Tourney Postponed

Aegon's Body Hurt, His Bones Felt Heavy, His Wounds Were Extensive and Dany and Myrcella Stayed By His Side Through All Of It. When His Body Had Been Cleaned, Aegon Was Shown To Be Battered, Bruised, and Cut In Many Places, Including The Face. It Was Decided That In Light Of The King's Injuries, The Tourney Would Have To Be Postponed Until A Later Date. Aegon Had Taken To Walking With A Cane To Compensate For His Bruised Muscles and Injured Body Until They've Been Healed and Recovered. Dany and Myrcella Insisted They Accompany Him Everywhere, and Aegon Didn't Have The Heart, Nor The Energy To Refuse Them. Already Men Were Talking Of The Brazen Attack On The King, and How He Had Fought Off His Attackers, Calling Him Aegon The Brave, Aegon The Determined, and Aegon The Unfearing.

Aegon Had Originally Decided To Ride South To The Capital and Take The Fastest and Strongest Ship To Dragonstone, Because Aegon Had Missed The Salt and Sulphur, He Had Missed Traversing The Caves With His Brother and Sister, and He Had Missed Fucking Rhaenys In Those Same Caves. But Now, As Aegon Looked Upon The New Face He Held In The Mirror, As Dany and Myrcella Changed His Bandages and Cleaned His Body, A Strangers Face, Cuts and Scars Across His Once Flawless Head, His Long Hair Matted and In Need Of Cutting, Aegon Looked In His Queen Of Fire's Eyes, and Then He Looked Into The Eyes Of His Queen Of Gold and Storms. "We Ride For Winterfell, I Want To Spend The Remainder Of The Recovery Up North." Aegon Tells Them. "Back There? It's Freezing!" Complains Myrcella. "And Yet, It's The First Place We Ever Met My Queen Of Storms and Gold." Says Aegon. "Besides, I Wish To Take Another Paramour Or Three." Says Aegon. "Tyene and Nymeria Aren't Enough?" Teases Dany. "No, Not That, But I Want Girls From All The Kingdoms Warming My Bed When I Can't Lay With My Queen's Of Love and Beauty." Says Aegon.

Having Been Unable To Ride Himself, Aegon Rode In The Royal Carriage With Dany, Myrcella, and Tyene and Nymeria. Tye Was Caressing Every Sore Spot On His Body, Planting Soft and Tender Kisses On Every Bruise, Every Cut, and Every Spot Of Pain. Nym Contented Herself With Whispering Soft Words Of Promise and Truth In His Hair As He Ran His Hand Over Her Growing Belly, Proclaiming Where Dany Would Give Him A Son, She Would Give Him A Twin Daughters, The Next Generation Of Sand Snakes, To Which He Countered They'd Be The First Generation Of Waters Snakes, Being Born Into The Crownlands Not Dorne. "Egg, He's Kicking Again." Says Dany As She Tears His Hand From Nym's Belly To Her Own. Aegon Feels The Baby Kicking From Her Womb. "Have You Decided On A Name Yet, For Our Yet To Be Darling Prince?" Asks Tyene. "Rhaego." Says Dany. "Do I Not Get A Say In This?" Asks Aegon. "His Name...Will Be Rhaego, and That's The End Of That Discussion." Says Dany. "And If You Give Me A Princess?" Asks Aegon. "Then You Can Pick The Name, and That's The End Of That Discussion." Says Dany.

