House of Metal 56

After the Stark King had learnt of his sisters marriage, word spread quickly through Westeros. Either by word of mouth, official letter, or something else entirely the news that the King in the North and the Empress across the Sea were connected by ties of matrimony in a very strange way was heard in every hall in the kingdoms.

For Renly Baratheon, the news was a little late, and a little confusing. Most of that confusion came from his utter incomprehension as to why nobody seemed to care that two women had been wed. He was sure that he couldn't have gotten married to Loras with the same level of nonchalance being shown.

Hell, he couldn't even bare to share the same room with his wife at night, and he had to do his business into a turkey baster and give it to Briene in order to get his wife pregnant. That level of disgust with the oposite sex, he really wished he could have wed the man he loved and been done with it.

Only after Loras explained it to him did he even moderately understand it, "It all has to do with religion, love. Five years ago, when all this started, the Seven were where people placed their faith and love; and one thing that the Septons really, really pushed was how much buggery is a sin. So me and you could never have gotten wed then.

"Now, the Seven have fallen out of favor, what with Lord Ultron evicting them from King's Landing for recreating the Faith Militant they have lost their greatest power base. Add to that, neither of the kings follow the seven; with your brother following the red god, and King Robb followin the Old Gods.

"As far as I know, neither of those faiths has anything to say on buggery or cunt lapping. The Red God I can understand, it started in Essos, and they've always been more… accepting… of unconventional couples. As for the Old Gods, they've never had anything close to a documented religion; it's all a matter of faith."

"So we could get married, then?" Renly was in one of his romantic moods, and had to asks the man he had decided to spend the rest of his life with the big question.

Loras smiled sadly, shaking his head, "I'm affraid not, you are married to my sister, and in order to preserve the alliance of our houses, you must stay wed to her. Plus you got her pregnant, and I could never have my sister carry a child out of wed lock."

"But… that child may as well be Brienne's for all the contribution that I gave," Renly sighs

"Relax, my love," Loras smiles at him, closing his eyes and resting his head on the Prince's legs, "We do not need to think on these things any more than this: we love each other, and we are as happy as we can be."

Renly sighs, nodding as he leans back and rests against the backboard of his bed, trying to think of how his brother would be reacting to the news of the Targaryen Wedding.