A Great Fire

Aegon Looked Upon What Could Only Be Described As The Greatest Fire The North Had Ever Seen. "Sound The Horns." Aegon Commands, and A Man Goes Running To Do Just That. "Scared Brother?" Jon Asks. "Yes, I'd Be Foolish Not To." Says Aegon, As He Draws His Sword. "Men! We've More Men Than Them! But They Will Not Show You Or Me Mercy! If We Don't Stop Them Here, Then Their Gonna Walk Into Your Homes and Steal You Gold! Devour Your Food and Ale! And **** Your Women! So I Ask You.....Who Among You Will Spit In Their Faces and Tell Them No!?! Who Among You Will Stare The Stranger In The Face and Tell Him Fuck Off!?! Who Among You....Will Prove Himself A King Of Battlefield!?!" Says Aegon. "WE WILL!" The Men Scream. "I Heard You, But They Did Not! So Let's Go and Send Them Straight To The Seven Hell's!!!" Aegon Shouts. "Well Said." Says Jeor. "I Try, Now Then, The Troops Below Have Orders Not To Engage Until The First Wildlings Fall Into The Traps I'd Have Laid There. But When They March On The Wall We Need At Least A Hundred Men In The Tunnel Ready For The Eventual ****, Jon, Send One Of Those Boys Down and We'll Make Quick Work Of Any Wildlings With The Balls To Fight In Person." Says Aegon As He Walks Towards Nym.

"Protect Them, and I Will Reward You Properly When It's Over. But For Now, This Will Have To Do." Says Aegon As He Takes Nym Into His Arms and Kisses Her. "Your Grace, They're Coming." Says Ser Arthur. "Time To Provoke Them. Ser Arthur, Have The Archers Open Fire, We Need Them Pissed and Provoked." Says Aegon As His Guard Nods and Leaves. "Lord Tywin, I Want You Atop The Wall, Lord Tarly Your At The Gates, Lord Eddard I Want You and Lord Commander Mormont To Stay Together, Jon, It's You and Me." Says Aegon.

A Few Wildlings Had Breached The Rear Gate and They Were Cut Down Like Stalks Of Wheat, But Aegon Was Currently Busy, The Majority Of Mance's Men Had Cut A Swath Through The Other Castles and Came At Them From The Sides. So Aegon and Jon Each Took A Thousand Men and Ran Roughshod Over Any Wildling Coming Down Their End. Aegon's Men Hadn't Lasted Long, and He Was Quickly **** On The Defensive. "You Fight Well, Even If Your Here To Fight Beside Them Crows. Just Who Are You? I'd Know Your Name Before We Kill You?" Asks A Giant Ginger. "The Name's Aegon, I Am King Of The Seven Kingdoms Of Westeros. I Am The Sixth Of My Name, and The People Call Me Dragon Of Dorne, The Summer King, The Summer Dragon, and Soon, The Wildling Slayer. Now What's Your Name? If Either One Of Us Is To Die, We Ought To Know The Other's Name." Says Aegon. "Name's Tormund Giantsbane, They Call Me Talltalker, Among Others." Says The Man. "Then Let Us Be Done With This, But First I've A Request. Should You Kill Me Tormund, You Have My Permission To Take This Sword. It Was Forged In The Ruins Of My Ancestral Homeland, Where Magic and Dragons Roamed Before The Doom. It's Edge Is So Sharp It Renders A Whetstone A Moot Point." Says Aegon. "Then I'll Take It Now." Says Tormund As He Lunges Towards Aegon With Twin Axes.

Aegon Parries Tormund's Blows, But The Man Won't Stop Battering Him With The Axes, A Normal Blade Would Have Cracked and Broke Under Such A Brutal and Unrelenting ****, But Valyrian Steel Was Sought After For A Reason, It's Bite Was Far Worse Than It's Bark. In One Swift Motion, Aegon Dropped His Sword and Drew Daggers Giving A Break To His Tired Arms. The Blades Were Lighter Than The Greatsword He'd Been Swinging But No Less Deadly. Aegon Lands Several Cuts On Tormund, Even Giving A Kiss From His Steel Over His Eye. Before Aegon Punches Him In The Teeth and Sends Him Over The Wall and Onto The Roof Of The Castle Black Forge. The Wildlings Following Tormund Waste But A Moment To Send Him Surprised Looks Before Charging Him. Aegon Throws Both Daggers At The First Two and Draws His Weirwood Bow and Begins To Bury Them With Arrows. He's Only Got Half His Arrows Left When The Last Wildling Left Standing Is A Redhead Archer. "Figures." Says Aegon As He Draws His Arrow and Shoots It, But The Woman Shoots Her Own Arrow Into His One's Path. "Interesting." Says Aegon As He Fires Another One and Just Like The First, She Shoots Her Own Directly Into It's Path As A Way To Block It. "It's Clear I Won't Be Able To Hit You With My Bow, So Let's Make It More Interesting." Says Aegon As He Slings His Bow Over His Shoulder Before Retrieving His Blades. Aegon Sheathes His Greatsword, and Leaves His Daggers In Hand.

