The Rise Of A Dynasty
White Harbour – 295 A.C
Six moons later…
Jon rode up alongside the wheelhouse as their small convoy got closer to White Harbour.
His Father had asked him to visit White Harbour for a day or two to speak to Lord Wyman Manderly about the possibility of constructing a few longships for a possible Northern fleet.
The first Northern fleet for over 200 years. An opportunity that was too good to ignore.
Margaery of course had decided to accompany him on his short visit wishing to see White Harbour for herself.
She had been slightly disappointed nearly six moons ago when her Mother had rather suddenly left Winterfell a week after they had arrived taking a slightly reluctant Loras Tyrell with her.
Had Jon travelled to White Harbour with Margaery alone he would have relished the opportunity to spend some time with her away from his family but it was not to be.
Lyarra was taking this opportunity to visit Wylla Manderly at White Harbour with them allowing her Mother to breath a little.
Lyanna Stark had spent most of the last six moons worrying about the safety of Lyarra fearing that she herself would be recognised by Alerie Tyrell despite having not seen the woman since the tourney at Harranhal many years ago.
Arya had also insisted that she come along with Jon by begging Ashara over and over again. In the end she finally gave in and allowed her eldest Daughter to travel to White Harbour with Jon while Ned took Robb, Theon, Beric and Edric with him on visits to Deepwood Motte and Ironrath.
As they rode towards the gates of White Harbour the sound of the wheelhouse window flap being moved aside caused Jon to look at the wheelhouse.
"How much longer Jon?" said Arya in a bored tone.
Jon chuckled.
"We are here Little One" said Jon.
Arya gave a sigh of relief.
"Finally" said Arya in a relieved voice.
Jon laughed before riding past the wheelhouse to the front of the convoy where Oswell Whent was heading up the convoy with some of the Stark guards.
The older knight turned to face him.
"Are you sure you can do this without your Mother or Father present My Lord?" said Oswell Whent sternly.
"I would not make a good Lord Of Winterfell if I cannot handle something as simple as this Ser Oswell" said Jon.
Oswell Whent nodded.
"Of course My Lord" said Oswell Whent as they rode up the street in the direction of the main keep.
Meanwhile…
Margaery looked out of the wheelhouse window with an approving smile on her face as they passed a few of the market stalls selling clothes and fabrics from Essos.
She turned to Lyarra.
"How long were you fostered here for My Lady?" said Margaery.
Lyarra looked out of the opposite window with an approving smile.
"Four years… Winterfell will always be my home, but I have missed this place, I have some very fond memories with the Manderly's" said Lyarra turning back to her.
"It looks rather nice… perhaps you could show me the market when we have the time" said Margaery.
They continued their conversation before they felt the wheelhouse stop moving and heard the voice of Lord Wyman Manderly from outside.
Arya stood up as the door to the wheelhouse opened revealing one of the Stark Guards waiting to help them out of the wheelhouse.
Arya glared at him as he moved to help her out.
"I can manage thank you" scoffed Arya.
"Arya" warned Lyarra as Arya climbed out of the wheelhouse.
Margaery chuckled.
"She is a feisty little thing" said Margaery amusedly.
Lyarra chuckled as she moved to get out of the wheelhouse.
"You have no idea" said Lyarra before the Guard helped her down into the courtyard.
Margaery smirked and followed her out of the wheelhouse.
She looked around the courtyard as her 15 year old handmaiden Talla Tarly climbed down from the wagon behind the wheelhouse and made her way over to Margaery.
Margaery turned to her.
"Have a dress ready for me for the feast tonight Talla" said Margaery.
Talla Tarly nodded and walked over to the Guards who had made their way over to the wagon to unload it.
Jon finished greeting Lord Wyman Manderly and Wylis Manderly and walked over to Margaery.
"I will meet you once I have finished meeting with Lord Manderly" said Jon.
Margaery smiled and curtsied to him.
"We will wait for you… then perhaps we could explore the market" said Margaery.
"As you wish My Lady" said Jon.
Margaery smiled as Jon turned around and walked back towards the Manderlys.
As Jon walked into the castle with Lord Wyman Manderly and Wylis Manderly the now 14 year old Wynafred Manderly made her way over to them greeting Lyarra with a kiss on each cheek.
"Welcome back to White Harbour… I will show you to your chambers, then we can sit down and sample some of the new wine we have from Pentos" said Wynafred Manderly.
Wynafred Manderly then turned to Margaery and Arya greeting them the same way she greeted Lyarra before leading them into the castle.
