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Chapter 7 by Ragnockae136 Ragnockae136

What Happens..........................................

Very Little is Remembered, Even Less is Desired to Be Remembered

Aegon Awoke with A Splitting Headache, He Scarcely Remembered What Had Happened in the Night. There Were Several Girls Laid next Him, he Guessed They Were Most Likely Whores. Aegon Finally Got Up and Dressed, but When He Looked at the Wine nearby, it just made his Head Hurt More. Resisting His Urge To Suffocate Himself, If Only To Get Away from his Hangover, Aegon Takes a Seat, Planning to Wait until his Head Had Cleared Sufficiently that he Could Stand for At Least Five Minutes.

When he Could Stand Straight For Five Minutes, He Got up and Opened His Curtains, But, To His Shock, and Slightly Less To His Horror, He Saw That One of The Girls Was NOT A Whore, But Daenerys, His Aunt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Aegon Was Right Back Where He'd Started, Basically Hung Over. Aegon Was Breathless, and when he was Sufficiently calmed, Left. Quickly Leaving, Aegon Found His Way To the Great Hall. Aegon Was By His Lonesome For The Moment. So He Crossed His Arms and Went Face down.


A Couple More People Had Filled into the Great Hall and Aegon Was Enjoying Some Boiled Wine and Crispy Bacon and Pork. At This Point Lady Desmera Had Come Down and Sat Beside Him. "My Lady." Says Aegon. "Your Grace." Says Desmera as She Rests Her Head on His Shoulder. Aegon Doesn't Mind This At All, In Fact He Quite Likes it. When Lady Sansa Enters Aegon See's Her Face Fall when She See's Desmera Resting On him. Ignoring Her For The Moment, Aegon Having Finished His Meal Cleans His Hands and Begins To Caress Desmera's Hair. She Purred A Bit At This, and he kept it up slowly and steadily.


Eventually The Other Starks, Targaryen's, and Baratheon's Enter The Hall. Around This Time, Aegon and Desmera Had Parted, Because Aegon Needed To Relieve Himself. So Right Now, Aegon Was Walking Back Into The Great Hall When Maester Luwin Approached Him. "Raven For You, Your Grace." The Aged Maester Says, Handing Him A Parchment. Aegon Takes it, and Scrolls Through it, Before He Nearly Chokes At What He's Reading. "This Is Outrageous!!!!!!!!!!" Aegon Growls. "Excuse Me Maester." Says Aegon as He Storms To Lord Starks Table. "Everything Alright Your Grace?" Asks Stark in Concern, as He See's The Rage-Twisted Look on Aegon's Face.

Aegon Drops The Parchment in front of The Lord of Winterfell. "That is In Stannis Baratheon's Own Hand. Read What He Says, and Reconsider Your Words Lord Stark." Aegon Barely Says evenly.Tentatively Picking it up, Eddard Reads Through it until he see's what Aegon Saw. "Is This Accurate?" Asks Eddard. "You Really Think Stannis Baratheon Would Send an Unconfirmed Report by White Raven To Me With This Kind of News?" Aegon Says In Papable and Barely Restrained Incredulous Fury. "Fair Point." Says Stark. "This Will Not Stand." Says Aegon As He Shakes With Rage. "Agreed, I'll Call My Banners and Raise Arms At Once." Says Ned as He Stands up and Walks Over To Robert and Hands Him The Parchment. Typically Robert Shouts "WHAT IN THE SEVEN FUCKING HELL'S?".

What Indeed????????

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