"What Kind Of Interesting?" Asks The Woman. "You Fire and I Block. If You Can Hit Me Once, You Get My Bow, Hit Me Twice, You Get My Knives, Hit Me Three Times and You Can Name Your Price." Says Aegon, and The Woman Wastes No Time In Firing An Arrow Which Aegon Slices Into Three Pieces With His Daggers. "Lucky." Says The Woman Before Firing Two Arrows Which Aegon Cuts In Two Pieces Each. "Chance." Says The Woman Before Launching Three Arrows At Him Aegon Blocks Them All By Cutting Them In Half Via A Nearby Spear. " Before He Can Speak However, Aegon Is Caught From Behind By A Sword Through His Shoulder. "I Had Him!" The Woman Complains. "Sure You Did." Says Aegon's Attacker. "He Is Better As A Prisoner, He's The King-Behind-The-Wall." Says The Woman. "And I'm The Lord Commander Of The Night's Watch." Says Aegon's Attacker As He Steps Before Aegon With His Back To Him. "Fuck You." Says Aegon As He Beheads The Man. "What Now?" Asks The Woman. "We Could Fight, But We Should Probably Focus Our Efforts Elsewhere, Until Later." Says Aegon As He Pulls The Sword From His Shoulder Begins To Walk Away. "The Name's Ygritte." Says The Woman. "So I See." Says Aegon As He Walks Towards Where His Brother Last Headed.

Aegon's Arm Had Stopped Bleeding At Least, and He Could Move It A Little. Which Made It All The More Convenient When He Find His Brother Battered, Bruised, Bloody, and Surrounded. Aegon Wasted No Time In Clearing A Path With His Arrows and Quickly Charged In With Blades When A Hole Was Made. "You Took Your Time!" Says Jon. "I Fared Only Slightly Better Than You." Says Aegon. "So I See." Says Jon Looking At Aegon's Shoulder. "You Ready?" Asks Aegon. "Yes, Just Like Old Times." Says Jon. "Just Like Old Times." Says Aegon As He and Jon Begin To Fight Together and Back-To-Back. They're Bruised and Injured, But They Have A Reason To Fight and Win, A Reason Better Than Whatever Mance Gave His People.

Aegon and Jaehaerys Fight Together, But Even They Are Running Low On Strength. "Egg! I Don't Know How Much Longer I Can Keep This Up." Says Jon. "Doesn't Matter." Says Aegon As His Strength Begins To Fail Him. Suddenly A Loud Cacophony Of Shouts and Shields On Steel Is Heard In All Directions, The Wildlings and Defenders Both Find The Reinforcements Aegon Kept In Reserve Had Arrived and Ran Through Mance's Reserves and Got Grip On The Castle Black Defenders Loosening One.

The Wildlings Mostly Surrendered Quickly Enough After That, and Aegon Felt Alright With Letting Jon Handle The Ginger Giant He Had Dealt With Earlier While He Rode Out To Treat With The King-Beyond-The-Wall.

Aegon Sat In A Tent, With Ser Arthur, Lord Tywin, and Lord Eddard Stark Behind Him. Before Him Sat Not The Savage Aegon Had Expected, But A Man Who Was King and Father. "It's Rare To See Another King Beyond The Wall, You'll Need To Forgive Me If I Lack Your Curtsies and Civilised Manner." Says The Man. "Take Your Time, I Know How Hard It Is To Have A Child At That Age." Says Aegon. "You've Children?" Asks Mance. "Hmm, Three Girls, I Had A Son For About A Minute, But He Died Before We Could Name Him." Says Aegon. "My Condolences, But Let's Discuss Terms For Surrender." Says Mance. "Very Well, We Outnumber You, and We Can Easily Kill You All. But I Think I Know Of A Better Solution. We Can't Let All Of You Past The Wall, But I'd Be Willing To Allow Some Of You To Man The Wall and Garrison It. You Can Also Settle The Gift, Under Several Non-Negotiable Conditions However." Says Aegon. "Speak Then." Says Mance. "You Betrayed Your Oath, That Means You Have To Die, Your Family However Does Not, I Know You Won't Bend The Knee So Let's Just Cut Straight To The Point, If You Can Convince Your Chief Supporters To Adhere To Our Rules and Customs I Will Permit Them To Found Houses Of Their Own, and They Must Swear Fealty To A Ruling House Of One Of Westeros's Nine Constituent Regions. As For The Gift However, The Wildlings Who Settle There Will Be Obligated To Share Their Goods With House Stark and The Night's Watch. Your Boy Will Raised At Court By His Mother and Aunt, To Ensure The Cooperation Of Your Supporters. I Will Not Tolerate Further Raids, Cannibalism, and Unruly Behaviour." Says Aegon. "I'll Speak To My Men." Says Mance. "You Do That, We Give You Until Nightfall." Says Aegon As He Departs.