Jon was led through the castle by the two elder Manderlys before they arrived at Lord Wyman Manderlys Solar.
"In here Lord Stark" said Wylis Manderly.
Jon followed them into the Solar and made his way over to one of the seats in front of the large oak desk.
The Solar was almost identical to his Father's Solar but with nicer furniture.
Once Lord Wyman Manderly had taken his seat opposite Jon he picked up a glass pitcher of a dark red wine from his desk and raised it above a small tray containing four crystal wine glasses.
He poured three glasses of wine and handed one to Jon.
"Try this… a red wine from Pentos, a merchant gave us eight cases full" said Lord Wyman Manderly picking one of the glasses up and sipping it.
Wylis Manderly picked up the third glass as Jon took a sip before looking down at his glass with an approving look.
"Its nice, a bit stronger than what I am used to but nice nonetheless" said Jon as he took another sip.
"Perhaps I could arrange for you to receive a case for yourself… for your Mother" said Lord Wyman Manderly.
Jon nodded.
"I am certain she would like that… but we are not here to talk about wine Lord Manderly" said Jon placing his glass on the table.
Lord Wyman Manderly nodded.
"Your Father has broached this subject to me before, as I told him back then, I would like for the North to have its own fleet, but sourcing the materials required to build longships is not easy… the wood from our own trees is not suitable for water, and to buy the materials from our trade routes would be very costly in itself" said Lord Wyman Manderly.
Jon nodded and sipped his wine.
"But you do deal with Merchants who can provide materials to build longships?" said Jon testily.
Wylis Manderly nodded.
"We do Lord Stark… but should we agree to this proposition, there is one condition that we want your Father to meet" said Wylis Manderly.
Jon looked at him and leaned back in his chair.
"And what condition is that Lord Manderly?" said Jon.
"As House Manderly will be paying for the construction of these longships… we ask that they become the property of House Manderly and fly the Merman sigil… of course they would always remain available to House Stark" said Wylis Manderly.
Jon looked at them and nodded.
"That is fair… I shall pass the message on to my Father, but I have to ask how many longships would you be able to construct?" said Jon finishing his wine.
"We will have to check our coffers first Lord Stark, but at a guess, maybe ten or so for now, perhaps as the years go by we will be able to construct more ships" said Lord Wyman Manderly.
"Very well… I shall speak to my Father about this upon my return" said Jon.
The Manderlys nodded.
"Good… and I ask that you join us at the head table for the feast tonight, along with Lady Margaery, Lady Lyarra and your Sister of course" said Lord Wyman Manderly.
Jon bowed his head before standing up.
"Thank you My Lords… if you will excuse my I would like to return to my chambers for now" said Jon politely.
The elder Manderlys nodded to him and bid him farewell.
Jon turned around and left the Solar where two Stark Guards were waiting for him.
"Your chambers have been prepared Lord Stark" said one of the Guards.
Jon nodded and followed him along the hallway.
Once he was back in his chambers he removed his cloak and wolf pelt leaving him in his tunic, breeches and boots with his longsword and dagger strapped to his waist before leaving his chambers once again.
He turned to one of his Guards named Desmond.
"Where would I find Lady Margaery and the others?" said Jon.
"With Lord Manderlys Daughter My Lord… shall we take you there?" said Desmond.
"At once" said Jon.
Desmond and the other Guard bowed their heads and led him further along the hallway.
They rounded the corner at the end of the hallway revealing more oak doors including one being guarded by Oswell Whent.
He turned to Jon and bowed his head before knocking on the door to Wynafred Manderly's chambers.
"Lord Stark is here My Ladies" said Oswell Whent.
"Send him in Ser Oswell" said Lyarra.
Oswell Whent opened the door as Jon approached it closing it behind him once he had entered the room.
Later that evening…
Jon escorted Margaery over to the head table overlooking the rest of the large great hall and sat down next to Walt Manderly and his Wife of three moons Jeyne Manderly nee Cerwyn.
Jon and Margaery greeted the couple having attended their wedding at Castle Cerwyn three moons prior.
Walt and Jeyne Manderly had been staying at Castle Cerwyn since their wedding and had only just returned to White Harbour arriving an hour after Jon and the others.
They engaged each other in mild conversation as the large great hall slowly filled up with Guards and other staff and the feast began.
Jon helped himself to some of the Northern Pike stew before turning to Margaery who was eyeing his plate with interest.
"You should try it… it is very nice" said Jon picking up his spoon and taking a spoonful of the stew.
