Highgarden and Then Back To Court

Aegon and His Little Court Had Traveled To Highgarden, Making It Aegon's Second Trip There. Ser Jamie and The Others Save Robin Arryn Accompanied Them, Due To Robin Becoming Lord Tywin's Ward and Foster Child. Aegon Carried Dark Sister With Him As Well As Blackfyre. He Was Waiting The Time He Could Give Dark Sister To His Chosen Wielder, But That Day Had Yet To Come. Regardless, Lord Tyrell Was Quite Pleased To Be Hosting The King, His Demeanour Gave Aegon Little Patience, and Aegon Decided A Month Was Only How Long He Could Tolerate His Father-In-Law's Presence, But Frankly Didn't Know If He Could Last That Long. Aegon Wanted To Spend As Little Time As Possible With His Father-In-Law, So He Spent His Time Hunting and Hawking, Dining With Margaery, Fucking Tye, Nym, Wylla, Dacey, and Alys Raw, Sparring With Ser Loras, Ser Jamie, and Robb, and/Or Keeping Company With Desmera Redwyne. Aegon Was Trying To Perfect Fighting Two-Handed, With A Blade In Each Hand, Which In This Case Was Dark Sister and Blackfyre. Aegon Was Left-Handed, So He Would've Carried Blackfyre In His Left Hand, But Aegon Knew That He Preferred Dark Sister, So He Wielded It Instead Of Blackfyre In His Left Hand.

Aegon Was Fighting Ser Jamie and Ser Loras With Both Blades In Hand, They Had Been Ordered Not To Go For A Kill, But To Fight Like They Meant It, Which Meant Cuts and Bruises But Nothing Life-Threatening. Aegon Handedly Disarmed Loras Before Doing The Same To Ser Jamie. Both Men Had Gotten Some Good Knocks and Cuts In, Most Notably Was The Cut On Aegon's Cheek. Sitting Beside Margaery, Who Took A Cloth To Dab At The Blood, Aegon Winced At The Stinging Pain and Margaery Told Him Not To Be Such A Big Baby, Earning A Pained Chuckle From Aegon. Margaery Winces Herself, and Aegon Turns Serious. "The Baby?" Aegon Asks. "Strong, Like His Father." Says Margaery. "I Had Planned To Travel South To Sunspear, But If The Child Is Getting Rebellious, Then We Must Cut Our Visit Shorter Than Planned. We Will Ride To The Capital In The Morning, With Five Archmaesters To Attend To You, and Advise Me. Pycelle Is Of Little Use Anymore." Says Aegon. "Thank You, Your Grace." Says Margaery. "Margaery, When We're Alone, You Can Call Me By My Name." Says Aegon As He Kisses His Queen's Forehead.

Aegon and His Companions Had Ridden Quickly Back To Court To Prepare For The Coming Childbirth and Had Pycelle Excommunicated From The Citadel For Breaking The Vow's Of Celibacy and Replaced By Archmaester Gormon, Who Was Born Gormon Tyrell. Aegon Gave The Man One Command, Make Sure Margaery Survived Her Pregnancy. While Margaery Was Being Taken Cared Of, Aegon Had Begun Spending Time With Myrcella and Visenya Both. Scandalous Yes, But That Would Cease When Aegon Declared Her His Queen and Acknowledge Her, But Until Then, Aegon Had Business To Attend To, Like Keeping The Realm Together Until He Had A Son.

Aegon Chose To Go On A Hunt With His Men and Lords, and Sought Out A Good Meal To Feed His Queens. The Targeted Variety Would Be Boar Or Stag, Whichever Was Giving Him The Best Opportunity. He Took A Nym With Him, Leaving Tyene To Tend To Margaery, Desmera Redwyne, Dacey Mormont, and Alys Karstark Had Also Joined Him, As Well As Loras Tyrell, Jamie Lannister, and Quentyn. Aegon Chose To Take The Opportunity To Court Desmera, He Hoped To Fuck Her If Given The Opportunity, But Until Then He'd Be Content With The Others.

Aegon and Desmera Had Speared A Pig When A Rider Came Bearing A Grave Look. Before The Rider Can Speak, Aegon Is Overcome By A Profound Sense Of Dread. "Margaery..." Says Aegon, Before Rushing To The Man's Horse, Throwing Him From It, and Rides Off...