Once They Leave The Tent Aegon Speaks Plainly. "Lord Stark, See To It That Any Men Attempting To **** Wildling Prisoners Are Hanged Immediately. Lord Tarly, I Want You To Keep A Constant Perimeter On The Encampment and To Disarm The Remaining Traps." Says Aegon. "And What Of The Kingsguard Your Grace? Ser Oswell, Ser Mandon, and Ser Barristan Are Both Dead, This Leaves You With Three Knights Out Of Seven." Says Lord Tywin. "With Any Luck That Will All Change, For Now Though See To It That The Bodies Are Preserved For Their Journeys Home, They Will Be Interred In Their Families Seats and Given Every Dignity." Says Aegon. "Right Away Your Grace." Says Tarly and Eddard. "Lord Tywin, I Want You To Know I Mean No Disrespect, But The Comparison Between Myrcella and Her Legitimised Sister Is Completely Different, I Know There Have Been The Rumors Of ****, and I Can't Really Judge, But I Need You To Determine If There's Any Truth To The Matter Of Myrcella's Parentage. That Will Be All." Says Aegon As Walks Toward The Tunnel.

Aegon Sat As His Wounds Were Tended To By Taena and Nym. Even As Bella Was On Her Knees Sucking His Cock. "You Really Need To Take Better Care Of Yourself Egg!" Says Nym. "Surely Have My Dick Sucked By A Beautiful Woman Counts?" Aegon Asks. "Only If It's Me." Says Nym. "I Expect You'll Be Taking Extra Good Care of Yourself From Now On, If The Signs Are Anything To Judge From." Says Taena. "Meaning?" Aegon Asks As He Gets Ready To Blow His Seed Into Bella's Mouth. "It Seem's Your Promise Was Not An Empty One, You Your Grace, Have Impregnated Me." Says Taena, Which Causes Him To Spill His Seed Inside Of Bella's Mouth. Bella For Her Part Doesn't Waste A Drop, Instead She Quickly Swallows Everything She Possibly Can and Much Much More. As Bella Cleans Herself and Aegon, Taena Has Slipped The Kings Hand Under Her Dress, and Lets Him Stroke Her. "Well, Let Us Hope It's A Boy, That Ought To Shut The Seven Kingdoms Up." Says Aegon. "Yes, I Hope So Too." Says Taena. The Sudden Knocking Of The Door Leaves Bella Enough Time To Close Up His Breeches and Open The Door.

Standing There Is Jaehaerys and Ser Richard. "Egg! I'm Ready To Make My Report." Says Jon. "Then Do So, Ser Richard I'll Take Yours In A Moment." Says Aegon. "I Have Deemed The Watch Worthy Of Receiving Crown Support, The Men Will Surely Need It, and The Support Father Gave Is Not Enough To Sustain It Long-Term." Says Jon. "Very Well, After We've Finished Our Own Money Issues We'll See To It The Night's Watch Gets The Crown's Full Support, As For You Jon, I Want You On The Small Council, You'll Serve As The Aide To Lord Brynden. Ser Richard, Your Report?" Asks Aegon. "Ser Lyn Is A Capable If Temperamental Warrior, Given Time and The Right Training, I Believe He Could Become One Of The Kingsguard's Best Knights." Says Ser Richard. "Then Call Him Before Me, Before The Others, and I Will Grant Him My Great-Uncle's Cloak." Says Aegon.

