HOUSE ROMYN II

WEST POINT – JULIAN

Julian is meeting with his small council and Illyrio Mopatis. He laughs after hearing what Daenarys did to her brother. "She is becoming a little spitfire…"

"Your people tell me she has the gift…" Mopatis replies.

"Soon it will be time to hatch the Dragon Eggs…"

"My Lord…Is that wise?" Maester Gunther asks, "Reintroducing Dragons into the world…"

"The Eggs may not even hatch Maester Gunther and if they do…"

"If they do who is to say that Princess Daenarys or Prince Aegon…Any of them can control them…"

"If they can't…We have other options, but I think they will be able to control them…" Julian looks at Mopatis, "Anything else?"

"One other matter…As you know I have good relations with the Dothraki…Khal Drogo is the greatest Khal to ever rule the Dothraki…He is looking for an exotic bride…I promised that I would help him in this endeavor…And I was thinking of Princess Daenarys…"

"You want to give a Targaryen Princess to those savages?" Ser Rodger Hade Man-At-Arms of West Point.

"You know that a Khal shares his woman with his Bloodriders…"

"Not all the time and Khal Drogo is not like that…"

"No…The Princess is promised to Prince Quentyn Martell…"

"She may reject him…"

"Then I will find another way to appease the Martells…Find Khal Drogo another bride…"

"Very well then…"

"What of that other matter has it been taken care of?"

Mopatis nods, "Paid in full…The Iron Bank has agreed to terms…They will no longer loan gold to the Iron Throne for as long as Robert sits the throne…They will also spread word to the other Banks of Essos…"

"Good…very good…" They dismiss and the next morning Mopatis leaves to return to Pentos.

JORDAN

Jordan is the son and heir to the Tiger of the West. He is taller than his father by three inches and dreams of becoming as brave, bold, and fearless as his Julian. There is just one person standing in his way. His best friend and brother in all but blood, Jon Romyn. The two stand facing each other in the training yard. Jordan is armed with two swords, he had been studying the two handed technique all his life. Jon is armed with one sword. "Fighting with both hands is your greatest strength and at the same time your greatest weakness…" Jon says to him.

"All of a sudden you are a sword-master…"

"How many times have I beaten since we started sparring?" Jon asks.

"Are the two of you going to talk each other into submission or fight?" Ser Rodger asks.

Jordan charges Jon with his left and quickly brings his right in, Jon easily blocks the first attack then the second. Both are armed with practice swords. The courtyard echoes with their skill as they battle back and forth. Eventually Jordan loses his left sword. He curses under his breath, he has never beaten Jon in a duel. Their speed is equal, but Jon had more technical skill with the sword. Jordan starts throwing in kicks and punches with his attacks.

He swings high, but Jon blocks and sweeps his legs from under and him. When Jordan looks up from his back Jon's sword is at his throat. "Dead again…"

He bats the sword away as Jon offers him his hand. Jordan looks at Theon Greyjoy, "Well Theon you want match up?" Theon and Jordan are evenly matched in the sword, but Theon is the best archer in West Point, probably the world. The last match they had Jordan had won and he wanted increase that number. He defeats Theon after fifteen moves. Later the trio goes riding in the countryside.

Julian had tried to convince Prince Doran to allow Princess Arianne to Ward at West Point so that she and Jordan could build a romance. He would not allow it, so this would be third time Jordan has seen Arianne Martell. Because of Prince Doran's gout the wedding will be held in Dorne in the Water Gardens. When Julian goes to his room after evening meal with the family, he finds a letter on his bed.

Meet me in training yard at midnight…

With Regards

Arianne Martell

Jordansneaks out of his room and heads for the training yard. When he arrives he finds the beautiful, voluptuous Arianne Martell. She is five feet eleven inches tall, with olive colored skin, long thick black hair, and dark eyes. She is wearing Dornish armor made for a woman and carrying a curved Dornish sword.

"How did you get here?"

"You find a woman like me waiting in the practice yard and that's your Question…"

"Okay why did you ask me here?"

"I ran away…I came here to fight you…"

"Why?"

"I am the heir to Dorne and yet my father wants me to marry you and give up what rightfully is mine…So I propose a duel between us…Not to the death…I beat you and make you yield…You must convince your father to break the Marriage contract…"

"And if I win?"

