King Aegon VI Targaryen
He had waited his whole life to come to Westeros to come and reclaim what was rightfully his, his whole life had been dedicated to learning how to rule and to rule well. He knew more about the history and the people of Westeros than those who actually lived here. He had fought in battles before, with the Golden Company and he had done well there, always as Young Griff. And then they had met his aunt and from there they had wed and begun their campaign. At first it had been relatively easy, they had taken Cape Wrath and Greenstone with little to no struggle, and the lords there were either so tired of Lannister rule or not wanting Stannis Baratheon ruling them that they had sworn their swords to the Targaryen cause easy enough. The dragons helped as well Aegon supposed though they had been wary about using them, especially with Viserion still not having a rider. Before they took Storm's End Aegon had put the word out for any of the dragonseed that might still be around, he knew from Ser Barristan that his grandfather had been a very active man when it came to women, nowhere near as active as Aegon the Unworthy but still active, and sure enough a man named Aelix Storm the bastard of House Boiling had come forth and had bonded with Viserion and from there they had flown and taken Storm's End forcing the Baratheon girl and her husband to flee. Once Storm's End had fallen, the Stormlords either bent the knee or were burnt to dust, that prompted some resistance, and surprisingly a force from Dorne had invaded the Stormlands and had begun causing havoc. All of this was somewhat a problem but eventually was overcome when the Dornish retreated behind their mountains and had shut up shop. A force from the Reach led by a man named Randyll Tarly had come and caused some havoc but they had been easily dealt with. No the real challenge was just ahead, the Stormlords or what were left of them had sworn their strength to the true cause and from Storm's End they had marched for King's Landing though, Aegon had left Daenaerys and their son Daeron as well as his uncle Aelix behind to aid them in escape should it come to that.
At present a war council had been called to discuss how best to fight the Lannister force that was currently marching towards them. Gathered in the tent, were Hand of the King Lord Jon Connington, Lord Commander of the Kingsguard Ser Barristan Selmy, Lord Eustace Boiling, Ser Malcolm Foote, Lord Selwyn Tarth and Lord Eldon Estermont. Aegon spoke first. "My lords I thank you all for coming. We are closing in on our objective, soon enough King's Landing shall be ours and from there we can go about sorting out the mess the Lannisters have made. First of all though, I must ask what news our scouts have brought us."
Foote spoke then his voice waving as always. "Well Your Grace, we managed to capture some twenty outriders from the Lannister party. From what we have managed to get from them, Tywin Lannister himself and three members of the Kingsguard of the pretender shall be leading the Lannister host. Which numbers some 6,000 men. With the help of your dragon we should have more than enough power to bring them down and take the city."
Aegon nodded pleased by what he had heard, Jon though was more curious. "The Lannisters have only 6,000 men within the city? 1,000 of those will be Goldcloaks and another 1,000 will be Red cloaks if what the Spiders has told us is true. But where are the rest of the forces from the Reach?"
Ser Barristan spoke then and his voice was calm. "It is possible that they are still dealing with incursions from the Dornish or the Ironborn. After all we know that the civil war in the Iron Islands has blown over into the Reach and many lords have risen up against House Tyrell. It is more than likely that Mace Tyrell and his dogs are there dealing with that problem."
Aegon nods and says. "Aye, we shall concern ourselves with the Reach once King's Landing has fallen. For now though Lord Rowan holds Storm's End in my stead. Now as to how we take King's Landing. Of course I shall be flying the aerial route, but Lord Connington shall take the Van, Lord Foote shall take the left, Lord Boiling the right and Lord Swann the reserve. We shall take King's Landing. Kill all Lannisters that you come across, but leave Tywin Lannister and the boy king for me."
After that the meeting ended and Aegon went to his tent and put his armour on, black as night with red rubies just like his father's armour, he walked towards where Rhaegal was tethered and mounted up. Adrenaline was coursing through his veins as he waited for the sound of a horn being blown, when the horn was blown Rhaegal let loose a terrifying roar, and took off for the sky. As they began their ascent, Aegon could hear the sounds of the battle below, men fighting, dying and screaming. He knew that before the day was done, the ground would be littered with blood and bodies. He said a quick prayer and then spurred Rhaegal on, an arrow came whizzing past his head, and he scanned for where it had come from, using his whip to spur his dragon on, Rhaegal burned a path through the soldiers on the ground, killing them with the heat of the fire. The arrows kept coming, most of them flew harmlessly by, those that did not, merely skinned past, more of an annoyance than a true threat.
The fire kept raging and the bodies were growing and growing. Aegon felt the rush of battle flowing through him and he had never felt so alive. King's Landing loomed close, and he knew that soon enough he would be seated on the Iron Throne. The body count grew and grew, the screams continued rising and Aegon's blood continued to rise, and then suddenly he was plummeting to the ground, Rhaegal was roaring and the ground was coming closer and closer. He touched his armour and found blood coming out of a wound from his chest, a scorpion bolt had come through Rhaegal taking him down to the ground and arrows were now littering his chest, the sky was turning dark. Aegon Targaryen, son of Rhaegar Targaryen, the King who could have been died on the twelfth day of the seventh month of the 305th year After Aegon's Landing. Killed by Martyn Lannister.