To Supply The Seven Kingdoms Come Winter. Of Course Myrcella's Marriage Dowry Would Be Triple That Any Manderly Could Give and The Some. Tywin Lannister Was The Richest Man In The Seven Kingdoms, and Aegon Saw The Value His Grandfather Could Not, In Marrying A Child, Or, In This Case, A Grandchild Of House Lannister.

Myrcella Had The Blood Of Stag and Lion Inside Her, and As Such Any Dowry House Baratheon Raised Would Be Doubled Several Times Over By Tywin. That Dowry Could Be Used For Raising Food Or Raising An Army, An Army of Immense Size. Of Course, Marrying Margaery Tyrell Would Acquire The Reach's Substantial Granaries and Food Stores, Diminishing The Need For Extravagant Amounts of Coin Spent On Grain, Wheat, Barley, Etc. Regardless Aegon's Plan Was Already In Motion.

Aegon Watched As Cersei Shed False Tears and Myrcella Genuine Ones, Lord Robert Was Laid Out, Warhammer In His Grip, As A Funeral Was Held At Winterfell For Him, Before Being Sent To Storms End For Burial. Aegon Had Planned On Using Widow's Blood On Robert, But He Wanted It To Be More Or Less Painless, and There Was No Sweet Sleep, Essence Of Nightshade, Long Farewell, Or Other Suitable Alternative On Hand To Aegon's Knowledge. So The Tear's It Was. Aegon Saw Ned Stark Eye Cersei Suspiciously and Aegon Quickly Approached The Two Women.

"Lady Myrcella, Lay Cersei, My Deepest Condolences For Your Loss. In Spite Of His Temper and Defiance, Father Always Said If He Had To Die In Battle Let It Be At Roberts Hands. In Light Of It, I'd Like To Offer The Queens Crown To You Lady Myrcella." Says Aegon. "Your Grace, I Hardly Think It Appropriate We Discuss This Here." Says Lady Cersei. "I'm Afraid, That Shouldn't Lady Myrcella Accept, You'll Be Remarried To Lord Renly and Bear His Children My Lady." Says Aegon and Cersei's Face Tightens At The Remark. "It's Already Been Arranged." Says Aegon, and Cersei's Face Tighten's Further and Further. "I Hope TO See You Soon Lady Myrcella." Says Aegon As He Leaves The Two To Stew.