The Royal Wedding!!!!!!!!!!!!

Aegon Was Prepared For His Wedding, Jon Stood As His Best Lord, and Rhaenys, Myrcella, Dyanna Sand, Margaery, Arianne, Tyene, Sansa, Nymeria, Arya, Obara, and Various Others Stood As Bridesmaids. Amongst Aegon's Own Entourage, Stood Robb Stark, Theon Greyjoy, Dickon Tarly, Ned Umber, Thoros Of Myr, Robin Arryn, Quentyn and Trystane Martell, and Jamie Lannister Oddly Enough. Aegon Was Already Wed To Evalan, and Now All That Remained Was Alys Karstark. The Minstrels Played Their Romantic Music and The Doors To Baelor's Sept Opened and Standing There, Was Alys Karstark In Magnificent Dress With Her Grandfather Leading Her To The King. Aegon Was Captivated By Her Pale Skin, Her Almost Auburn Blonde Locks Of Hair, and The Sheer Enhanced Beauty Of Her.

The Kingsguard Trailed Behind Their New Queen, Complete, Except For Ser Barristan and Ser Arthur, Both Men Were Their King's Sword Shields. Rickard Karstark Brought His Granddaughter To The Foot Of The Steps, Where The Lord-Commander of The Kingsguard, Ser Barristan Took Over, and Took Her To The King. Holding Hands, Aegon and Alys Had Their Hands Wrapped In Binding Fabric Before Reciting The Seven Gods. Where Aegon Spoke His High Valyrian, Alys Spoke In The Common Tongue. When The Ceremony Finished The High Septon Spoke. "We Have Witnessed Two Marriages Here Today, But This One, Solidifies The Crowns's Love For The Northern People of Westeros, King Rhaegar Married Lady Lyanna Of House Stark, Now His Son, King Aegon, Has Married Lady Alys, Of House Karstark. Through The Power of The Seven, and My Position As High Septon, I Bless This Marriage In The Name Of The Seven Gods of The Faith." Says The High Septon. All That Was Left, Was For The Match To Be Redone In The Royal Godswood, Before The Old Gods, Northern Houses, and Major Southern Houses.

Aegon, Alys, and Evalan Sat In Their Seats At The Royal Table, Where They Were Feasting Seven Meals In Honor of The Seven. Aegon Had His Brother Sitting Next To Alys, and His Sister Next To Evalan. The King's Family Would Give Wedding Gifts First, Followed By The Two Queen's Families, Then The Small Council, The Great Houses, and Their Principal Bannerman. Aegon Had A Gift Of His Own To Give, and Though Not As Effective As Another, The Recipient Was One He Believed He Could Depend On. Queen Mother Elia and Dowager Queen Lyanna Came Forward, Carrying A Large Tome and Worn Journal Respectively. As The Mother and Stepmother Of The King, It Fell To Them To Start The Flood Of Gifts.

"Our Son, We Have Something For You. This Is A Tome Comprised By The Maester's At The Citadel At Mine and The Late Lord Connington's Special Request. It Houses The Family Tree's Of House Targaryen, House Stark and House Karstark, and House Martell." Says Elia. "As For Me, I Decided To Give You Your Father's Personal Journal, He'd Want You To Have It." Says Lyanna. Aegon, Not Saying A Word, Looks At Jaehaerys and Nodding At Each Other Both Men Jump Over The Royal Table To Embrace Their Mother's Together. The Open Affection Receives Applause From The Crowds and Guests. Both Brothers Returned To Their Seats and Now, It Came Time For Jaehaerys and Rhaenys To Present Their Gifts.

