Yara Greyjoy

Aegon Chose Lady Yara Greyjoy As His Fifth Queen, Due In Part To Both Reward The Greyjoy's For Assisting In His Attacks On The Pirates In The Stepstones, and To Heal Old Wounds. He Doubly Did The Latter Reason By Ordering Balon Greyjoy's Son Theon Be Returned To The Iron Islands As A Sign Of Good Faith. By No Means A Great Beauty, But Rather A Harsher One, Lady Yara Was Very Charismatic and Supposedly As Skill With Silks As She Was With Ship Sails and Axes Alike. Aegon Had To Cut A Bittersweet Deal With Lord Balon, By Excluding The First Son He and Yara Sired From The Targaryen Line Of Succession, Like He Did With Visenya. Regardless, Aegon Sealing The Marriage Between Him and Yara Brought The Hundred Longships Of The Iron Fleet With A Hundred Oars A Ship Into The Fold, and Paved The Way For A Son Of Aegon and Yara To One Day Rule Over House Greyjoy and The Iron Islands....................

Aegon Found Himself In The Halls Of The First Great Keep Being Raised In The South, A Castle With A Design Taken From Elements Of The Castles Of Riverrun, Storms End, and Highgarden. The Castle Made Use Of A Number Of Defensive Mechanisms, and Could Garrison Five Hundred Men On Average. The Castle Would Be The Personal Residence Of The Master Of Coin, While The Next Would Become The Personal Residence Of The Master Of Ships, and The Third The Personal Residence Of The Master Of Laws. Aegon's Gold From Braavos Was Coming In, and Aegon Had Sent Commands For The Gold To Be Used To Buy As Much Food As Possible, With A Heavy Focus On Vegetables and Other Things That Could Survive A Very Long and Harsh Winter. Aegon Made The Point Of Also Reconstructing The Castles On The Wall, Especially The Nightfort, Greyguard, Westwatch-By-The-Bridge, Deep Lake, and Greenguard.

The Castles Were The Most In Need Of Repair, and As Such Could Be Either Torn Down and Rebuilt, Or Repaired and Renovated, Or Perhaps A Bit Of Both. Aegon Knew From Experience That The Rebuilt Castles Would Need To Be Strong and Protected, With An Emphasis On Strength Of Foundation and Powerful Defense. Aegon's Exact Words Were: "I Want The Castles Of The Nightfort, Greyguard, Westwatch-By-The-Bridge, Deep Lake, and Greenguard Repaired and/Or Rebuilt. Get Them Fixed, Manned, and Fit For Long-Term Human Habitation.". Aegon Walked Out Of The Mid-Construction Halls, Walked Over To His Horse, Climbed Into The Saddle and Rode Out.

As He Rode The Kingsroad, Aegon Reflected On His Duty, Goals, and Personal Motivations. He Recalled Every Moment Of Pride He Felt, and Every Moment He Paid A Price For That Pride. He Knew That In The End A Man's Life Meant Little Until His ****, When He Would Be Judged By The Gods and By His Successors. Growing Up, Aegon Had Never Had A Particular Fascination With The Seven, His Interests Had Instead Turned Eastward and Toward Essos. Aegon Had Brides Of The South and The Seven, A Bride Of The North, and A Bride Of The Eastern World. Aegon Decided To Learn More Of The Red God, The Lord Of Light, Also Called R'hllor. If He Found What He Did Not Have, He Would Embrace It.

Aegon Walked Through The Doors To The Kings Chambers. "Can I Help You? These Are My Chambers, and You Are Not One Of The Queen's." Says Aegon. "Which Ones? The Ones With The Crowns, Or, The Ones Without? Asks The Woman, and Aegon Draws His Knife and Holds It At The Woman's Throat. "Who Or What Are You?" Asks Aegon. "My Name Is Melisandre, and I Am A Servant Of The Lord Of Light." Says The Redheaded Woman. "A Good Response, Which Unfortunately Is Not What I Needed, What Is It You Seek?" Asks Aegon. "I Saw A Face In The Fire, The Face Of A Child Of Old Valyria and That Child Sat On The Iron Throne." Says Melisandre. "Is That Right? Well, I Am Such A Child, and I Sit On The Throne, So Unless My Son Suddenly Turns Eight and Ten, It Will Most Likely Be Me." Says Aegon. "You Jest, But There Is One Way To Be Sure, The Fire Revealed That The Child Is Also A Great Lover, and I Am To Be The Judge." Says Melisandre As She Shrugs Off Her Robes, Revealing A Pale and Enticing Body.

Melisandre Draws Aegon's Hands To Her Body, Letting Him Feeling Her Up, Stroking and Teasing Her Sensitive Parts As She Begins To Do Away With His Breaches and Sword. Melisandre Has A Soft Touch, Her Slender Fingers Send A Pleasurable Tingle and Shiver Throughout Aegon's Body, and Aegon Grows Ever Harder By The Sensations. Melisandre Has At Long Last Freed His Manhood, and Seems Awestruck By It's Length. Sliding Down, Melisandre Smiles and Gives It A Few Licks.......................

Aegon and Melisandre Had Spent The Evening and Night Together, Their Lovemaking Long, Vigorous, and Uninterrupted. It Ended With Aegon Still Sheathed Inside Melisandre, and Still Harder Than Valyrian Steel. His Engorged Member Sheathed By Her Tight Scabbard. Aegon Was Gently Stroking Melisandre's Hair As She Moaned Softly...............