Taena Merryweather Of Myr

Aegon's Decision To Marry Both Lady Margaery and Lady Sansa Was Not Without Precedent, But Not Without Cause Either. Marrying Sansa Brought The North Closer To The Crown, and Gave Aegon The Place He Needed To Plant His Northern Lovers, Marrying Margaery Gave Him The Opportunity To Take New Lovers, Lovers Such As Desmera Redwyne Or Lady Taena Merryweather Of Myr. Aegon Had Already Slept With Lady Taena Once Before, and Very Nearly Impregnated Her, When He Saw Her In Margaery's Retinue Of Ladies-In-Waiting, He Knew He Had Her Yearning For Him, Chiefly Because Of The Lustful Gaze She Gave Him Throughout The Introductions. So That Was How It Came To Be That The Curvaceous and Buxom Taena Of Myr Was Riding His Cock As Tyene Played With Herself In The Corner. Aegon Tried To Keep His Eyes On Tye, But Tae Kept Distracting Him. He'd Been So Distracted By Taena's Tits That He Didn't Notice Tyene Tie His Legs To The Corner Posts, Before Tying His Arms To The Posts As Well. He'd Only Realised It When Taena Collapsed Onto Him After Aegon Spilled His Seed Inside Her and Couldn't Hold The Buxom Beauty In His Arms Or Grip That Impossibly Tight Ass Of Hers. Taena Had Then Promptly Gotten Off Him His Seed Trailing From Her Cunt and Down Both Legs, Before Tyene Mounted Him After Making Sure A Metal Ring Was Around His Cock. No Amount Of Protesting Could Dissuade Tyene From Her Decision, and She Made Him Spend Himself At Least Five Times Before He Passed Out On The Sixth From Exhaustion.

When He Woke The Next Morning He Was Furious With Tyene, She Had Tricked Him and Ordinarily He Could Let That Go, But This Was Different, Whether She Could See It Or Not, He Hadn't Been Bedding Her For Her Own Good. He Wanted Her To Heal, Mind, Body, and Soul, But She Flouted His Choice and Took It Upon Herself To **** Him To The Point Of ****. By The Gods If He Didn't Love Her, Wasn't The King, and She Wasn't His Cousin He'd Have Her Imprisoned For ****. He Had The Option To Confront Her About It, Her Ignore Her. He Chose The Latter.

Aegon Had Sent For Lady Taena, and The Beauty Stood Before Him and He Had His Cock Out, Which Taena Eyed Hungrily. "On Your Knees and Open Your Mouth." Says Aegon As Taena Grins, But Not Without Lust and Hunger. She Slides His Cock Into Her Mouth, Smirking The Whole Time. Aegon Runs His Fingers Through Taena's Hair. "Your A Naughty Girl Lady Taena, Playing Me Like That With Tyene. Naughty Girls Deserve To Be Punished, and I Think I Know Just The Way To Punish You." Says Aegon As He Raises Her Up and Strips Her Of Her Clothes. Aegon Gently Pushes Her Down Onto Her Hands and Knees and Climbs Up Over Her and Whispers Into Her Ear. "You Will Bear My Children and You Will Help Me In Any Endeavour I Desire, Now Enjoy This." Says Aegon As He Spears Taena's Ass. Lady Taena Cries Out and Aegon Let's Her Adjust To His Invasion and Pleasures Her By Groping Her Tit and Rubbing Her Cunt With His Spare Hand. Taena Begins To Sob As Aegon Begins Moving. "That's A Good Girl, Cry For Me." Says Aegon, Clearly Enjoying Taena's Sobs As He Fucks Her.

The Last Woman To Cry As He Fucked Her Was A Maid In His Mother's Service He Had Taken To Fucking To Spite His Sister. He Didn't Usually Go In For The Tears Thing, But He Was Pissed and Needed An Outlet. He Felt Himself Coming Close, and Pulls Out Before Thrusting Into Taena's Cunt and Quickly Spent Himself. As Aegon Laid Atop Taena Aegon Spoke Softly. "Never Trick Me Like That Again and I Won't Go Fucking You In Your Ass So Rough. But I Was Serious Tae, You Will Bear My Children!" Says Aegon Firmly, His Violet Eyes Pulsing With A Sense Of Finality To Them.