Margaery smiled and decided to get some for herself before eating a spoonful.
She removed the spoon from her mouth and moaned in approval.
"Wow… its delicious, what's in it?" said Margaery turning to Lord Wyman Manderly.
"Its just fish and vegetables boiled in warm water My Lady… with some spices we received from Pentos added in for flavour" said Lord Wyman Manderly.
Margaery smiled.
"You should tell me how to make it… so I can have our cooks at Highgarden make it for me, it is very nice" said Margaery.
"You are too kind My Lady" said Lord Wyman Manderly.
Margaery smiled and returned to her food taking a sip of her wine as well.
The rest of the feast carried on in relative silence with only mild chatter coming at random intervals.
Once the feast had concluded Lord Wyman Manderly stood up.
"I hope you enjoyed our food… now it is time for the nights entertainment to begin, dancing and drinking" said Lord Wyman Manderly.
Margaery turned to Jon with a knowing look on her face as several servants moved some of the tables to the side clearing some space for a small dance floor.
Jon chuckled.
"Would you like to dance My Lady?" said Jon.
Margaery smirked and took his hand.
"Of course My Lord" said Margaery.
She stood up along with him as four bards made their way into the hall and sat down at a small table near the head table.
Several other people made their way onto the dance floor along with them including Walt and Jeyne Manderly.
Jon turned to Margaery and took her in his arms as the bards started to play a slow slightly romantic tune.
He looked down at her maintaining eye contact as her cheeks turned slightly pink.
"You look beautiful Margaery… gold really suits you" said Jon softly.
Margaery smiled and moved a little closer to him.
"You are so kind Jon, you always know exactly what to say" said Margaery softly as the two danced to the slow music.
Jon smiled and held her close as the two continued to dance together.
They danced through three songs without a break before Jon kissed her forehead causing her to look up at him with a cheeky smirk on her face.
"Can we go for a walk Margaery… alone?" said Jon softly.
Margaery smiled and nodded.
"Of course" said Margaery softly.
Jon smiled and held out his arm for her to take and proceeded to lead her out of the hall.
They went on a slightly lengthy walk through the castle until they reached the staircase for one of the four towers.
Jon led her all the way up the stairs and out onto the balcony overlooking the city protected by a large half size wall stretching around the tower.
Jon led her over to the half size wall as she looked out at the view.
"Its beautiful… the starry sky just looks perfect" said Margaery softly.
Jon smiled and moved behind her rubbing her shoulders.
"Are you enjoying yourself?" said Jon softly.
Margaery smiled and leaned back into him with a sigh.
"Very much… I will say one thing, you certainly know how to keep a girl entertained… I am enjoying my night with you" said Margaery softly.
Jon smiled and moved his hands down to her arms massaging them.
"And now you are spoiling me… bringing me up here to see such a beautiful view, giving me a massage, you cannot keep your hands off of me" said Margaery softly.
Jon chuckled.
"I rather like having my hands on you" said Jon cheekily.
Margaery smirked.
"Lucky for you I like having your hands on me… so skilled at massages, go back to working my shoulders Jon, it felt amazing when you did that to me" said Margaery cheekily.
Jon chuckled and moved his hands back up to her shoulders massaging them and the back of her neck.
"Mmmm" moaned Margaery in approval.
He stopped his massage after a few minutes before placing his hand on her arm stroking it.
"You really are something Jon" said Margaery softly.
Jon sighed and continued stroking her arm as she leaned on the wall looking out at the view.
"Margaery… do you know why I was rather happy when you agreed to come and stay with us to decide whether you wanted to marry me or not?" said Jon softly.
Margaery smiled and turned to face him.
"Why?" said Margaery sweetly.
Jon swallowed.
"Because I knew that I would be happy with you, that spending a lifetime with you would be a lifetime worth living, a lifetime that I wanted" said Jon confidently.
Margaery smiled and traced her hand on his cheek.
"Jon" said Margaery softly.
"Yet after six moons… I cannot tell if you want the same thing" said Jon.
Margaery suddenly silenced him by placing her finger on his lips.
She smiled before removing her finger.
"You made your point Jon… now hurry up and kiss me" said Margaery laughing slightly.
Jon felt stunned in that moment.
"Kiss me Jon… before I change my mind" demanded Margaery placing her hands on his neck and head.
Jon smirked and placed his hand on her cheek before kissing her deeply.
She moaned as she felt his tongue enter her mouth as his other hand made its way to the small of her back.
They separated after several seconds and locked eyes with each other.
