To Un-Fuck It As Much As Possible

Aegon, Margaery, Myrcella, Taena, Tyene, Nymeria, Wylla, Bella, Mya, Cersei, Bellegere, Larra, Daena, and Viserra All Sat In The Small Council Chamber As Aegon Outlined What Would Happen. He'dd Rotate Them Cyclically and His Paramours Would Each Get A Turn. But They'd Need To Tone Down The Amount Of Babies Being Birthed, The Five Constant Ladies Would Be Tyene, Bella, Taena, Bellegere, and Larra However. Cersei Would Remain At Court To Help Myrcella Rule, and Wylla Would Continue To Serve As he Father's Aid. Nym Would Travel To Casterly Rock To Serve As A Bodyguard To Rhaenys and Mya Would Go North To Serve As A Handmaiden To Princess Daenerys. With That Done Aegon Chose To Depart, But Not Before He Gave The Rogare Girls A Ladyship and Some Minor Holdings In The City and Recognising The Three Sisters, Bellegere, Bella, and Taena As Royal Mistresses.

Aegon Currently Walked Out and Went To Lord Varys. Once He Found The Plump Spymaster He Whispered To The Master Of Whispers. "I Want Balon and Euron Greyjoy Dead, See It Done, Make Sure It Can't Be Traced Back To Us and Make Sure It Is Done Right." Says Aegon. "What Of The Other Brothers and The Lord's Children?" Asks Varys. "Keep All Four Alive, They May Yet Be Of Some Use To Us." Says Aegon. "As You Wish Your Grace." Says Varys. "And Varys, Make Sure The Man Who Does It Doesn't Live To Serve Us Again." Says Aegon and Varys Nods and Departs. "Your Grace?" Asks A Soft Voice. Aegon Turns To Find Lady Sansa. "Lady Sansa? I Wasn't Aware You Were At Court." Says Aegon. "I'm Here With My Mother, To Discuss The Marriage Alliance Between Myself and Lord Tyrion." Says Sansa. "Oh?" Aegon Asks. "Mother Says It's A Good Match, But Father Still Doesn't Trust Lord Tywin." Says Sansa. "You Know, When Lord Tyrion Was Born, His Father Wanted So Badly To Lay His Newborn Dwarf Body At The Shoreline and Let The Waves Take Him, The Only Reason He Didn't Was Because He Was His Son." Says Aegon. "That's Cruel!" Says Sansa. "Lord Tywin and Lady Cersei Have Often Mistreated Lord Tyrion, Hard As It May Be For Your Lord Father, Ser Jamie Is The Only Member Of House Lannister Besides Ser Kevan To Treat Tyrion With Any Kindness. As A Result Lord Tyrion Is Easily The Best Of The Lannister Family." Says Aegon As He Notices Something. "My Lady, Get Behind Me!" Says Aegon As He Draws Blackfyre. "Who Are You!?!" Aegon Demands. "You Don't Recognise Me Your Grace?" Asks The Figure and Out Steps The Most Beautiful Dornish Maiden. "Dya? What Brings You To Court?" Asks Aegon. "You Of Course, You Made Me A Promise Long Ago, One Yet To Be Fulfilled." Says Dyanna Sand.

"Lady Sansa, Please Met My Chosen Sister, Dyanna Sand, The Bastard Of Starfall, But Also Dorne's Most Beautiful Maiden." Says Aegon As He Sheathes His Sword. "My Lady." Says Sansa. "Lady Sansa." Says Dyanna. "Lady Sansa, Could You Give Dyanna and I A Moment? We Have Much To Discuss." Says Aegon. "Of Course Your Grace, I'll See You Later." Says Sansa A Little Hopefully. "She Likes You." Dyanna Notes After Sansa Has Left. "As Do You." Says Aegon Motioning To Dyanna's Clothing. "Guilty There." Says Dyanna As Saunters Over To Aegon and Takes His Head In Her Hands and Kisses Him. Dya, You Know My Feelings, But You Know How Man Paramours I Have As It Is. Do You Really Want That Promise To Fulfilled?" Asks Aegon. "I Do, But The Question Really Is, Will You Uphold It?" Asks Dyanna. "A Word Once Given......Aye, I'll Make The Arrangements and You'll Get What Your Owed Just Be Ready Dya." Says Aegon. "I've Been Waiting For This Aegon, For A Long Long Time." Says Dyanna.

Aegon Sat In The Small Council Chamber With Myrcella and Margaery. "Ten Years Ago, I Made A Promise To Dyanna Sand, I'd Promised That Some Day She Would Become Dyanna Dayne and Then A Queen. Today, She Came To Collect On That Promise. How Do You Feel About It?" Aegon Asks His Two Queens. "You Promised Her, You Gave Your Word, If A King Doesn't Keep His Word, He Is No True King." Says Margaery. "Yes, But The Last Man To Have More Than One Queen Was Maegor The Cruel." Says Aegon. "I Can't Speak For Margaery, But I Agree, You Made A Promise, You Have To Keep It." Says Myrcella. "I Agree." Says Margaery. "If I Take A Third Queen....How Long Before I Take A Fourth? A Fifth? Or A Sixth?" Asks Aegon Highlighting Maegor The Cruel Once Again. "Aegon, You Are Our Husband, Our King, We Follow Your Lead." Says Myrcella. "So Be It. I Don't Like Doing This When I'm Trying To Clean The Castle But I Can See That I Have Little Choice Here." Says Aegon.

Aegon Had Ordered The Construction Of Three Thrones To Seat The Three Queens, Thrones Would Reflect Their Houses and The One They'd Married Into. Margaery Was Given A Golden Toned Throne Of Wood With Vines and Flowers. Myrcella Was Given A Throne Of Ebony With Golden Lannister Lions and Black Baratheon Stags, The Baratheon Stags Were Obsidian, The Lannister Lions Actual Gold Straight From The Finest Forge Of Casterly Rock. And Now Dyanna Was Given A Throne Carved From The Gnarled and Thorny Wood Of The Sandbeggar Tree Found Only In Dorne. The Three Thrones Sat Below The Kings Iron Throne But Not In The Way Of The Steps To The Throne. Aegon Was Seriously Regretting The Promise Of His To Dya, Because Her Timing Was Piss Poor, and It Was Piss Poor Because He Was Trying To Clean His Castle. If He Got A Child Be Her He'd Have To Dig Through The Old Family Histories Because He Was Starting To Run Out Of Names For His Children.