Seventh Month of 301 A.C. Crownlands
King Aegon VI Targaryen.
Storm's End had fallen after fairly quickly, and Aegon had been very happy with that. The Stormlands were under their control, and had rallied to his banner after the problems with the Baratheons and the discontent with the Lannisters. Aegon had confirmed Jon Connington, the man who was more of a father to him than his own father would've likely been as Lord of Storm's End and had named him Lord Paramount of the Stormlands. From Storm's End it had been a long journey in the snow that had delayed them moving from the castle, and as such many plans had been made and scrapped in that time for the final taking of King's Landing.
Now though, now the snow had cleared somewhat to allow them the chance to move from the castle and into the place where he wished to reclaim his throne. Already machinations were being put in place to make the taking of the city easier, the Tyrells were said to be changing sides, and with Lady Margaery cleared of her crimes and free to do as she pleased, and Aegon hoped such things would not make the Tyrells more likely to support him. Jon of course was much wearier of the roses, saying that nothing should be expected of them for whom they were. Still Aegon was keen to get going, they had met little trouble as they marched from Storm's End some 15,000 strong a combination of sellswords and Stormlanders and Aegon could feel the vibes coming.
Nerves, that was the feeling he had as they marched through the snow and the woods, no resistance yet and yet not sign of the banners of the rose, something was most definitely going on as to what it was he was not sure yet. News from the rest of Westeros kept filtering in, Cregard Stark had successfully taken Winterfell and driven out the remainder of the Ironborn from the north and was soon to be marching down south to aid him in the taking of the city should things not go according to plan. But a surprising discovery had been made, Sansa Stark the last surviving child of the traitor Eddard Stark was still alive, and had been wed to Harry Hardying and was now marching towards the north with an army of Valemen to try and reclaim her birthright. All this had left Aegon reeling and wondering if his friend would be able to make much progress or if more battle would come from this. As for the Reach, Euron Greyjoy continued to raid and plunder the place with impunity and as such it seemed Aegon would have to turn there first when it came to it.
His thoughts switched to the battle that was to come when the sight of King's Landing came into view, and in front of the city was an army bearing not a dragon banner or the banner of House Tyrell but rather the banner of the Lion of Lannister and the banner of Tommem Baratheon. Aegon sighed and looked to his friend and mentor Jon Connington who looked at him and said. "Something must have gone awry, the Tyrells clearly are not whom we thought they were." Aegon nods and orders his men to form into positon, and in the form of a bull's head they march towards the enemy who begins charging towards them as well. The battle begins with a massive crash as steel crashes against steel and then the tide begins to swift and turn, and on it goes. Aegon commanding from the van faces most hits, taking dents and blows, but managing to kill many of the enemy who come before him.
Swinging round into a wild formation the van manages to hold against an assault from what Aegon supposes is the van of the enemy host. Though they are laxidasical in their approach they still manage to do some damage. Aegon watches his men and friends alike fall to this onslaught, but still they hold the line and bring through the vanguard of the enemy and begin pushing on towards the city and the walls. Still they push on and soon enough the enemy guarding the gates falls before them, and Aegon roars his triumph though he is covered somewhat in blood and gore.
Symbolically they enter through the dragon gate, and as such the men who are covering the gate are slain and Aegon knows more men will be coming off of the ships and onto the other gates from Aurane's fleet and as such this fills him with a sense of happiness. His sword, covered in blood as it is, continues to gleam and sing in happiness as he uses it. More and more men die as he swings his sword, and leading the charge up towards Aegon's High Hill, he feels a sense of anticipation begin to grow. Tiredness sets in but still on they go, he knows his men are pushing into the city and that soon enough King's Landing will be his but still he has to go on.
Through the pain and agony they push on, and the sword continues to guide him his men roar in approval every time he does something. They bang down the doors of the Red Keep and charge in killing all those who stand in their way, later he will regret that action but just now, just now he is riding high on battle lust. He navigates his way through the maze of the red keep following the images and the discussion had with Jon and Varys and soon enough finds himself bursting through a door into the throne room where, he finds Mace Tyrell sat on the Iron Throne. Aegon feels anger beginning to boil inside of him at the man's impudence it is only when Duck runs forward and touches the man and his body falls to the floor, that they all realise that the man is dead. Aegon looks at Duck and then says. "Find me Cersei Lannister and her son." And with that Duck goes off and he dismounts from his horse and walks towards the Iron Throne, he stares at it for a long time before eventually turning and sitting down.