Aegon Chuckled and Immediately Regretted It, At Least Until Tyene Kissed It and Made His Pain Subside. Aegon's Attention Was Brought To His Queen Of Golden Curls and Black Storms. "Myrcella, Do Not Worry, You Will Give Me Children Aplenty, When Your Ready." Says Aegon Softly, So Softly On Myrcella Can Hear Him, To Which She Smiles Sadly. "So, Egg, Do You Think It Will Be A Boy Or A Girl?" Asks Nym. "Boy." Says Tyene In His Place. "Girl." Says Nym. "What Aboute You Tyene? Do You Want A Girl As Much As Your Sister?" Asks Myrcella. "No, I Want To Give Him Strong Bastard Sons." Says Tyene As She Tries To Free Aegon's Member From His Breeches. "Not Not Tye, I Don't Have The Energy To Bed You In The Carriage." Says Aegon As Tyene Pouts and Undoes Her Previous Attempts To Free His Cock. "So Who Are You Hoping To Acquire?" Asks Dany. "Sansa Stark If At All Possible, If Not, Her Cousin Alys Karstark, Lady Dacey Mormont, and Lady Wylla Manderly. Once They're Acquired We'll Spend A Small Time Getting Them Used To Their Positions and Used By The Five Of Us." Says Aegon. "And Afterwards?" Asks Nym. "Afterwards We'll Look For Other Options, I've Heard Tales Of A Certain Girl In The Riverlands, One Who Despite Being A Prostitute, Is Our Dear Myrcella's Sister." Says Aegon As Myrcella Gives Him A Strange Look.

"She's A Bastard, Sired When Our Dear Lord Connington Was One Battle Away From Being Exiled." Says Aegon. "The Stoney Sept?" Asks Tye. "Hmm, You'll Find This Girl For Me Tye, Find Her and Tell Her The King Wants Her Services, Take Ser Arthur With You In Case She Asks You For Proof Of My Request, That White Cloak and Shining Sword Of His Should Quell Any Questions Suggesting Otherwise. In Terms Of Other Girls, Arianne Will Most Certainly Throw A Fit If She's Left Out, But Do Acquire Dyanna Sand, Myria Jordayne, Desmera Redwyne, and The Lady Merryweather. I'll Leave Those Last Four To You My Dearest Lady Nym." Says Aegon Sweetly Caressing Nym's Breast Through The Soft Fabric She Wears So Very Often.

Aegon's Eyes Woke Up, He Had Fallen Into A Deep Sleep After Tyene Began To Seduce Him, His Protests Fell On Deaf Ears, and By The Time She Got His Cock Up Her Ass He Had Fallen Asleep. As His Eyes Blinked Away The Morning Grog, He Found Tyene In His Arms, Cock In Her Cunt, Not Her Ass As He'd Remembered, A Soft Satin Quilt Covered Them and Aegon Saw The Seed Dripping From Between Their Joining. Aegon Looked In Between His Chest and Tyene's Face and His Eyes Widened. He Saw How Red Her Face Was, and The Water In Her Eyes, Tyene Had Cried Herself To Sleep. Aegon Gently Shook His Favored Bastard Lover, and When She Looked Up At His Concerned Face, She Lowered Her Head Onto His Chest, But Aegon Would Have None Of It, He Cupped Her Face In His Hands and Raised Her Eyes To His. "Tyene, Why Have You Been Crying?" Asks Aegon. "Am I Not Enough To Satisfy You? You Fell Asleep As Soon As You Were Up My Ass....You've Impregnated Nym, and Dany, and Not Me." Says Tyene. "And Yet, Myrcella's Not Pregnant." Says Aegon.

"Yeah, and I'm A Man. Egg, She's Been Pregnant For Weeks, She Was Afraid To Tell You." Says Tyene. This Caught Aegon By Surprise, and Left Him Sputtering For A Few Moments. "Why?" Aegon Finally Asks. "You Made Such A Big Show Of Celebrating Dany's Pregnancy, and Now Your Planning On Bedding More Women? She Doesn't Know How To React Egg!?! She's Not Dornish, and She's Not Valyrian, She Doesn't Know How We Do Things." Says Tye. "Where Are We?" Asks Aegon. "Just Outside Oldstones, Dany Decided To Make Camp Here While You Rested." Says Aegon. "And Myrcella? Where Is She? Where's My Wife?" Asks Aegon. "Last I Heard, She Was In The Crypts." Says Tyene. "Get Up, I Need To See Myrcella." Says Aegon Firmly.