Aegon Stood Before The Survivor's and Called Ser Lyn Before Him. "Ser Lyn Corbray, For You Skill In Battles Both Here and At The Trident, It Is My Honor and Privilege To Induct You Into The Kingsguard, The Cloak You Bear Is The One Which My Great Uncle Lewyn Wore When You Nearly Killed Him At The Trident, Wear It With Pride and Remember How You Got It. Arise Ser Lyn Corbray, Knight Of The Kingsguard." Says Aegon As He Anoints Ser Lyn To The Kingsguard, Giving Him Four Men In The Kingsguard. Then It Came Time For Mance's Decision and Execution. "You've Come To A Decision?" Aegon Asks. "Aye, We Agree To Your Terms." Says Mance. "Very Well, My Religion Demands You Be Burned At The Stake Alive, But I Will Not Repeat The Mistakes Of The Past, Instead, I Believe You Deserve To Die With Dignity, Blade In Hand, Therefore You and A Champion Of My Choosing Will Battle To The ****. Normally I Would Fight, But My Injuries Leave Me In No Position To Do So, Therefore, I Think It Fitting The Newest Member Of The Kingsguard Prove Himself Once More, Ser Lyn, He's All Yours." Says Aegon.

Aegon Has A Duelling Circle Formed and Aegon Demands That Their Be No Interference At All, and Even Gives Mance His Sword, To Grant Him A Balance Against Lady Forlorn, The Valyrian Sword Of House Corbray. Mance and Ser Lyn Fight Short But Well, Ser Lyn Certainly Deserves To Be In The Kingsguard, and Quickly Proves Why, He Deflects and Counters Every Strike From Mance and Answers With One Of His Own With Equal ****. Eventually Mance Is Beaten Down and Promptly Beheaded By Ser Lyn. Stooping Low Enough To Pick Up His King's Sword, Ser Lyn Hands It To Aegon and He Nods His Head. The King-Beyond-The-Wall's Body Is Taken To Be Burnt Beside The Dead, and Aegon Has Ser Lyn and Ser Richard Escort The King's Wife, Son, and Sister-In-Law Back To Court. The Boy Will Be Raised Alongside The Royal Children and Taught The Ways Of Both Wildlings and The Seven Kingdoms.

Aegon Was Back At Court, He Was Back After Several Months On The Road, He Hoped To See Margaery and Sansa, But Most Of All He Hoped To See Tyene, Cassandra, Visenya, and Rhaenyra and Myrcella. The Night Before He Left, He'd Made Love To Every One Of Them Save His Daughters, For Obvious Reasons. Aegon Wouldn't Be Surprised If Most Of Them Were Pregnant. Aegon Had Not Been Let Down From This Suspicion For He Learned Both Sansa and Margaery Were Indeed Pregnant. It Wouldn't Be Long Before They Were Ready To Give Birth, and Aegon Was Mostly Concerned For Sansa, Since Despite Her Womanhood, She Still Had The Body Of A Child, Which Had Made His Lovemaking Awkward For Him. After Assurances From Three Archmaesters, Aegon Was Pleased To Know That Grand Maester Pycelle Was Correct In His Belief That Both Women Were Carrying Sons.

He Realised This Would Mean Determining A Male Heir Could Prove Difficult If They Were Born Around The Same Hour Or Minute, and That Taena Gave Him A Son Too. Ultimately If It Came Too It, Aegon Would Have **** But To Name His Son Born Closest To First As The Crown Prince Of Dragonstone. Aegon Took Time To Spend With Sansa and Margaery, While Also Trying To Determine How To Capitalise On Jaehaerys Return. Aegon Had Bedded Or Married Most Of The Unwed Women Of Westeros, and Many Had Given Him Or Would Give Him A Child, Which Made It Difficult To Find His Brother A Bride Aegon Wouldn't End Up Taking For Himself. Off The Top Of His Head, Aegon Could Think Of Dyanna Sand, Myria Jordayne, Arya Stark, Arianne Martell, and Desmera Redwyne As Potential Matches For His Brother. Aegon Immediately Dismissed All But Dyanna and Myria, Since He Couldn't Promise He'd End Up Impregnating The Others. So He Summoned Both Women To Court and Told His Brother To Take One For His Wife, and That Aegon Did Not Care Whom, Even If He Ended Up With Both. To His Surprise However, Jaehaerys Said No, and Instead Chose The Wildling Princess For His Bride, Oh and Dyanna To Placate Aegon and Westeros. Aegon Personally Found The Need Jaehaerys Saw To Take A Second Women To Wife Quite Funny, and Only Told Him Such When The Pacts Were Sealed. Aegon Watched As The Sun Set, and Went To Bed, Enjoying Time He Had Left With Bella Before Trystayne Arrived At Court.........