"Happy now, you got a bride, and I hope you can make her happy" said Margaery as she traced her hand on his chest.
Jon smiled and held her close to him.
"I can think of no better wife than you Margaery Tyrell" said Jon.
Margaery smiled and pressed her head into his chest.
"And no man is more worthy of me than you Jon Stark… so do us both a favour, come back to my chambers after the feast, so we can have a… private celebration" said Margaery winking at him.
Jon smirked.
"And what will happen to me in your chambers?" said Jon huskily.
Margaery smirked and kissed his neck.
"We will drink in honour of our new betrothal… and probably get drunk doing so… but more on that later, I want a dance with my intended, so take me back to the feast" said Margaery cheekily.
Jon held out his arm to her and she took it before allowing him to lead her back into the castle.
They returned to the feast spending the next few hours drinking and dancing with each other and the others before walking up to Margaery's chambers.
Jon poured two glasses of wine for them before Margaery made her way over to the desk and chair and started to write a raven scroll.
Jon made his way over to her placing the glasses down before moving some of her hair aside and kissing her neck.
"Who are you writing to?" said Jon softly.
Margaery smiled and turned to face him giving him a swift kiss.
"My Family… to tell them that they can stop searching for my future husband, for he is standing right next to me, kissing my neck" said Margaery cheekily as Jon started kissing her neck again.
Jon chuckled.
"Good, because you are mine… and I have no desire to give you up, ever" said Jon huskily.
Margaery laughed and finished writing the scroll.
She placed it to one side and picked up one of the wine glasses taking a sip.
She watched as Jon picked the other one up taking a sip.
He sat down on her bed and pulled her down onto his lap so she was sitting on his hips with her legs either side of him.
"Cheers" said Jon.
Margaery smiled and clinked glasses with him before they both sipped their wine.
"You will make a fine Lady Of Winterfell Margaery… my Mother wants you to join her for drinks and sweets from time to time, so she can teach you about how to help rule the North, it is very different from ruling a southern household" said Jon softly as he lowered his free hand to the small of her back and stroked it.
Margaery smiled and kissed him.
"I would like to spend time with your Mother very much, she is a lovely woman" said Margaery softly.
Jon smiled and sipped his wine.
"As are you" said Jon bringing his free hand up to stroke her cheek.
Margaery smiled.
"You know… I have plenty of that wine left, it would be a shame to waste it" said Margaery with a devious smile.
Jon chuckled and kissed her as he downed his wine.
"You read my mind… let us drink together, but be careful, lest you get drunk and start wanting me to do things that are very hard to refuse" said Jon huskily.
Margaery laughed.
"So if we got drunk and I asked you to kneel between my legs and feast on me… you would not be able to resist?" said Margaery teasingly.
Jon smirked.
"It took a lot of willpower to resist doing that the last time you asked me while you were drunk… I have thought about tasting you more than once, even just thinking about it now is making my mouth water" said Jon huskily.
Margaery smirked and kissed him before grinding herself on his hips.
"And what would you do if wanted you to feast on my cunt right now… if I told you I was wet right now?" said Margaery in a sultry voice.
Jon groaned and kissed her before leaning into her ear.
"Unfortunately… I have to refuse you, I can wait until our wedding night before I feast on your cunt, I bet it tastes just as good as your lips taste" whispered Jon huskily,
Margaery smirked and kissed him.
"Tasted a few cunts in your time have you?" said Margaery cheekily.
Jon growled.
"I have… and every girl I have tasted has ended the night on my cock, as will you" growled Jon.
Margaery turned red.
"Then I hope you have the patience to endure quite a long wait… our wedding night will be the first time I have your tongue, and your cock" said Margaery.
Jon chuckled and traced his hands around her hips.
"Lucky for you I have the patience to wait until then" said Jon huskily.
Margaery smirked.
"And if you do have those urges you will have to satisfy them with whores Jon" said Margaery cheekily.
Jon chuckled.
"You think I will pay for whores while I am waiting for our wedding night?" said Jon testily.
Margaery raised her eyebrow.
"Men often visit whores when they are waiting to marry their future wives, they need to stick their cocks in something while they wait for their wedding" said Margaery pointedly.
Jon locked eyes with her and placed his hands on her cheeks.
"Margaery… I have not been with anyone since I met you, and I have no desire to do so until our wedding night" said Jon.
Margaery looked at him with surprise before kissing him.
"You are willing to give up fucking pretty girls until I fall into bed with you on our wedding night?" said Margaery in a flirty voice.