"If you win then I will marry you…"

"I'm not going to fight you…"

She walks up to him and pouts, "Ah what's thee matter…The heir of West Point afraid of a woman…" She taps him on the groin as she passes in front of him, "Or maybe you can't handle a woman like me…" She says walking around him. The scent of her body fills his nostrils. He smiles and walks over to the rack removing two swords. "Two swords…I like a man who's ambidextrous…"

"You are very brazen…"

"Something you should know about Dornish women…"

They both take a fighting stance and stare each other down. Jordan sizes her up and can tell she has experience fighting. He initiates combat by attacking with his right and spins into her swinging his left. He attacks again with his left, but Arianne counters. They lock swords, but Jordan keeps his left sword out of the lockup.

"You're good for a woman…"

She smiles, "For a man you're not half bad…However you diminish your skills trying to fight with both hands…"

"My brother keeps saying the same thing…" He swings his left and she leans away, then she tries to kick him in the groin, at the last minute Jordan turns sideways and blocks the kick with his thigh. "That is not very lady like…"

"I want to win at all costs…"

Jordan throws his sword up into the air and surprises Arianne by grabbing her left breast. She gasps as he kicks her, she rolls backwards as he catches the sword out of the air. She rolls backwards onto one knee. "That is not very Lordly like…"

"Like you I want to win at all costs…"

They charge each other again and during the battle Jordan allows her to knock his left sword from his hand. He switches sword hands several times as he fights her and eventually knocks her sword out of her hands. Arianne spins around Jordan sliding on her knees and tries to recover her sword. Jordan runs after her and places his foot on the sword before she can recover it.

"I guess I win…" He says placing his sword at her throat.

"Ha!"

She grabs his sword arm and flips him over, but Jordan reaches his free hand out and takes his sword before she can disarm him. He throws the sword away, then wraps Arianne up and pins her to ground. They stare into each other's eyes, "Now what?" She asks.

"This is the part where you yield…"

"Never!"

"You have lost…"

"Have I?" She starts kissing him and rubbing her thigh up against his cock. He stares at her cleavage. "See something you like?"

"Yield!"

"No!"

"Are all Dornish women as stubborn as you…"

"Intolerably so…"

He starts kissing her, then they start removing one another's clothes. "Damn woman the gods have truly blessed you…" He says cupping her breasts and sucking on her huge dark nipples. They make passionate, aggressive love in the courtyard for hours.

When their lust is sated Arianne stands up to get dressed. She pauses and looks at Jordan, "You look guilty why?"

He sighs, "That was a moment of weakness…My father taught me that a man should control himself at all times…His first time should be with his wife…"

"In Dorne we have no such inhibitions…The body was made to be enjoyed…You were first…As I have sworn to never lay with a man who could not best me in a fight…" She kneels down next to him, "Don't feel guilty…All men are weak when it comes to breasts, long hair, and pussy…But if it makes you feel any better…I yield my Lord…"

He looks at her and starts stroking her long hair, "Marry me…"

"That is the deal we had…"

"No I mean marry me tonight…I want to wake the Septon and get married now…I love you…"

When the two return to the main castle Julian's father is waiting for them. "Father…"

"Don't look so surprised…There is nothing that goes on in my castle or on my lands that I am not aware of…"

"We want to marry tonight…"

"And what about your father Princess…I am sure he wants to give you away…"

"We can have two weddings…One now and another in Dorne…"

He sighs, "Ah to be young and in love…So be it…"

The entire castle is awakened for an impromptu wedding. Vows are said in the Sept and a feast is held. In the middle of the feast Jordan takes Arianne to his room to bed her again.

JON

Like Daenarys Jon was shy and unsure of himself as a child. As he got older his confidence grew thanks to Julian and Bethany. From the age of six Jon was told of his true heritage and his birthright as a Targaryen. The next morning Jon and Jordan stand side by side on the balcony overlooking the training yard. "So how is married life…" Jon asks.

"Incredible…"

"Must be nice…"

"Don't pretend you aren't in love Bro…"

He frowns, "What are you talking about?"

"Ever since Princess Rhaenys has been coming here you have been in love with her…"

"Please…she's five years my senior…"

"So! Arianne is four years my senior…I'm not complaining…" Jon receives a pat on the shoulder, "I'm just saying Bro…If you love her you should go after her…Before some other High Born Noble comes along and scoops her up…"

He had a point, Jon thinks back to the first time he saw Rhaenys Targaryen. He was 11 name days old and she sixteen. Even though she was his half-sister he could not deny the attraction he had for her. Every time she came around it only grew stronger. However Lord Julian had taught him to be honorable and it would not be honorable to romantically pursue her. On the other hand Lord Julian had often been told him of how Targaryens married brother and sister, cousins, and sometimes even Uncles to nieces and vice-versa.

