The feeling was electric, and Rose moaned at finally feeling Joanna's lips.
"Ahhh...we shouldn't..."
"But we are..."
"Are you sure, dear sister? Isn't this..."
"The Targaryens mar-"
"Married sister to brother for hundreds of years. I know! Maester Luwin told us...but-"
"Why is this the way? Why do we need to deny ourselves? Please, Rose….let me feel you….let me love you."
Rose and Joanna fiercely kissed and stripped their clothes off. Before long, Joanna was kissing and suckling all along her queen's body, both were moaning, and both were sweaty and breathing hard.
"Oh...Jo!"
"Elder sister!"
"Just fuck me, you sexy girl!"
"I always have wanted to!" That was a bit of a shock to hear. Jo had always wanted her?
Her sister's kisses and licks sent shivers down Rose's spine. She could not believe she was fucking Jo at last.
She got up, and lowered her pussy onto Joanna's pussy and began gently thrusting herself up against her, rubbing their bodies together. She screamed in pleasure, not caring who heard. She was the queen and she could bed her beautiful half sister if she wished. She had not yet broken any betrothal promises to the Freys. Two women could not marry in this world, let alone two sisters. Not even if they were born Targaryen. Yet some days...she thought she saw a hint of silver hidden within Jo's hair. Questions for another night. Tonight...Jo was hers.
They kissed and rubbed and fucked all through the night, making love furiously.
"Fuck, right there, little sister!"
"Elder sister, I'm fucking you hard!"
"Aaahhhhhhhh!" Rose violently cummed, spraying girl cum all over her sheets. Jo did the same.Then they both collapsed, exhausted and completely lost in their love. I know we're not Targaryens….but I cannot deny what I truly want anymore.
"I love you, Rose."
"And I you."
Rose smiled lovingly, and snuggled into Joanna's chest.
Morning arrived, but no one would know what the Queen in the North was doing the night before. She blushed at the memory as she put on her armor. The long column of Northern and Riverlands troops came within sight of King's Landing, and the enormous encampment of the gigantic host of Stormlands and Reach knights. All the chivalry of the south rode with them, in their Grand Alliance. She rode ahead of the army, to meet King Renly. Renly rode in with his most trusted retainers and Kingsguard.
"Queen in the North...It is a pleasure to meet you at last. Together, we will finally destroy King Joffrey and mount his head on a little spike."
"Not if I get there first...Your Grace." Rose snarked. Renly chortled good naturedly.
"Now...I take it we have worked out the terms of our alliance, yes?"
"I humbly ask that you allow the North to be completely independent. You will renounce all claim to the North and let me rule it myself as queen. You can have the Riverlands back. It's yours. As well as the entire South when I help you take it."
Behind her, her army cheered, "QUEEN IN THE NORTH!"
Renly chuckled, "You drive a hard bargain. But when this is over, I will ask for the same oath that your father swore my brother 17 years ago. Their friendship held Westeros together, Rose."
"Your Grace, I accept a renegotiation when this battle comes to an end. What did you do with your brother?"
"His head adorns a spike. His daughter is my captive and hostage to ensure Dragonstone's loyalty." Rose was a little shocked her new ally was perhaps not like his brother. Robert didn't murder kin for the throne. She had to watch him...carefully.
Princess Arya was kept under guard in the Northern camp. Rose would never let her run off again. I have a duty to my sisters. I will not allow anyone to prevent me from carrying it out.
"One more thing. My sister is not to be harmed under any circumstances...I ask that you allow me, and a few loyal fighters to sneak in, kill Joffrey, and bring Sansa home."
The Greatjon shouted, "Are you touched, girl? You'd lead such a dangerous mission yourself? You're Queen in the North!"
"Sansa is my sister, Lord Umber! What kind of sister am I if I cannot risk my life to save her?"
"An alive one!"
Rose usually threw herself into the thick of battle but this time, a heavily defended siege where a single arrow could end her, and pass on the North to Princess Sansa...she knew the risks of that.
"Very well. I will command the infantry centre. We will take this city inch by bloody inch if we must."