Jon nodded and kissed her.
"You are the next girl who will warm my bed, and you are well worth the wait" said Jon huskily.
Margaery kissed him tracing her hand on his chest.
"There are many things about you that I can look forward too… I'm going to kiss every inch of you, I think about what you will smell like, what you taste like, how warm and tight you will be when I finally give you my cock, the sounds you will make when I fuck you" growled Jon.
Margaery smirked before winking at him.
"I hope you enjoy bedding me Jon Stark… and I hope you are as good as you claim to be" said Margaery cheekily.
Jon chuckled.
"You will have to wait to find out Margaery" said Jon cheekily.
Margaery laughed and stood up making her way over to the table to refill her wine.
Jon stood up and followed her placing his hands on her hips.
Margaery smirked as she refilled both glasses before handing one to him.
The two chinked glasses before taking a sip.
Margaery moaned.
"This is really good wine" said Margaery moaning in approval as she took another sip.
Jon smirked.
"It is… you should ask Lord Manderly if he would be so kind as to give you some to take back to Highgarden with you" said Jon.
Margaery smiled and wrapped her free arm around his chest pressing herself into him.
"Oh I will… but first, I will drink it with my husband to be" said Margaery softly as she pressed her head into his chest.
Jon smiled and held her head against his chest.
He pressed a kiss to her forehead as they stayed still in each others arms simply savouring the closeness of their position.
"Mother will want to throw a feast upon our return… maybe a tourney along with it, we have not held one for years, not since the end of winter" said Jon looking down at her.
Margaery looked up at him and smiled.
"That sounds good, will many people be attending?" said Margaery softly.
"Every house in the North, including some Lords and Ladies you are yet to meet… and hopefully my Uncle Benjen as well" said Jon.
"I do not recall meeting him" said Margaery in slight confusion.
"I have not seen him for a while, he is First Ranger at Castle Black, it is very rare that he visits us any more" said Jon.
Margaery squeezed her arm around his chest.
"I look forward to meeting him… and seeing a northern tournament" said Margaery.
Jon stroked her hair and smiled.
"Prepare to be amazed, for you will have never seen anything like it" said Jon.
Margaery kissed his cheek and smiled.
"Drink with me" said Margaery sipping her wine.
Jon raised his glass and sipped it.
He waited until she moved her glass away from her lips before swiftly kissing her.
She melted into the kiss for several moments before sighing as he pulled away.
"The wine tastes better on your lips" said Jon huskily before laughing.
Margaery raised her eyebrow at him before joining him in laughter.
Once they stopped laughing after a minute he chinked glasses with her before they both downed their glasses.
They finished the wine before Jon bid her goodnight.
As he opened the door Margaery shouted to him causing him to smirk.
"I'll be thinking about you tonight Jon Stark" said Margaery in a flirty voice.
"I bet you will… though I ask that you try and refrain from looking for my chambers if you want me to warm your bed tonight" said Jon jokingly.
"I can make do without you… my hands will suffice for now, and I might let you watch me soon" said Margaery smirking.
Jon chuckled and left the room making no attempt to hide the groan that escaped his lips at what Margaery had just said.
Winterfell – 295 A.C
Six days later…
Jon and Oswell Whent led the convoy into the courtyard where the rest of the Starks were waiting for them.
He brought his horse to a halt in the middle of them and dismounted as Hullen made his way over to him taking the reins.
Jon smiled and walked over to Ned embracing him as the wheelhouse stopped in the centre of the courtyard.
"Father" said Jon.
Ned clapped his hand on Jon's head.
"Congratulations Son… you are fast becoming a man, and you will have a beautiful wife by your side" said Ned proudly.
Jon smiled and let go of his Father before greeting his Mother.
"I am so proud of you Jon… there will be a grand feast and a tourney to celebrate your betrothal" said Ashara proudly as she had traces of tears in her eyes.
Jon smiled and kissed her cheek.
"Thank you Mother… and Lord Manderly has sent you a gift" said Jon.
Ashara smiled and let go of him.
"What has that man sent me now?" said Ashara in a teasing sort of voice.
Jon smiled and turned to one of the Guards nodding his head.
The Guard bowed his head and picked a case of wine out of the wagon behind the wheelhouse as Margaery, Lyarra and Arya stepped out of the wheelhouse.
"Wine Mother… from Pentos, it is very good" said Jon.
Ashara turned to the Guard who was holding the wine.
"Put it in the larder for now" said Ashara as Jon moved to greet the others while the three Girls made their way over to the Starks.