After Giving Taena The Time To Recover From His **** Invasion Of Her Ass, Aegon Quickly Dressed Himself But Not Before Giving Her Ass A Light Smack and A Pinch. As He Exited His Rooms, Aegon Found Ser Arthur and Barristan Awaiting Him. "Long Morning Your Grace?" Asks Barristan. "I Sincerely Wish It Hadn't Been Ser Barristan." Says Aegon As He Walks Towards Rhaenyra, Cassandra, and Visenya's Rooms. Aegon Stopped Short Of The Door, and Decided Not To Visit His Children Yet, and Left. "I Need To Kill Something, Ser Barristan Have Someone Saddle The Horses, and Ready The Dogs, I Aim To Go Kill A Stag Or A Boar." Says Aegon. "Who Do You Wish To Join You Your Grace?" Asks Barristan. "Nym, Margaery, Dacey, and Alys Will Join Us, Prep Your Horse While You At Too Ser Barristan, and Have Some Of The Red Guards Ride With Us, Twelve Should Do It." Says Aegon. "Yes Your Grace." Says Barristan. "What Of Me Your Grace?" Asks Ser Arthur. "I'm Charging You With The Safety Of Queen Myrcella, Lady Sansa, Lady Taena, Lady Wylla, and Tyene, I Want Ser Richard and Ser Mandon Guarding The Royal Children, and I Want Ser Garth Riding With Me and Barristan." Says Aegon. "Yes, Your Grace." Says Arthur. "And Arthur? Keep That Sword Sharp." Says Aegon. "Always Do." He Replies Simply.

Aegon Walks Back To His Rooms and Takes The Sword He'd Been Keeping In The Chest His Valyrian Blades, Bastard Sword, Greatsword, and Longsword. Aegon Hung The Bastard Sword At His Right Hip, The Longsword At His Left and The Greatsword Over His Shoulders. He Removed The Myrish Crossbow From It Before Walking Over To His Hearth and Taking The Weirwood and Dragon Bone Bow Hung Atop The Wall and On Of The Quivers Nearby Before Slinging It Over His Over Should. "I'm Going Hunting For A While, I Want You Ready For Me When I Return." Aegon Tells Taena. "It Shouldn't Be That Hard, Except For You Of Course." Says Taena. "Don't Start Tae, Talk Like That Gets Me Long and Stiff, and I Don't Need The Distraction." Says Aegon, Before Adding. "Not Yet Anyway." Aegon Said To The Amusement Of Taena.

Aegon Chose To Ride With Dacey, He Found Her Talent In Horse-Riding Attractive, She Gave The King's Mount A Tender Caress When Required, But Held A Firm Grip On The Mare's Reigns. He Found Her Unusual Preferences Alluring, Her Build and Body Enticing, and Her Soft Skin Luscious and Sweet, If Only A Little Unexpected. Aegon Kept His Bow Firmly In His Grip, His Left Hand Holding Strong. When They Found Tracks For Large Creature, They Rode Off In Search Off It. "Any Idea What Sort Of Creature Could Make Such Prints Your Grace?" Asks Ser Garth. "None, Though I Daresay Our Future Lady Of Bear Island Could Make A Far Greater Guess." Says Aegon, Not Needing To See It To Know That Dacey Is Smirking.

About Half An After Following The Tracks, They Stumble Across Something Unexpected. "By R'hllor's Light, Is That What I Think It Is?" Asks Aegon. "It Can't Be, They Aren't Supposed To Exist and Even If They Had, Should Be Long Since Dead." Says Barristan. "Garth, Get The Women Out Of Here, Ser Barristan and I Will Investigate Further." Says Aegon, His Tone Leaving No Other Room For Any Other Kind Of Interpretation. Garth Rides Off, and Aegon and Barristan Creep Closer. "What In The Seven Hell's Is Going On?" Asks Barristan. "I Don't Know, But We eed To Find Out." Says Aegon, Standing Straight and Walking Into The Habitat. Before Aegon and Ser Barristan Laid A Giant Beast Dying and Badly Injured, It Made No Sense How Such A Creature Had Been Found Anywhere But The North, But Here It Was: A Mammoth. "Barristan, This Creature's Pregnant." Says Aegon As He Checks It's Wounds. "But What's A Mammoth Doing So Far South In The First Place? Especially When It's With Child?" Asks Barristan. "I Don't Know, But I Do Know We Need To Care For It, and Nurse It Back To Health, and If We Can't We Must Ensure It's Offspring Do." Says Aegon As He Notices A Large Spear Buried In The Creatures Leg. "What Kind Of Animal Just Brutalises A Pregnant Animal and Then Leaves It To Be Mauled By Scavengers Or Predators?" Asks Ser Barristan. "Help Me Remove This Spear Barristan." Says Aegon As He Starts Pulling It Free, and With Barristan's Help Removes It, and The Mother Mammoth Cries Out In Pain, Blood Begins To Seep Out and Aegon Tears His Cloak Off and Wraps It Around The Wound As Much As He Can. The Beast Fights Weakly But Aegon Persists and Manages To Stem The Flow Of Blood.

