Scrolls and Secrets

Rhaegar sat, looking through scrolls and old collections of writing from the previous Targaryen kings, with Ser Arthur Dayne beside him lazily cleaning his greatsword. The pale blade Dawn shone with soft white light, appearing as white as milkglass. His friend did not share his interest in the histories of ancestors, or mysteries in texts, instead, more willing to be a companion to Rhaegar.

"If it bores you, Arthur you can leave, I am perfectly safe within the castle library." Smiled Rhaegar, turning a page of the Jade Compendium. The book was in High Valyrian, a language that Arthur could not read and could speak only a few sentences of. Though High Valyrian was one of the first languages he ever learned after the Common Tongue.

Arthur sighed, standing up and stretching "If you need me I will be in the White Tower, Ser Garth or 'Greysteel', whatever he likes to be called, should be here to replace me. Mayhaps you will find more luck reading those scrolls to him. I always enjoy my naps when I listen to you." he smirked letting out a chuckle, pushing Rhaegar softly. "Though tomorrow we are training outside, I would see that you don't be too rusty. A warrior needs a sword just as much as a scholar needs a book and since you plan to be both.." he smiled walking away, closing the door behind him. Rhaegar heard the men at arms outside offer their 'Ser' to the knight before all was silent again.

The library of the Red Keep was massive, though not as large as the one at the Citadel where Maesters studied. With the arrival of Marywn, the new Grand Maester sent to assist the crown, the library had become more organized with his collection of students and acolytes. He had also offered his services in helping Rheagar look more into the material on Azor Ahai, which he desired to keep a secret from others.

The Red Keeps library also offered information containing records of crop harvests, summer and winter records of food, the memoirs of Kings Aegon I to Aerys II, and even some letters from Lords and Knights that were in service to the crown. Detailing their exploits or requests in exchange for land, legitimization, or marriage. Though Rhaegar was looking for something more specific, information regarding the Prince who Was Promised. Azor Ahai by legend, the hero who would bring the dawn. At first, Rhaegar thought it to be himself. Though now he believed it to be one of his children, specifically Aegon. A comet had appeared above the sky when he was born and his letters with his Great Uncle Aemon had made him more sure of his conclusions. He had asked his Uncle if it was possible to return to the Citadel and assist him in finding more information regarding the legend, though he had not heard a reply back as of yet.

Rhaegar sighed pushing the book to the side standing up to stretch as he looked toward the window realizing how the sun had begun to set, the sky was red and the clouds were a dark blue signaling rain that night. As he watched the sun eventually set servants came and went lighting candles, the library dim and partially darkened because of the evening, made Rhaegar feel tired as he rubbed with eyes sitting back down on the soft chair with one last attempt to read before he looked down at the book deciding almost immediately he could do more tomorrow as he turned his head to the side watching the darkness outside and the soft silence of Kings Landing late at night.

"My King" A soft voice called to him as he turned his head, his indigo eyes falling on a figure hidden behind a brown robe as Rhaegar stood.

"Who are you? How did you get past the guards?" he asked with authority moving his stance slowly. The figure smiled lowering her hood, showing the light brown hair, curled at the ends as her honey-colored eyes met his.

"My Lady? Janna?" he asked quite stunned as she smiled. Rhaegar had taken the time over the past couple of days to learn more about Janna and her sister Mina, the beautiful ladies of Highgarden.

Both sisters seemed inseparable and always went everywhere together. Though Janna had a more womanly figure, and firmer breasts than her sister, additionally, she also seemed the dominant one of the pair. The thought of the two of them made Rhaegar think of a previous thought. That of considering the possibility of taking multiple wives though had discussed this with none of the council members. Rhaegar knew his history, and without one certain thing, he would be unable to achieve the personal desire of multiple wives.

His foreknowledge of the small council's decline for him to take multiple wives made him think of the ladies courting him. In addition to the Tyrell sisters, currently courting him, there was the stunning Cersei Lannister, whom he had frequent dreams of at night. Her golden hair with his silver, her emerald green eyes looking up at him as she took his cock in her warm wet mouth as she begged for his cock inside her every night. Additionally, Leana Velayron, whom Rhaegar had also been unable to keep his eyes off, due to her similar heritage as himself and the radiant beauty she possessed. He wanted her in every way possible, but first, to taste her sweet sex, watching her moan on the royal bed-chamber, while his hands would massage her firm breasts, looking up at her admiring her reactions. Then Rhaegars's mind came to the reality of the moment he was in, watching Janna come closer sitting on the desk pushing aside some scrolls.

"I'm glad you remembered my name your grace, it has often been spoken around the Reach and we have met before. I thought that I'd come and pay you a little visit. My sister is sound asleep and my brother doesn't know I'm gone. So I would like this to be discreet if you wouldn't mind." she said with a mischievous smile, her eyes meeting his and then roaming over his body.

"Why are you here? Did my guards let you in?" asked Rheagar raising an eyebrow, his eyes on hers.

"Well, technically they did, but they didn't know who I was, simply a servant lighting a candle." she smiled moving to sit at the edge of Rheagar's desk. "I'm here because I am well known for getting what I want." She smiled moving a little closer sitting on Rhaegar's lap as he looked up at her shocked as her hands moved over his shoulders, her sweet, flowery scent washing over him as she pressed herself against him before leaning in kissing him softly.

Rhaegar shocked at first, leaned into the kiss wanting more, uncontrollably sliding his hand round to grab and cup Janna's firm curvy ass as his other hand matched her other cheek as he heard her let out a soft hum. As he slowly kissed her back he was stunned as he felt her tongue slide inside his mouth eager to explore, her scent was inviting as he leaned into the kiss, his cock growing under him as Janna started to grind against him before breaking the kiss. As she looked at him she bit her lip letting out a soft little moan, her hands pulling on his silver hair, causing him to let out a grunt.

"Mmm, fuck, I can feel your cock beneath me Rhaegar. You want me don't you." she purred grinding a little harder. Rhaegar gasped his indigo eyes looking into her honey-colored ones as he moaned quietly.

"Mmmm fuck this feels so good!" He gasped. It had been so long since he had, had a woman, not since his last night at the Tower of Joy with Lyanna, remembering her squeals and howls of pleasure when he pulled her hair, slapped her ass, pushed her face down into the pillows. Holding a fist full of her dark brown hair as their skin made a loud slapping noise. Before long emptying his seed into the Wolf Queen, he still remembered his balls pulsing against her ass. Just as they were pulsing this very moment needing to release.

Suddenly, the pleasure had stopped, while he was thinking of Lyanna, Janna had pulled away from him, smiling seductively.

"You'll have to excuse me Rhaegar, I do not wish for my guards to be surprised of my disappearance for so long." she grinned leaning in kissing him hard again, before moving down to his neck biting and kissing one spot hungrily, marking him. "Mmmmm, now remember, I always get what I want. What I want is you, and the title of Queen. I know you want that too. Me, in your bed, every night.." She whispered, licking the edge of his ear nibbling on it before pulling away, her honey eyes looking to dominate him as she pulled away leaving for the door, looking back one last time biting her bottom lip, her eyes running over his body, before leaving, the door closing quietly behind her.