Taming a Dragon and Marrying a Princess

By the time the drop carrier had delivered Lucas's knight suit on the beach of Dragonstone, word had spread around Blackwater Bay and the Crownlands. The royal family and notable lords and ladies had gathered at their ancestral castle to witness this strange lord with his curious machine attempt to tame a dragon.

Lucas had spent that time being given a tour of the ancient Valyrian castle by the princess as her family trickled in from Driftmark and Kings Landing. Lucas carried himself with a self assured confidence coupled with a casual ease about him that the westerosi found novel and charming. None of them could quite put their finger on what it was that made Lord Lucas so different, other than his clothes and magical artifacises that he wielded so casually. It was only Rhaenyra observed that "It is as if you treat the most common scullery and the king as if they are of equal standing."

Connected to the throne mechanicum of his modified knight cerastus. Lucas felt transformed. He became a forty-foot tall adamantine giant with a nuclear furnace for a heart. He felt the surge of power as his lancer shock lance crackled with charge. He felt the dance of his castigator bolt gun as the autoloaders spun up the special non-lethal beast-tamer rounds Lucas had the techpriests prepare for exactly this sort of monster fight. Striking the lance against his heraldic coat of arms twice before striking a pose of the onlookers, Lucas strolled into the dragon's den.

It was dark and gloomy, the stalactites of the cavern with honey combed with oil lamps placed by the architects to provide enough light for the onlookers to get a vague sense of what was happening. Ser Otto Hightower and Queen Alicent were especially nervous witnessing the power of this strange foreign Lord.

"Vermithor, Come." Lucas call out through the suit's vox amp. The people gasped at the magnitude of the noise. "Vermithor, Come!" The enormous beast responded with a cry that shook the cavern. The great dragon revealed itself. The monster eyed the strange big man shaped thing for a moment before Lucas called out in Valyrian "Vermithor, serve!" The dragon was motionless for a few seconds before is saturated Lucas in flame. The torrent of fire turned the cavern as bright as day, giving the gathered nobles a clear view of the fire splashing harmlessly over the suits ion shield.

"Vermithor, serve." Lucas voxed, the dragon roared and let loose more flames. "Vermithor." Lucas fired a few beast Tamer rounds from his castigator bolt gun. "Serve." The beast let out a cry of indignation and charged. Vermithor's jaws opened wide and prepared to tear the knight in half with its sword-like teeth. Lucas dodged the lunge with casual ease and reached out to jab the raging dragon with the archeotech weapon. The dragon cried out in agony. The massive dragon's annoyance turned to fury as it tried to tear the knight suit apart. As strong as Vermithor was, Kingdom Shaker was stronger. The dragon's mouth could not crush the suit. Instead, the dragon found itself once more shocked and singed from the discharge of arcane energies.

The dragon began to realize that it might be fighting something that was stronger than itself. The creature slithered out of the cave and hurried to take to the skies. Lucas was having none of it. The knight cerastus kept pace. As Vermithor began to spread its wings and prepare to fly, Lucas leveled the shock lance at the creature and discharged six bolts of plasma bolts on the lowest setting. Vermithor's muscles spasmed as the creature collapsed on the beach.

Lucas saw the expression of weariness and resignation on the dragon. Only then did he hit the hatch release and dismount his knight suit.
"Vermithor." Lucas said approaching the dragon. "serve."

The dragon huffed and nodded its head. After the enormous creature managed to get back to its feet, it patiently allowed Lucas to mount up before the pair took to the sky.

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Lucas whooped and hollered as he soared through the sky on dragon back. Lucas was not sure which was more amazing. The raw power of becoming the knight, or the shear exhilaration that comes with soaring on a magical flying fire beast.

Lucas heard a strange animalistic sound behind him and turned to see Rhaenrya on Syrax following behind him. The smaller, sleeker, dragon raced ahead and danced in the air as it decorated the sky in flames. Vermithor saw the mating display and became utterly focused. Lucas clung on for dear life as the mighty scaled wonder of Valyrian biocraft chased down its fellow dragon to a small island in Blackwater Bay. Lucas found himself unceremoniously kicked off of his dragon as Vermithor rushed to chase down Cyrax.

That is when Lucas saw her. Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen slipped her dress off and walked towards the man who had stolen her heart. This stranger from the stars who had tamed the deadliest living dragon by besting the monster in single combat! The fact that he had done it with this great war suit created by technoarcanists only enhanced the wonder of the accomplishment. Rhaenyra looked at Lucas, really studying his face. He was young, handsome, and confident while being kind. He would be a good husband. A wise and strong consort who would make sure that the scheming Hightowers will be kept in check. Rhaenyra felt the heat of Syrax and Vermithor's flames as the two dragons began the first part of a long and violent process that was dragon mating as she moved to consummate her own marriage.

Lucas watched as the naked princess approached him with towers of fire in the backdrop. The High School senior from Earth's jaw dropped at the sheer metal cover over the topness of the moment. It was unreal, but also actually happening to him. It was only engramatic programming his mother had given him to help him play the part perfectly that had kept Lucas's demeanor collected as the most beautiful woman in Westeros, the Crown Princess of the Seven Kingdoms wrapped her arms around Lucas Porter before saying in High Valyrian "By Fire and Blood. I am Yours and You are Mine. One Flame. One Heart." Before sealing her marriage with a kiss.

Lucas lost himself in the arms of his bride. His hands exploring her supple breasts. Lucas's thumbs teasing Rhaenyra's nipples until they hardened while the princess worked to get her husband out of his clothes. Lucas pulled his shirt off and stepped out of his pants. The two young adults stood naked in front of one another, alone on the beach, nervous as both were discovering new parts of themselves for the first time.

Suddenly, a four poster bed appeared on the beach out of nowhere. Lucas looked around to see his mother smiling at her son. Rhaenyra became nervous and covered herself. Lucas's hands dropped to cover his private parts, but then realized how silly it was. His mother used to change his diapers, of course she had seen him naked before. "Ummm. I appreciate the bed, but could you give us some privacy, um, Genie?" Lucas asked.

"Of course Master. Just vox if you need anything." The scantly clad magical **** girl said. "Any commands for me while you enjoy your bride?" Amy asked.

"Just have fun." Lucas said as he turned away from his mother and towards his new wife.

"Yes. Master." Amy said. The genie POOFed out of the dimension to return to her homeworld. Her Master had commanded the genie to have fun. Amy Carpenter, sex genie, intended to just that.