Hooves Can Be Heard and The Remaining Kingsguard Accompanied By Multiple Gold Cloaks and Targaryen Guards Arrive. "Your Grace, We Came As Soon As We Heard." Says Ser Arthur. "Send Word To The Citadel, We've An Impossible Appearance and An Injured Creature In Need Of A Midwife and A Number Of Capable Healers." Says Aegon. "Yes, Your Grace." Says Ser Arthur. "You Need To Help Me Staunch It's Wounds and Stem The Bleeding, Give Me Your Cloaks." Says Aegon As Each Guard Tears His Cloak Off and Helps Aegon Wrap It Around The Injured Areas. "That Should Help It Until We Can Transport It Back To Safety, Send Word To Winterfell, I Want Lord Stark and The Lord Commander Of The Night's Watch Here As Soon As Possible. We May Have A Wildling Invasion On Our Hands." Says Aegon As He Wipes Sweat From His Brow.

Aegon Sat In His Solar Pouring Lord Stark and Lord Commander Mormont A Goblet Of Dornish Red With Just A Hint Of Arbor Gold and Tyroshi Pear Brandy. "Impossible As It May Seem, We Found A Mammoth In The Kingswood, How The In The God's Name Is That Possible?" Asks Aegon. "We've Heard Reports That A Former Brother Of Watch, Mance Rayder Has Raised A **** Of Wildlings A Hundred Strong, With Giants and Mammoth's Amongst Them." Says Jeor. "I Didn't Ask For News Already Known, I Asked How A Creature Reputed Only In Legend To Be Found Beyond Your Domain Is Found Well Behind It In Mine." Says Aegon. "I Don't Know Your Grace." Says Jeor. "Do You Have Any Idea, How Of All The Castles With A Door Large Enough To Fit A Mammoth That Happens To Be Pregnant, The Only One Happens To Be Castle Blacks?" Says Aegon. " I Don't Your Grace." Says Jeor Honestly. "Well That's Disappointing. The One Thing I Hate More Than A Liar Is Someone Who Doesn't Even Know If It's Better To Lie Than To Speak Truth. Which I Feel Is What We're Faced With Lord-Commander Mormont. How Many Men Do You Have?" Asks Aegon. "Little Over Five Thousand Or So I Believe." Says Mormont. "And What Of The North?" Asks Aegon. "Given Time We Can Raise An Average Fifty Thousand Men, Or If Needed, Forty Five Thousand." Says Eddard. "Call The Banners Lord Stark, I'll Send Word To Storm's End and Riverrun, It's Time To Show This Mance Rayder A Traitors ****." Says Aegon. "You Mean To Follow Us North?" Asks Jeor. "Aye, and I Aim To Avoid Bloodshed If At All Possible." Says Aegon. "Mance Will Never Back Down." Says Jeor. "He Will Have To Or He Shall Die Knowing His People Will Die With Him." Says Aegon.

"Your Grace, No King Of The South Has Ever Rode North To Put Down A King-Beyond-The-Wall, You Must Realise That Even If You Rode With Us, You'd Be Setting A Precedent To Ride North and Aid Against The Wildlings." Says Eddard. "I Don't Care, My Brother Is On The Wall, My Great-Great-Uncle Too!, I Want This Mance Rayder To Die As He Deserves For Breaking His Oath, But I Want No One Else To Die As Well, I Want Peace With The Wildlings." Says Aegon As He Pulls A Fresh Piece Of Parchment and Dips His Quill In It's Inkwell. He Writes Thusly:

To The Lord's Of The Eyrie, Riverrun, Winterfell, Storm's End, and Highgarden, I, King Aegon Targaryen, Sixth Of My Name, King Of The Andals, Rhoynar, and First Men, Command You To Call Your Banners March To The Wall and Assist The Night's Watch and Myself In Ridding Ourselves Of The Wildling Threat. Any Lord's Who Do Not Support This Royal Venture Shall Face Reprisals Unless They Are Given A Royal Reprieve, Which No Lord Has At The Time This Letter Was Written.