Ned looked down at Arya with a smile as she gave him a hug.
"I have a gift for you Arya… if you would like it, but you must be extremely careful" said Ned softly.
Arya looked up at him and smirked in realisation.
"Can I have it now Father?" said Arya excitedly.
Ned nodded and turned to Rodrik Cassel who was holding a sheathed short sword in one hand.
He handed it to Ned who held it out to Arya.
Arya's eyes lit up with excitement as she slowly took the sword from him.
She stepped away from him and unsheathed it before looking at the fine steel blade in amazement.
"Thank you Father… I love it" said Arya dropping the sheath to the ground and grasping the sword upright in both hands.
Ned smiled feeling a great sense of pride at the sight of his Daughter before clearing his throat.
"It is yours to keep, but that means you are responsible for it, and you must use it responsibly as well as look after it, I will take it away from you if you cannot do both of those things, now put it in your room, somewhere where your little Brother and Sister cannot get to it" said Ned sternly.
Arya smiled and picked up the sheath before sheathing the sword and quickly walking into the castle.
Ned turned to Ashara.
"Go with her… make sure she puts it somewhere safe" said Ned.
"Okay" said Ashara softly before she turned and walked into the castle after her Daughter.
Ned turned back to Jon.
"Take your things up to your chambers… then you can do what you want until supper" said Ned.
Jon nodded and walked over to Margaery and Lyarra before leading them into the castle.
As they passed her chambers Lyarra left the two of them passing through the door into her chambers.
As Margaery moved towards her own chambers Jon took her hand and pulled her into him.
"Come on… I want to show you something" said Jon giving her a quick kiss.
"Show me what?" said Margaery testily glancing at the door to her chambers.
Jon smiled.
"Its a surprise… come on" said Jon.
Margaery allowed him to lead her down the hallway and on a short journey through the castle down to its lower levels.
They came to a halt outside the door leading to the hot springs.
"In here" said Jon as he opened the door.
Jon led her through the door into the hot springs feeling grateful that no one else was here.
"Wow… this is amazing" said Margaery sounding stunned as she looked around the room in amazement.
Jon smirked and pulled her into him.
"It is, I often enjoy relaxing in the warm water, it feels amazing on the skin, you should try it" said Jon before kissing her.
Margaery smirked as he stepped back and removed his tunic.
"You want me in there with you, as naked as the day I was born" said Margaery in a sultry voice as she watched him undress.
Jon chuckled and turned around as he removed his boots, breeches and smallclothes.
"I did not bring you down here so you could sit to one side and stare at your naked husband to be, I brought you down here so we can enjoy a nice relaxing soak… together" said Jon cheekily as he climbed into the pool sitting down with his back to her.
He turned to face her and smirked.
"Join me" said Jon.
Margaery smirked.
"Very well… but look away from me until I am in the water" said Margaery sternly.
Jon nodded and kept his gaze on the wall in front of him for a good minute or so before the sound of a gentle splash besides him got his attention.
Margaery smirked and moved next to Jon who cheekily glanced at her half visible breasts.
"My eyes are up here Jon" said Margaery sternly.
Jon chuckled and wrapped his arm around her shoulders holding her into him.
He turned his head and kissed her before she allowed her head to rest on his shoulder.
"You have great teats… can you blame me for looking?" said Jon huskily.
Margaery winked at him and kissed him.
"Like what you see?" said Margaery cheekily.
Jon smirked.
"Very much so Margaery Tyrell… you are a sight to behold, and I have not even seen all of you yet" said Jon huskily.
Margaery chuckled and clapped her hand on his upper thigh before she paused and smirked.
"My my… how long has that been there?" said Margaery cheekily.
Jon turned red before kissing her.
"Its been there since you entered the water… now come here" said Jon grabbing hold of her waist and pulling her around so she was in front of his open legs with her back to him.
"What are you doing?" said Margaery cheekily before letting out a sigh as she felt Jon rub the warm water into her shoulders.
Margaery sighed and moaned slightly as she felt Jon's hands soothe her neck
"Oh that feels good" sighed Margaery.
"Just relax Margaery, just relax, let your future husband take care of you" said Jon softly as he rubbed her shoulders and neck.
Margaery chuckled as he kissed her neck.
"Relaxing is not easy with that thing poking me in the back" sighed Margaery before letting out a small moan as Jon kissed her neck.
"I cannot make it go down Margaery… not when you look like that, wet and beautiful, I could kiss every inch of you" said Jon huskily.