"Egg, Jae and I Got You This Portrait of Us and Father." Says Rhaenys As The Unveil A Portrait With Themselves, Aegon and King Rhaegar In It. "Thank You Dearest Sister." Says Aegon As Rhaenys Smirks At Her Brother. With That Done, Now It Came Time For The Small Council's Gifts. "Your Grace, This Is A Gift From Prince Oberyn and I Jointly. A Dagger From Lys With A Dragon Bone Hilt and Weirwood Sheathe. The Hilt Has The Words of House Targaryen and House Martell Engraved Upon It." Says Varys As He Hands His King The Dagger. "Impressive Craftsmanship Varys, and Impeccable Taste, Like Always." Aegon Compliments His Master Of Whispers. "Your Grace This Is The Tome That Holds The Family Tree's and Traits Of Every Noble House In Westeros, It Was Sent To Me By The Archmaester's At The Citadel." Explain's Grand Maester Pycelle. Aegon Scans it Quickly, Before Nodding For Lord Tyrion To Come Before Him.

"This Is The Tales Of The King's and Queens Of House Targaryen From Aegon The Conqueror To Your Own Father." Explains The Dwarf of Casterly Rock. "I'm Impressed Lord Tyrion, I Half-Expected A Bottle Of Wine For A Wedding Gift." Explains Aegon. "I'd Planned To, But I Knew My Father Would Come To Kingslanding Just To Scold me For Doing So, and I'm Never In The Mood For That." Says The Master Of Coin. As He Walks Away, Lord Stannis Comes Before Him. "Your Grace, This Has Been In The House Baratheon Since The Time Of Ser Orys Baratheon The First Of His Name, and Bastard Brother Of Your Own Ancestor, Aegon The Conqueror. Legend Tells Us It Was A Relic Of House Durrandon, But The Truth of The Matter Has Been Lost To Us." Explains Stannis As He Hands A Storm-Worn Journal of Remarkable Condition For Something It's Age. "I've A Mind To Send It To The Citadel For Study, But I Suspect It Already Has Been Sent There. Regardless, I'll Try and Discover it's Hidden Meaning Lord Stannis." Says Aegon as Stannis Stiffly Bows and Only Lord Tarly and His Son Dickon Remain.

"Your Grace, This Bottle Has Been In The House Tarly Since The Time Of House Gardener's End, and We Have Left It To Mature For More Than Three Hundred Years." Says Lord Randyll. "Then It's Only Fitting, That You and Your Son Receive The First Taste With Me." Says Aegon as He Beckons A Servant Over With Wine Goblets. Aegon Opens The Bottle of Three Century Wine and Pours Three Goblets. Lord Randyll and His Son Dickon Each Take One Glass, and Aegon Takes The Other. "A Toast, To House Tarly, The Gardener Kings and Their Successors House Tyrell, and To The Seven Kingdoms Of Westeros." Says Aegon As Everyone Raises A Goblet To The King's Toast. Aegon Gags A Bit On The Wine At First, But Adjusts To The Taste Quickly Enough. "Magnificent." Aegon Declares.

Now Came House Stark and Karstark. "Your Grace, This Is A Direwolf Pelt. From A Direwolf Slain South Of The Wall, and Hung In Karhold, and before That, Winterfell." Explains Lord Stark. "Let It Serve As A Reminder Of The Bond Between Stark and Karstark, and Now Stark, Karstark, and Targaryen." Says Lord Karstark. "Let This One Serve As An Even Better One Then, Robb Stark, I Name You Hand Of The King." Says Aegon. "Your Grace, Surely My Father Or Lord Karstark Would Serve You Better As Your Hand?" Robb Asks. "Aye, They Might, But I Need The Future Lord of Winterfell To Come Into His Own, and This Way You Can Learn Some Valuable Experience Ruling." Says Aegon. "As You Wish Your Grace." Replies Robb Stark.

Wedding Gifts Had Been Given and Received, The Bedding Ceremony Had Finished, and Aegon, Alys, and Evalan Were Traveling North, With The Royal Progression. They'd Travel Through The Riverlands and Eyrie Before Heading North To Winterfell and then Karhold. After This They'd Travel South By Way Of The Iron Islands, Take Ship To The Westerlands, Before Travelling Through The Crownlands, and The Reach. Heading Down To Dorne and Then Returning By Way Of The Stormlands After A Trip To The Arbor and Then Back To Kingslanding.