"So Stannis married Asahra Dayne The King wasn't surprised to hear it, for the Lady Ashara Dayne was a supposedly beautiful woman with grace and dignity, a wonderful Lady of Storm's End. Although, he had hoped he wouldn't marry a Dornish woman though.. Maybe even a Tryell woman would be better than that? But he supposed there was no one his age to marry in the Tryells of which was most unfortunate. Beyond maybe Janna Tryell or her sister, but both were married already leaving his options limited in the way of how to control his Lord Paramount Baratheon. Because Doran didn't like him, the Daynes in all there glory, owned them nothing... Did he marry her to spite me?
"Yeah, Eddard wasn't too pleased to hear it." So now I'm stuck to gossiping with my Lord Paramounts. He felt tempted to roll his eyes at the sentiment, but he knew why Lord Paramount Stark wasn't pleased. For she had Brandon's bastard, namely a girl in the North while visiting with Ned Stark. He promptly took the girl away, after she asked for it, and now she was in Lord Karstark's care. But those in Dorne were more relaxed about bastards in general, but Ashara seemed to owe something to the Starks in this regard. Her daughter, Cassandra was nothing of worth, beyond noting her existence.
He sighed at his Lord Paramount, "Now to discuss something other than gossip, we need to deal with the Iron Born rebels. For they have destroyed the Lannister fleet, and Jaime's bloody furious about the surprise attack." He had contingency plans to deal with them and he was furious they thought him so weak, that Balon would rebel against him a year into his reign. I miss Balon's father, Quellon. He was much smarter than his son, and it shows..
Mace Tryell wasn't exactly what he'd call the most battle-ready Lord Paramount, losing meekly to Stannis even though they outnumbered his forces two to one. He didn't particularly want to discuss anything military with the man for fear of bad advice As i recall, Stannis sat in that castle for as long as possible feasting nothing but on scraps of leather and grass, before Eddard Stark came to break the siege. He surrounded to Stark rather meekly. I'd actually rather trust them over him in that regard, even though he seems to think he's great at battling.
"I'd suggest invading them immediately on the main island of Pyke. It'd drive them back." Oh yes, don't you think I don't know that? Rhaegar felt greatly tempted to snap at the suggestion, but he figured it would be rude to do so. But he really didn't ask the man for advice regarding warfare.
"Thank you for your suggestion." Was what he said instead.
"If it were up to me, I'd kill every last one of them for their treachery, as well." By the seven, Mace. Doesn't he have a six year old child? I suppose I could always use another royal hostage anyhow. Considering I had to scavenge hostages for both Eddard and Stannis. For Stannis, I took his brother, Renly and as for Eddard I used his younger brother, Benjen Stark. So yes, I do believe i'll be giving the boy to Lord Paramount Tryell as I'm sure that the Redwyne's will keep him intact as they have plenty of ships as is.
"No, because there's hostages to be had there." He said, referring to Theon Greyjoy. He was sure going to need that boy and he had no need of the others. The boy's brothers could die, no they had to die, in order to insure that the Iron Isles didn't do anything more damage. For he got a report of an attack happening on Seaguard lead by Balon's foolish eldest son, Rodrick. He had been warned of that attack, however and he even got Lord Paramount Edmure Tully to go send some of his bannerment to protect the port in time for the raiding.
Even though they had done so previously, the Ironborn still attacked Seaguard anyhow. Though with the help of his Lord Paramount all those sailors were murdered, including Balon's eldest son, Rodrik. He had been slayed by Jason Mallister of Seaguard and for that, he was tempted to knight the man personally, though he didn't personally fight in the battle himself.
His Lord Paramount nodded, not saying anything. Maybe it's because he has no experience in sea war fare. Maybe my other Lord Paramounts do... like Tywin? But his fleet is destroyed. Or so he'd think. What would he do next? Probably use his Dragonstone fleet to destroy them in battle upon the sea. He'd contact Valeryon and ask them to get prepared for battle immediately. He'd tell them no mercy as well - like the good War Commander they were. Although he'd probably kill Balon for this, considering it would acknowledge him as a strong King and someone that accepts no rebels. Though, at least he'd give the man the option to stand down at least...
He'd walk out of the board room, where they were and would go to his wife's room. He wanted to check on her considering she was about to give birth, which was important to him. This was going to be his third head, and I know it...He'd think, as he went to the Queen's room, which was painted black like his house but her bed was red-colored and large, though his was much larger. She had a deck even, which she could open through her window-equest door she had, and alongside that, a red-colored lover's sofa sat on the outside, for lounging. She however, was sitting on her bed, with an infant in her hands.
She stared at it, even though it wasn't crying. It was completely silent, dead even. His eyes widened, "Lyanna..." Gods be dammed... A stillborn... He however, wanted to comfort her about it but he was left suddenly remembering his own mother and all of his dead siblings. He honestly felt like sobbing about it, but he had to keep strong, for her. She patted the babe, despite it having wings and being blinded, having no eyes to see.
He knew she was in shock over it, but he would need to dispose and burn of it. He stared at her however and tried taking the babe from her. She cried and screamed, "My baby! Your taking away my baby! You monster!" She screeched in rage, trying to hold onto the monster in her arms. He tore it away from her regardless, staring at it, he'd slightly become weepy.
