The End Of The Riverrun Rest

--(--(--(Author's Note: Like A Few Chapters Of Mine, Most Of The Chapter Is To Be Credited To Lstark96, the Story Owner, But The First Paragraph and Some Of The Second Are Chiefly Mine.)--)--)--

Aegon and His Royal Party Had Reached The End Of Their Time At Riverrun, and Were Packing Their Final Bags When Aegon Was In The Carriage With Dany. "Your Opinion?" Asks Aegon. "He's Hardly The Smartest Man I've Met, But He Is Not Completely Unsuitable For A Match." Says Daenerys. "After We Leave Winterfell, We'll Probably Split The Party In Two, Rhaenys and I Will Lead Half To Casterly Rock, While You'll Lead The Remainder To The Eyrie. But As For Edmure's Suitability We May Need To Double Down With Two Matches, Me and One Of Lord Eddard's Girls, and You Or Rhaenys With Robb Stark." Says Aegon. "Even So, I Wouldn't Object To Lord Edmure." Says Dany. "I'll Keep It In Mind." Says Aegon As He Gets Out and Walks Over To His Horse, A Beautiful Black Stallion, With A Temper Only Aegon Can Soothe. "Give Me Those Reigns You Fool, Vhagar Is No Less Dominant Than His Namesake." Aegon Tells The Stable Boy. "Lord Edmure, We Hope To See You Again Soon, But Alas, Your Sister Catelyn and Her Husband Lord Eddard Are Expecting Us." Says Aegon As Edmure Nods With A Smile and Aegon Motions His Horse Forward and The Royal Party Leaves Riverrun.

The Trek North To Winterfell Was Long and Cold, and Even The Resilient Tyene and Nymeria Had Been **** To Retire To The Royal Carriage To Stay arm, But Aegon Had Spent His Youth At Dragonstone, An Island Not Known For It's Warmth, So He and His Horse Were Riding Into Winterfell and Found Lord Stark and His Family Awaiting Them After They Rode Past The Double Gates and Into Its Massive Courtyard, Lord Eddard Stark The Lord Of Winterfell and Warden Of The North Bent His Knees Followed By Every Single One Of His Countrymen. Aegon Couldn't Help But Feel Proud As He Saw The Submission Of The Unruly and Fierce Crowd. Even With A Stark As The Dowager Queen Consort, The Northmen Have Always Resented The Rule Of The Iron Throne. Aegon Dismounted From His Horse and Lord Stark Rose To His Knees.

"Lord Stark, it is good to finally meet you once more." Aegon said as the Warden of the North greeted him.

"Aye, you've grown into quite a man ever since I last saw you upon the battlements of Pyke." The Lord of Winterfell replied courteously before he introduced the king to his family. First was the beautiful Lady Catelyn Tully, her Auburn Hair, porcelain skin and blue eyes enchanted the king the moment he laid eyes on her. Beside her was her youngest child, Lord Rickon Stark, a boy of only three who hid behind his mother in fear of the foreign looking king. Aegon had heard much about the Starks from his brother and in truth did not need an introduction. He knew all about the honorable Lord Eddard, his beautiful wife, his equally honorable heir, the adventurous Arya, the young Brandon who has aspirations to become the first Northern knight of the Kingsguard and last but not least, he had heard of the the beautiful Sansa Stark whom Jon claimed was deeply in love with the king despite never meeting him, until now.

Sansa was just like a younger version of her mother and Aegon were pleased that tales of her beauty were not lies. Her pale cheeks flushed as red as her hair when the king courteously kissed her extended hand and Aegon knew the girl was already under his spell.

Arya on the other hand did not look anything like her sister. In fact she did not look like any of her siblings. Of all of the children of Lord Eddard, Arya was the only one who didn't inherit her mother's coloring as she had grey eyes and her father's brown hair and long sullen face. But nevertheless, Aegon had heard many great things about her, leading him to believe that she was Jaehaerys' favourite Stark.

After the members of House Stark were introduced, Lord Eddard then introduced the king to his guests. A woman with golden blonde curls, piercing emerald eyes, lush lips and an ass that would rival even that of Arianne Martell. Besides her was her equally beautiful daughter, though younger and much less well-endowed.

"Lady Cersei, this is a pleasant surprise." Aegon said courteously as he kissed her extended hand. However, it was a lie, Lord Varys had told him that Lord Robert and his family were visiting Lord Stark, hoping to arrange a suitable match for his only child and heir, lest his lands be inherited by his brothers. Another reason why Queen Lyanna did not accompany them to her family home.

"Lady Myrcella, you've grown more beautiful every day." Aegon said as he turned to the beautiful Baratheon heiress. Myrcella looked just like a younger, slimmer version of her mother. Despite a grown woman, Aegon was somewhat disappointed at how much younger Myrcella looked like most women her age with her flat-chest and childish but pretty face.

"You must forgive my husband, Your Grace." Cersei said as the king kissed the hand of her only child. "He has gotten a terrible cold while hunting and fears it would be inappropriate to personally welcome you, Your Grace."

"I understand, my lady. I pray that Lord Robert makes a speedy recovery." Aegon politely replied but everyone knew better. Robert Baratheon hated Rhaegar and his children ever since Lyanna Stark chose the Last Dragon over him. After the War, Varys convinced Rhaegar to send hundreds of his little birds to the Stormlands in order to keep a close eye on the recalcitrant lord. However, instead of singing songs about treason and rebellion, the only thing that the birds reported back to the capital were far-fetched and exaggerated tales of both Lord Robert and Lady Cersei's extra-marital affairs.

Aegon had a feeling that he would soon find out whether there was any truth to these rumours.

"Ah, Allow Me The Honor Of Introducing My Wife, Queen Margaery Of House Tyrell, and Gods Willing, The Mother To Our Coming Son." Says Aegon As Pats His Queen's Belly Softly. Aegon Notes The Way Sansa's Body Sinks Just A Little.

Aegon Was Watching The Festivities With Keen Interest, Or Rather That's What He Looked To Be Doing, When In Actuality He Was Dividing His Attentions Between Myrcella Baratheon and Lady Sansa. But Alas, Aegon's Eye Was Caught By Three Northern Beauties.