And Unexpected Surprises

Aegon, Val, and Jaehaerys Were Surprised to Hear the Crying of Babies When They Entered The Throne Room. Even More So When Tyene and Nymeria were the Ones Holding Them to their breasts. "Oh Gods, Don't Tell Me." Says Aegon as He Looks at the Twin Boys. "Yep, Their Yours Sweet Egg." Tyene Coos. "EVERY ONE OUT NOW!!!!!!!" Shouts Aegon. "Not You Two, Or You Two. Jon Send For The Small Council At Once, and Our Mothers and My Queens." Says Aegon As He Sits on The Throne. "Yes Brother." Says Jaehaerys. "Oh Sweet Egg Don't Worry...." Tyene Begins. "NOT. ANOTHER. Word. Tye!" Says Aegon Harshly.

Aegon Sat Despairingly on The Iron Throne As The Grand Maester Confirms The Two Babies Were Born From the Sand Snakes Wombs. "Can This Get Any Worse?" Asks Aegon, Despite Guessing The Answer by Looking At Arianne and Margaery. "Unfortunately yes, Arianne, Visenya, and I Are Also With Child." Says Margaery. "I'm Already Regretting the Night Before I left." Says Aegon Remembering Quite Vividly How Many Times He'd Spent His Seed in Margaery, Visenya Arianne, and a few other girls. "Looks Like the Marriage's Will Need to Happen Sooner than Expected." Says Aegon Regrettably. "Wait A Minute Who's Visenya?" Asks Jon. "The Last of the Blackfyre Female Line, and one of your Former Suitors Jon. Speaking of Where is She?" Asks Aegon. "Your Grace Soon After She Was Revealed to be Pregnant She Fell Ill, She Is being tended to by Lady Melisandre and Lady Kinvara, Who....." Says Lord Kevan, But Before He Can Finish Aegon Face palms and holds his hand up. So Not Only Do I Have Two Bastards, but Now Four?" Asks Aegon. "Five Actually Your Grace." Says The Grand Maester and Aegon Look at the Man Like He Just Cut His Mother a New Cunt. Lady Jodayne?" Asks Aegon. "Yes." Came Pycelle's Weak Reply when he Saw the Kings Displeasure. Ser Arthur Please Send for Lady Myria, I Want Her to be part of Our Discussion." Says Aegon. "Yes, Your Grace" Says Ser Arthur.

"Lord Tyrion Please Prepare Several Ravens. They Will be Sent to the Citadel, Who Will Then Send the Word Across the Realm." Says Aegon. "What Shell I Write Your Grace?" Asks Tyrion. "Tell them King Aegon has Sired Several Bastard Children By Nymeria and Tyene Sand, Two Red Priestesses and Lady Myria Jodayne. These Ladies will therefore Remain at Court With the Official Title of Princess-Consort. Also Tell them His Legitimate Children have been sired by Queen's Margaery, Arianne, and Visenya." Says Aegon. "Inform Lord Mace that He is to Help Finance All The Weddings. They Will Happen In Two Months Time. Ask Him to Foster One of My Bastards when He Comes of Age." Says Aegon. "Yes Your Grace." Says Tyrion.

"What About The Wedding Itself? We Will Need To Impose The Importance of it on the Whole Realm." Asks Kevan. "Seven Meals in Seven Forms, Seven Blessings By Seven Septons and Seven Septa's. Followed By Seven Tourneys and Seven Melee's." Says Aegon. "The Wedding Will Take Place At the Red Keep but the Guest List Will Be Limited to Only The Great Houses and The Greatest Bannerman. At Least So Far as The Main Feast is Concerned. Also Inform Each Great House and Their Major Bannerman that This is a Good opportunity to Look for Husbands and Wives for their Sons and Daughters, and I Hope they Take it.'' Says Aegon. ''Any Particular Ideas in Mind Your Grace?'' Asks Lord Kevan.

