Split Perspectives

(Aegon's POV)

Aegon and Arianne Followed Quentyn into the Martell Crypt, There Laid Doran's Body Spear In Place of A Sword, as Befits A Dornish Prince. Aegon Held Arianne in His Arms as She Looked at Her Father's Body. ''At Least He Died at Peace.'' Says Aegon as He holds Arianne Against His Chest. ''The Gods Granted Him that Mercy at Least.'' Says Quentyn in Agreement. Aegon Withdraws a Brittle Parchment From his Pocket, and Wraps it round the Spear and then Doran's Hand Around That. ''That was My Father's Acknowledgement As My Mother as His Queen. He Deserves to Take that To The Grave With Him.'' Says Aegon as He and Arianne Walk Out with Quentyn. ''Quentyn, I Want Rhaenyra to Be Fostered Here At Sunspear. Will You Accept Her As Your Ward?'' Asks Aegon. ''It'd be My Pleasure.'' Says Quentyn as He and Aegon Walk Arianne Out of the Martell Family Crypt.

Aegon Walks out and Begins to Pet Vhagar, Before Myria approaches him. ''He's Missed You, You Know, Valerion Keeps Asking when He can see you. I think He Wants to Stay with you.'' Says Myria. ''Maybe, I Have A Duty for Him, if he can successfully endure it, I will take him To Kingslanding For Half A Year, afterwards He'll Return to Dorne, and then Kingslanding and Dorne in a Loop.'' Says Aegon as He Finishes Petting Vhagar. ''And What About Me? Any Room For Me To Join You?'' Asks Myria as she "Collapses" into The Kings Arms. ''I Think There Might be room in the Saddle for You. But Vhagar Is known to become Jealous if I show Too much affection to One Person. Think You can Handle Her, and Ride Me at The Same Time?'' Asks Aegon as He Hoists Myria up, resting her Cunt on his Groin and then leaning her against Vhagar's Saddle. ''I Have Handled Worse Positions.'' Says Myria As she Wraps Her Arms Around The Kings Neck. ''Yes You Have Myri.'' Says Aegon as He and Myria Kiss Deeply.

But As Soon as Myria Begins Moaning, Vhagar Flies Off. ''Told You she's Jealous.'' Says Aegon Simply as He and Myria walk into The Great Hall of Sunspear. Aegon and Myria Part As Aegon walks to Quentyn's Table where His Son Vaegon Sits In His Seat. ''What's This? Someone Wants To Be King It Would Seem.'' Says Aegon as He Takes his Crown off and puts on his Sons Head, but uses the moment his son looks up at him to Hoist His Heir up and sit in his chair before sitting him on his knee and Taking back His Crown.

Aegon was Slightly Drunk, But was Able to Walk, His Heirs were put to Bed now, suddenly he felt light on his head. He realised someone had nicked his Crown. Grabbing a Small sharp knife he turned around ready to **** who stole his Crown, Or He Was, Until the person Holding his Crown was None other than His Older Sister Rhaenys.''Your Lucky Your My Sister You Know, anyone else would have gotten Stabbed.'' Says Aegon as He Rhaenys Hands him his Crown Back. ''Can't Help it Little Brother, I take my Joy when I Can.'' Says Rhaenys Pointedly. ''Don't Even Start Rhae. We Needed you to Marry Lord Robin, Just Like Aunt Dany Had to Marry Lord Edmure. Father Cost us a Lot." Says Aegon Defensively. "Yeah, I Get that, I Just Wish it could've Been Different." Says Rhaenys. "I Know, I'm Sorry, But I Had to Take Precautions against another Rebellion, We Are the Legacy We Leave Behind Dear Sister." Says Aegon as Rhaenys Looks Around. "Where's Ari?" Asks Rhaenys. "Sleeping I Assume, She's Been exhausted having to deal with all The Children, Who She's Put to Bed." Says Aegon as Rhaenys Takes A Seat Next to Aegon.

"Your Grace." Says a Voice. "Aunty Ashara." Says Aegon as He Hugs His Mother's Closest Friend. "Rhaenys, How Are You? Happy in your Marriage?" Asks Ashara. "As Happy as I Can Be. What of You Aunt Ashara? Still Hungry?" Says Rhaenys. "I'll Leave You Two to yourselves, I Promised Valerion A Chat." Says Aegon as He Slips Away.

Split Perspective #1:

(Rhaenys POV)

Rhaenys Watched Her Brother Slip Away, He'd Changed A Lot Since Becoming King, Once A Somewhat Shy and Timid Prince, He Was Now Shrewd, Loyal, Charismatic, Witty, Little bit Flirty, and Pragmatic. He Looked More Like Their Father Than Probably Thought, Because Where Rhaenys Had Inherited Her Mother's Coloring and Hair, and Only Her Father's Eyes, Aegon was Another Story. Aegon Was Born With Piercing Violet Eyes Like Their Father, and Only Had their Mother's Fiery Passion. Growing Up, They Were Loved Equally, She, Aegon, and Jaehaerys. But Even Still, Their Father Had Had A Special Love For Egg, He Was His First Son.

"Alright How Are You Really?'' Asks Ashara. ''Fine. I'm Fine Aunty Ash.'' Says Rhaenys. ''Rhaenys. I Tutored In The Carnal Arts, I Know When Your Lying.'' Says Ashara Pointedly. ''It's Just, Aegon Married Me Off to An Inept Lover, while He Took Four Women to Wife.'' Says Rhaenys. ''And You Always Wanted to Be His Queen Didn't You?'' Asks Ashara Knowingly. ''Yea." Says Rhaenys Quietly. "Look Rhaenys, Aegon Married You to That Inept Husband because of his Houses Betrayal, Your Brother Was Looking at Reconnecting The Realm." Says Ashara. "I Know Aunty Ash, I Know." Says Rhaenys

Split Perspective #2:

(Vaegon's POV)

Vaegon Laid in His Bed, He Was Looking Forward To The Following Day, A Big Celebration in the Form of A Festival Was To Take Place. His Father Had Informed Him of The Necessity of Being More Than Simply Seen by The Commonfolk, A Good King Had To Walk Amongst His People. Vaegon Was Crown Prince of Dragonstone, Like His Uncle Jaehaerys Before His Birth. He Was Tired,but His Excitement was Keeping him up.............................

Back To Aegon's POV

Aegon Laid In His Bed, his Son Valerion Laid with Him. Beside Valerion was His Mother. ''Our Son.'' Says Myria softly as She caresses Valerion's Head, ruffling his Hair Softly. ''Our Son.'' Aegon Reaffirms as his Hands Intertwine with Myria's. ''What's Next Egg?" Asks Myria. "Honestly I Don't Know, For Now I Hope To Keep peace In The Realms of Men, But If Push Comes To Shove, I Will Go To War For Peace." Says Aegon As He Admire's His Son's Black Hair, That Bore Streaks of Valyrian White.