She began punching him, even softly, and sobbed at him for her baby back as she sat upon her bed of blood. Just like his Tower of Joy, with Baelon. The boy was much more humble than his aggressively active older brother Aegon. He gave the stillborn to one of the nurses, in the knowledge that it'd be burned. He noticed Lyanna trying to get the child, and put his arms around her back from going anywhere, as she screamed in pain over it. She dropped to one knee and cried onto the bed, and into his arms. He hugged her, sitting on the bed, letting her cry it through.
Which she did a great deal as she cried on his shirt. He snuggled with her, imaging how this was like for Elia...She didn't produce me not a single stillborn in the time we were married... He'd think, before whispering to her, gently pressing her warmth against him. "We'll have another one, sweetheart, don't worry..." He'd say, holding her in his arms. She responded by continuing to do what she was doing beforehand. What a cute, little seventeen year old I have as a wife..
He leaned in and kissed away all those tears off her red colored cheeks. She sniffled, "Did you say this to Elia?" No..
He gave her a for-longing smile before taking her into a deep kiss. It was deep, and tender, and full of understanding. She continued to cry somewhat, but he'd always kiss them away as they came though, and he'd take her tears and kiss her again however. He pulled her under him, but not before she gave him a laugh.
"Having sex over dead babes... Is that all we're good for, Rhaegar?" She asked, staring him into the eye at the question and at once, thought about Rhaenys. His darling girl... Don't cry about her, not here, not now.. but it was too late, considering he felt himself pushing away from her. He got teary eyed himself - he missed Rhaenys so much, it hurt. This baby's death hurt him even more, and now it was too late to stop it.
"N - no, Lyanna, no... I loved my little girl and now she's gone. I just can't stop thinking about her though. She'd be about four by now and she used to love to pick flowers of which Elia would put in her hair..." He was being honest now, because all this babe reminded him was her. His little lost girl, with those big dark purple eyes that lit up at cats and other small creatures - on Dragonstone she loved collecting crabs and other animal life. She also was a collector, collecting sea shells along the way before begging him with those large eyes to allow her to keep them, which he always did with a smile.
By this point, he felt the tears coming, hard and fast, "The babe you had could've been my girl again, because a monster killed her before her time. But no, it wasn't so... " He put his head down upon Lyanna, of whom cried with him on this. Despite it, her death was highly personal and a grave offensive to him. He'd kill the fucking Lannister's for this insolence, he'd mount their heads on the city gates for it. He'd do it, because they took away a life he so dearly missed - their misplaced trust in Robert and he'd tear them down, just like Twyin Lannister did to his own legions. But that fucker died screaming, like my dear Elia did.
Lyanna's lack of response was greatly appreciated, considering it showed that she cared. Not about my little girl, but about me really and I love her... so immensely for it.
He'd lean in and give her a slow, soft kiss for it. Feeling around her tongue and general mouth softly, knowing full well what she was going through considering his mother also went through a many miscarriages. She tasted of disgusting vomit and salty wet tears, but he didn't care, all he wanted was her. He'd throw her onto him, with that in mind, ignoring all the blood around him. He wanted to comfort his wife, considering she did so to him, and he owed her for this. To his surprise, she'd kiss back, deepening the kiss intensely and he loved that she brought out her tongue too. He'd pull her on top of him at that, whispering, "Your cunt, I'm going to fuck it until it's hot and sweaty... and mine. I'll make you forget about this miscarriage, like you helped me with my grief. I'll make sure that you, my lovely Queen wouldn't have to cry again, and that Rhaenys will be avenged. I'll make you forget about your troubles..."
He stood up off the bed, before pulling her straight towards him with a smile upon his lips. She smiled despite herself.
"What is it that you wish to do with me, Rhaegar?" She said so warmly, but he knew exactly what he was going to do. He flipped her around onto her stomach, before taking stained dress and flipping it to reveal her smooth, pearl-coloured buttox.
"This!" He undid his belt, before letting it loose to let his dick out. Unlike some days where he wore a one piece tunic, he wore a simple shirt and pants today. Making this process a great deal easier. He'd start fucking her at once, without a single hesitation. Given that was he truly, truly needed... the world could go fuck itself right now, but Rhaegar Targaryen did not care.
1. yeah he's dead and Jaime did indeed do something to try and protect them.
2. you don't understand Stannis's character in the least. This is the man that is going for the Iron Throne not because he wants it, but it's his duty to his elder brother. Yes, he'll take offense to someone like Lyanna dishonouring his family.. not to mention, it adds to the insult that she's Queen so she basically got rewarded for it.
3 (for that dude on the first page); It's just as logical as let's say killing Aegon and leaving Rhaenys alive (and there are a lot of stories like that, this is a parody on that by leaving Aegon alive instead of killing Rhaenys). Yes I know it's not logical to have Tywin attack King's Landing, but there's a reason for it. As for the paragraphs being really long well there's no excuse there. as for the rating, not everything in this story has sex; actually, the only thing that does is the first page. But thank you for your feedback, I appreciate it.