''Lady Allyria Dayne and Lord Beric Dondarrion should be Encouraged into a Match. As Should Lady Lyanna Mormont and Willem Lannister.'' Says Aegon as He Looks at His Hand. ''Willem? My Son?'' Asks Kevan, Surprised. ''Might not be a Profitable match but it would Certainly Ease tensions between the North and Westerlands. Meanwhile Send A raven to Karhold, Encouraging Lord Karstark to Bring his Granddaughter Alys and Introduce Her to Say, Dickon Tarly? Meanwhile Ask Lord Tarly to bring His Son Dickon and introduce Him to Lady Alys, and His Daughter Talla and Introduce Her to...........'' Says Aegon as He Hesitates on Purpose, waiting until Lord Tyrion has His Wine At his Lips. ''Lord Tyrion Lannister, Master of Coin.'' Says Aegon as Tyrion spits out his Wine and chokes on what was being Swallowed. ''Your Grace, Forgive Me, But Why Me?'' Asks Tyrion.

''It's Plan as Day, Your Heir to Casterly Rock.'' Says Jaime and Kevan Agrees. ''But My Father Will Never Let Me Inherit!'' Exclaims Tyrion. ''He Won't Have A Choice, Jaime is In The Queensguard, and Cersei is Married to Robert Baratheon. Robert Baratheon and Cersei have only One Child, who happens to be both A Girl and Heir Of Storms End, and We Know Lord Tywin would Never Let A Girl Inherit Regardless of who she is.'' Says Aegon Shrewdly. ''Your Forgetting My Uncle Kevan Here and his Children.'' Tyrion Protests. ''Regardless of That, Myself and My Son's are still behind you in the Line of Succession Tyrion. Furthermore Your Service as Master of Coin makes you an Obviously Better Suited Lord of Casterly Rock.'' Kevan Argues.

''But.....'' Tyrion Begins. ''Enough, I'll Hear no More of this. Lord Kevan, Tell Lord Tywin if he Agrees to Name Tyrion as his heir and a Match to Talla Tarly, I Will Give Him A Valyrian Steel Blade, Fashioned in the Form of Brightroar, if He Refuses, He Will be Sentenced to Take the Black.'' Says Aegon. ''My Father Will Never Agree to this.'' Says Tyrion. ''Add A note from Me, Explaining That By Marrying Tyrion to Talla Tarly, Lord Tywin will recieve a Grandchild who likely won't be a Dwarf. If so, he may name them heir instead.'' Says Aegon. ''Yes Your Grace.'' Says Kevan.''I Declare this Meeting over.'' Says Aegon as He Gets up and Leaves the Throne Room.

Aegon Sat in His Solar Holding His Son By Tyene. ''Have Thought of A Name Yet?'' Asks His Mother, Queen Elia. ''Maelys.'' Says Aegon as He Looks at his son and can plainly see his own Blood in the boy. ''After Maelys Blackfyre? Interesting Choice. What about the other one?'' Asks Elia.''Aemon.'' Says Aegon as He Exchanges Maelys for Aemon. ''What Life Will They Have?'' Asks Lyanna. ''I Don't know Yet, I Don't Want Another Dance Amongst Dragons To Happen, but I Don't Wish To Abandon Them Either. Maybe, Send One to Become A Maester?'' Asks Aegon. ''Maybe.'' Agrees Lyanna. ''What about The Jordaye Girl?'' Asks Elia. ''I've Named Her A Princess-Consort. That Effectively Makes Her A Royal Bedwarmer, but I want To Keep Her Close At Hand.'' Says Aegon as He Picks Up A Parchment and Quill, and Begins To Write.

''What About Other Matches? Lyanna and I Are Still able to Be Married.'' Says Elia. ''No!'' Aegon Says Flat out. ''Egg, Even if we can't bear children....'' Elia Begins. ''I Said No!'' Says Aegon Raising His Voice. ''I Will Not Hear of This, Nor Will I Allow it to happen. Jaehaerys Will Be Offered To Myrcella Baratheon. In return for accepting the Match, I Have Offered Lord Robert Five Minutes With You Mother.'' Says Aegon with His back to Lyanna. ''You Didn't?!'' Lyanna Asks. ''I did, He Will Not be Permitted to Touch you, he will only be permitted to ask you three questions. And You will be **** to Answer Honestly, otherwise I will Marry Jaehaerys to A Frey.'' Says Aegon with Sadness in His voice. ''Why???'' Lyanna Begs. ''Because We Need this! Val Has Agreed to share Jaehaerys if I Offer Reparations to Her People. Lady Myrcella is heir to Storms End. Jaehaerys is A Second Son. And On Top of that Lord Robert Has Targaryen Blood himself.'' Says Aegon as He Sits down. ''I'm Sorry Mother, I Really Am, But We Need this.'' Says Aegon as He Looks at His Stepmother Teary-eyed.