Margaery laughed.
"Who said I wanted it to go down… I rather like feeling your cock poking into my back… and now I know exactly what is going inside me on our wedding night" said Margaery in a sultry voice as she pressed her rear into him.
She moaned as his hands moved to her upper chest above her breasts.
"Mmmm… you have skilled hands My Lord" moaned Margaery.
Jon smirked.
"My skilled hands are only just getting started… they can do so much more to you if you want" said Jon cheekily as he rested his hands just above her breasts.
Margaery looked down at them before turning her head to face him.
"Slow down there Jon… you can play with my teats when I have your name, not before" said Margaery jokingly.
Jon chuckled and moved his hands down to her stomach.
"Better?" said Jon kissing her.
Margaery smirked and turned her body around so she was facing him.
"Better" whispered Margaery as she kissed him.
(Smut begins)
Jon groaned as he felt her legs encircle his hips and her hands hold his cheeks and chin as she deepened the kiss.
He pushed himself away from the edge so they were in the middle of the pool as their tongues fought for dominance.
They broke the kiss after several seconds and locked eyes.
"You like me like this… feeling me against you like this?" said Margaery in a sultry voice.
Jon smirked and lowered his hand to her rear.
"I would like it better if my cock was inside you… do you want it inside you?" said Jon huskily as he traced his hand over her arse.
"Yes" groaned Margaery as rubbing her womanhood against his manhood as she traced her hands on his back.
Jon kissed her neck.
"Fuck Margaery… I want to fuck you so much, I want to shove every inch of my cock inside you right now, you just feel too damn good, its making me harder being this close to fucking you" said Jon huskily.
Margaery turned red and smirked.
"I want you just as much, but if you want to know what my cunt feels like around your cock, you must wait until our wedding night, then you can do whatever you want to me… whatever you want" said Margaery in a sultry voice.
Jon smirked and kissed her.
"Those three and a half years could pass so quickly Margaery… and you are hoping they will just as much as me, I bet you are thinking about our wedding night right now" said Jon huskily.
"Of course I am thinking about it now… your cock is sending so many thoughts rushing through my head, thoughts that will be difficult to remove when I go to bed" said Margaery cheekily.
Jon smirked and briefly glanced down at her breasts.
"You will not sleep much if you keep thinking about my cock… nor will I sleep much if I think about your teats at night, now that I have seen them" said Jon huskily.
Margaery laughed and let go of him.
(Smut ends)
She moved over to the edge resting against the stone.
Jon followed her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders pulling her into his side.
"Lets stay like this for a while… just relaxing in each others arms" said Jon softly.
Margaery smiled and turned her head meeting his lips with her own.
"I hope this is not the only time we will come down here… because I love it" said Margaery resting her head on his shoulder and tracing her hand on his chest.
"Spending time in here is amazing, but being in here with you is even better, I have not taken my eyes off of you since you got into the water, nor do I want to" said Jon softly as he stroked her cheek.
Margaery smiled.
"I confess… my eyes have barely left your body since you took me into your arms after I got into the pool" said Margaery softly.
Jon chuckled and rested his head against hers.
The two stayed there in total relaxation for some time before they forced themselves to get out one at a time so they could get dried and dressed in a small manner of privacy from each other.
Once they were ready they left the hot springs heading back up to their chambers.
Two days later…
Jon was sat on his bed sharpening his sword with a fresh whetstone when he heard a knock at the door.
"Come in" said Jon as he kept his gaze on his sword as he scraped his whetstone down the blade.
He did not look up until his visitor sat down on the bed next to him and placed their hand on his arm.
He smiled and turned to face Margaery but frowned slightly upon noticing the slightly sad look on her face.
"What's wrong?" said Jon placing his hand on her cheek.
Margaery sighed and handed a rolled up scroll to him.
Jon looked down at it and unrolled it.
Margaery
Though you have accepted a betrothal to Lord Stark's eldest Son we were hoping that you would have chosen a betrothal to Prince Edric Baratheon instead. The King has been more open to listening to us over a possible betrothal over the last two moons and we are very confident he will agree. We wish for you to return to Highgarden with haste so we can discuss where we go from here.
Your loving Father, Mace Tyrell
Jon handed the scroll back to her and took her hand.
"Margaery" said Jon soothingly.
Margaery locked eyes with him.
"Jon… they did not want me to be betrothed to you, they will try to stop it so I can be free to marry the Prince" said Margaery sadly.
Jon sighed and kissed her.