"Ser Arthur Give This Letter To The Grand Maester, and Have Him Make Four Copies Of It, Send Them To Each Lord Listed Save Lord Stark." Says Aegon. "Yes, Your Grace." Says Arthur. "Lord Stark, I Want Your Boy Riding North Carrying That Letter, He'll Give It To Your Ser Rodrik, and In That Time He'll Find A Royal Host Over More Than A Hundred Thousand Men At His Gates, But Unlike The Last Royal Army That Was Planned To Be Sent North, This One Will Stand Beside The Northerners Rather Than Stand Before Their Burning Flesh." Says Aegon As He Resumes His Previous Work. "Yes, Your Grace." Says Eddard. "One More Thing, Lord Commander, Your.....Niece I Believe Is Here At Court, I Suggest You Speak To Her While You Can." Says Aegon. "Thank You Your Grace, It Has Been Some Time Since I Have Seen Maege's Children." Says Mormont As He and Lord Eddard Leave.

Almost Immediately After The Door Closes, Aegon Feels A Pair Of Hands On His Shoulders. "You Work Too Hard." Says Margaery. "Heh, I Know, But Are You Okay With All This? The Girls I Mean? It Can't Be Easy Knowing How Many Others I Have In My Bed?" Aegon Asks His Tyrell Queen. "Well, No, But I Can Understand It, Your Simply Trying To Cope With The Stress OF Ruling and The Loss Of Queen Daenerys." Says Margaery. "Don't Mention Dany, Please, I Don't Need The Reminder." Says Aegon. "I'm Sorry." Says Margaery. "No, It's My Fault, For Raising The Matter At All." Says Aegon As He Goes Back To Writing His Will:

I King Aegon Targaryen, Sixth Of My Name, Henceforth Declare That My Eldest Daughter, Princess Rhaenyra Is To Ascend The Iron Throne In The Event Of My **** During The Northern Campaign, She Will Be Ruled By A Regency Chaired By The Queen Mother Elia and Dowager Queen Lyanna, With Lord Stannis Baratheon, Prince Quentyn Martell, Lord Yohn Royce and Ser Lyn Corbray, Lord Rickard Karstark, Lord Wyman Manderly, Lord Paxter Redwyne, Lady Myria Jordayne, Lord Selwyn Tarth, and Lord Randyll Tarly Presiding As Her Regents Until She Is Of Age. Furthermore Until She Is Of Age, Lord Tywin Lannister Will Serve As Master Of Laws, With Lord Varys As The Chair Of The Council Serving As A Buffer Against Potential Collusion With Those Not Having The Best Interests Of My Daughter and The Realm At Heart With The Queen Mother and Dowager Queen.

Aegon Trusted Varys Completely, A Dangerous Thing Given His Uncle's Infamous Words During A Council Session: "Don't Trust A Man Without A Cock.". But He Trusted Varys Because He Could Always Count On Varys To Work Towards The Best Interests Of The People Of The Realm, Not The King Or His Own Petty Gambits, But The Realm and The People Who Lived In It. Aegon Also Knew That Varys Comprised His Little Birds Literally Of Young Children, While Aegon's Own Spies Were The Beggars, Thieves, Whores, Smugglers, and Innkeep Of The City. Aegon Called Them His Hounds, Even Gave Them A Special Pin With A Ferocious Hound On It To Symbolically Identify Them As His Men To The Gold Cloak Officers. What The Officers Didn't Know Was That The Men and Women Holding Those Pins Were Not In Fact The True Hounds, Just Their Relatives He Also Made A Point Of Encouraging Margaery and Myrcella To Take The Washerwomen, Maids, and Other Servants Into Their Hands and Become Their Own Little Network Of Spies.

As Aegon Looked Over His Current List Of Regents, He Was Out A Number Of Useful Allies, He Wasn't Even Certain Who Was On His Council Beyond Tyrion, Varys, Brynden Tully, Pycelle, and Maybe Stannis Baratheon. That Left Him Out A Master Of Ships and Maybe A Master Of Laws, and Thus He Resolved To Fill Those Gaps. By Calling A Small Council Meeting To Both Acknowledge His Northern Agenda, The Discovery Of Something As Preposterous As A Mammoth So Far South, and Of Course The Gaps In His Council..........................