"What about Lord Tywin?" asked Joanna.
"Forgive me, who is this?" asked King Renly.
"My sister, Joanna."
"Very well, Lady Joanna...Lord Tywin is entrenched at the capital. I have also positioned my men in formation If he rides this way, meaning to sally out before we can stop him, he rides into a wall of pikes, commanded by Lord Randyll Tarly."
"Very good, Your Grace."
"Victory is at hand, little queen. You shall witness it. I'll even give you the honor of taking Cersei's head yourself to avenge your father."
Behind him the men cheered loudly.
"Joffrey's time is up. Let's just finish this."
"One more thing, Your Grace... We should wave a white flag. I still have Ser Jaime in my prison and they have my sister. In exchange, I will vow that they will be treated gently if they issue a full surrender."
"Wise terms, Queen Stark, however I know Cersei rather well and she will not agree."
"She's starting to know me."
"Very well..." King Renly sighed. "We'll meet with her and try to come to terms. But keep in mind, that throne is mine."
"I have no interest in that chair as you well know."
"Of course."
They waited, with their Kingsguards, Joanna, Loras Tyrell and Mace Tyrell, until King Joffrey, Cersei, Lord Tyrion and the Lannister Kingsguard was riding out.
They saw the white flag and scoffed.
King Joffrey sneered, "Come to surrender, have you? Traitors!"
The Young Wolf ignored him, "You're outnumbered four to one. Your grandfather is trapped by 40 000 pikes and cannot save you. It's over. Bend the knee and I swear by all the gods you will not be beheaded. You will be given suitable quarters and brought to a fair trial."
"The oath of a traitor and rebel." Cersei snarled. "I would not take the word of any Stark, not since you proved what a bunch of vile traitors to my son you all are. And you..."King" Renly...killed your own brother." She spat.
"After you killed mine, Cersei."
"Then you proclaimed yourself the rightful king of Westeros. Why?"
"I believe I am well suited for it, in ways my brothers and your nephew were not. I have it in me to be a great king, given the chance. I even have agreed to let Rose Stark be a queen in her own right-"
At this Rose grinned, and her men cheered.
"-because she asked for it."
"Really? What if all the other kingdoms start demanding independence? You'll be king of nothing."
"She didn't demand, she asked. The others can too."
"Cersei, you cannot win this fight. You're up against 130 000 men. You have quite a bit less than that. There's no point dying for a lost cause. You will have a truce, provided that you give my sister back. Then I will give you back your brother Jaime, who I think you have been longing to see, yes? Peacefully surrender, dip your banners and let King Renly sit on that chair, and I promise you will be treated fairly, along with Ser Jaime."
Cersei's face twisted in rage and hate, "Skulk back home, you little cunt! My son and I will fight to the death rather than hand it to the likes of you, degenerate filth."
Joffrey grinned cruelly.
"You clearly have no intentions of surrender. Then, why did you treat with us? Tell me."
"To get the measure of you...I'm not impressed..."
Then in a huff, they rode back inside the capital.
"They can't withstand a siege. And if we're besieging the walls, they won't be expecting a rescue of your sister. I could raid their defences with a few hundred men while you send your party."
"Thank you, Your Grace. When Sansa is safe in hand, we can take this city and avenge my father."
She looked over to Joanna who grinned, excited for the battle.
"Are you nervous, Rose?"
"I'll be fine, Jo."
"You know..." Jo smirked seductively, "Some of the men say a woman before a fight always makes them want to live just that bit more."
"We probably shouldn't..."
"Oh my darling sister...we're so close to getting Sansa back..."
"I know...we will get her. The city will fall within an hour. Renly will let us be free."
"Will he? He's not Father. He's not honorable."
"I trust the man. Because of him, we're not the outnumbered ones. Try not to forget that. I don't know if we could have defeated Tywin by ourselves. Because of Mother, all the chivalry of the south rides with us."
"As you say, elder sister. Now...come show me how much you love me!"
Rose giggled and softly kissed her sister again. They were lovers at long last.