"Then I will return to Highgarden with you after the end of the tourney, and I will make them see that a marriage between the two of us is a good thing, whatever it takes" said Jon seriously.
Margaery smiled.
"This is not going to be as easy as you believe it to be Jon" said Margaery sternly.
Jon pulled her into his arms.
"You are worth it… I would fight anyone for your hand" said Jon kissing her.
"You would?" said Margaery testily looking into his eyes.
Jon nodded.
"I would, and I will make them see reason and realise that this is what is best… that they cannot simply cancel our betrothal to give you a chance of a betrothal to the Crown Prince, that you will not be sold off like livestock so they can have a Grandson on the throne" said Jon.
Margaery sighed and kissed him.
"You… you are a good man Jon Stark" said Margaery softly.
Jon smiled and laid on his side taking her with him.
He looked down at her as she laid on her back as he rested on his side next to her.
"A good man that will make you his wife" said Jon.
Margaery smiled and looked up at him.
"A sweet man as well… good husband material, and well endowed on top of that" said Margaery in a flirty voice as she leaned up and kissed him.
Jon chuckled.
"You have been thinking about my cock very often have you?" said Jon cheekily.
Margaery smirked and nodded.
"I have… just as you have been thinking about my body as well" said Margaery in a flirty voice.
Jon smirked and kissed the top of her breasts.
"I have… but you can think about me bringing you endless pleasure later, I have a more pressing matter on my mind, namely how I am going to persuade your Family that you will be my wife" said Jon.
Margaery smiled and kissed him.
"Jon… this will not be easy, my Grandmother is very strong willed, not many things change her mind, especially when it comes to me, she sees me as her greatest achievement, she has taught me how to be a Queen since I could walk and talk, and she will not let that idea go without a war of words, a war that she will win" said Margaery with a sad smile.
Jon placed his hand on the side of her head and kissed her slipping his tongue through her lips.
He kept his eyes locked on hers as they separated.
"I want you to be my wife, only you… and not even the Queen Of Thorns will stop me from marrying you" said Jon confidently.
Margaery smiled and wrapped her arms around him pulling herself into him.
"I must really mean something to you if you are prepared to fight so hard for me" said Margaery teasingly.
Jon smirked and wrapped his arms around her keeping her close.
"We will be wed Margaery, I promise" said Jon softly pressing kisses to her lips and neck.
Margaery sighed and smiled as she felt Jon kiss her neck.
"Yet you did not say anything when I told you that I must mean something to you" said Margaery softly.
"You do mean something to me… I have spent six moons pursuing you, and it all worked out perfectly when you agreed to be my wife, I will not let them take you from me, even if I have to take you into the Godswood and marry you with haste… your family will have to live with the fact that you will be my wife" said Jon huskily.
Margaery smirked.
"Or you could do it the other way… put a babe in my belly so they will have no option but to wed us to avoid a scandal" said Margaery cheekily.
Jon frowned and kissed her.
"I will not dishonour you by putting babes in your belly just to force your family into a wedding… we will lie together on our wedding night, and many times after, but not before" said Jon softly.
Margaery smiled.
"Good answer… I would have cancelled our betrothal had you even thought of doing that" said Margaery sternly.
Jon kissed her.
"I could never imagine using you like that, nor would I want to" said Jon sternly.
"Even if it was the last option you had of getting my hand?" said Margaery.
Jon smiled and stroked her face lovingly.
"I will not dishonour you… I was raised better than that, you deserve better than that" said Jon softly.
Margaery kissed him before smirking.
"Can I stay here tonight… in your arms?" said Margaery softly.
Jon looked at her and raised his eyebrow.
"I just want to be close to you… we will be much closer when we are husband and wife, please" said Margaery in a flirty voice.
Jon smiled.
"You can stay here tonight" said Jon softly.
Margaery smiled and kissed him before standing up.
"Come on… I still need a nightdress even though you will be keeping me warm all night, and I have one that you will like very much" said Margaery saucily.
Jon chuckled and stood up.
"I told you it was cold for a southern girl up here" said Jon cheekily.
Margaery smirked and kissed him.
"Then keep this southern girl warm" said Margaery cheekily.
Jon smirked.
"Come on… lets get you a nightdress… and we can take a bottle of that Pentos wine from the larders, my Mother will not mind" said Jon cheekily.
Margaery smiled and wrapped her arm around his chest.
"Then go and get it once you have walked me back here… I will be waiting for you" said Margaery softly.
Jon smiled and kissed her before leading her out of the room.