The time had come for the family to make a covert journey to Dorne for the wedding or rather second wedding of Jordan Romyn and Arianne Romyn nee' Martell. Jon was scrambling to find a gift for his brother in everything but blood. He decides to get Jordan a Tiger cub, a white Tiger cub. They travel by merchant ship to Dorne and escorted to Sunspear at night from the docks.

When it came to young ladies Jon caught the eye of every young female from West Point to Dorne. The Sand Snakes were especially aggressive in their attempts to seduce him, not that Jon would ever risk being alone with any of them. He is as tall as his father of medium build with dark hair and grey eyes.

"Aegon…" Jon freezes as he comes face to face with Rhaenys. Rhaenys is taller than her cousin Arianne. Very curvy with olive colored skin, long dark hair and the famous Targaryen eyes of violet. She always calls him by his Targaryen name. "It is pleasant to see you again…"

"it is good to see you as well…" He hands her a flower, a tiger-lily of west. "I bought this for you…"

She takes the flower with a smile, "Thank you my Prince I shall cherish it…"

As they talk the Sand Snakes stand off to the side watching, "He wants her…" Obara says, "…We don't stand a chance."

"Maybe you don't sister, but I will bed him before he chooses a bride…" Nym says.

"The two of them have Dragon Blood in their veins…" Tyene says, "Two flames that will erupt into an inferno…And if any of you try to get between them you will burn…"

Sarella looks at her, "And what does little Ty know of love?"

"More than you…"

"They got married already didn't they?" Prince Doran asks to Julian in his Solar.

"Yes they did…"

He sighs, "My impetuous daughter…did she challenge him to a duel?"

"Yes she did…" The two men laugh.

Jon stands beside Theon as Arianne is walked down to the Septon with Aero Hotah pushing Prince Doran in his wheeled chair. They say their vows and a huge feast is held that lasts a week. Jon presents his gift to Jordan and a necklace for Arianne. Julian stands before his son with Tiger's Breath in his hand, "I was your age when my father gave me this sword…I now give it to you my son…" Jordan takes the Valyrian katana sword and hugs his father. Later Jon asks Rhaenys for a dance, Lady Bethany had taught him.

Two days after the week of feasting is up Jon returns to West Point with his adopted family. "My Lord may I speak with you?" Julian had often told Jon to call him by his name, but when he needed to speak of something serious he would call him my Lord.

"Of course what is it?"

Jon enters the solar and closes the door, "Have you promised me to anyone?"

He smiles, "No…I have not…I wanted you to be free to choose whom you will…"

"Then by that token I can pursue a relationship with Rhaenys?"

Julian smiles, "Did you think I would object?"

"Well she is my blood…"

"True…But as I taught you…The Targaryens have always married brother and sister…Does she feel the same for you?"

"I don't know…I haven't asked…I think she does…"

"You won't know unless you try…" It would a while before he saw Rhaenys again. He decides to write her a letter and to his surprise she writes back. Jon starts reading poetry and eventually he is able to write an original poem. He allows Maester Gunthry to read it before sending it off.

"Very impressive My Prince…I do believe you have found a hidden talent…"

One day Jon is summoned to the Solar along with Jordan. "News from our agents in the Capitol…Jon Arryn is dead…"

"How?" Jordan asks.

"He was poisoned by his wife and Petyr Baelish…"

Jon sighs, as there was a part of him that did not want the Iron Throne. Julian Romyn had often told him that he is best suited to take the Iron Throne, but if he didn't want it all he had to do is say so and support one of the other Targaryens for the throne. "You want to use this incident to win me the Iron Throne…"

"Well things have already been set into motion as you both know I was intending to head North to Winterfell to speak with Lord Stark, but Jon Arryn's death or should I say murder has changed all that…King Robert is going North to ask Lord Stark to be his new Hand…He is also planning a tourney to honor Lord Stark…We will be at the tourney…"

"And I can finally meet my Uncle…"

"Yes and reveal the truth to him…"

They discuss the plan in detail then Jon leaves excited as he can finally ask all the questions he wanted to about his mother.

CATALYNA

Catalyna Romyn is the only daughter and youngest child of Julian and Bethany Romyn. Growing up she had a crush on Jon, but eventually grew out of it and fell in love with the moody distant Theon Greyjoy. Moody and distant despite all attempts to make him feel welcomed at West Point. At the age of fourteen she started expressing her feelings for Theon. At first he kept his distance out of respect for Lord and Lady Romyn, but as time passed her charms and determination won him over.

There is only one person Catalyna confides everything in and that is her cousin Camile who is two years older than Catalyna. "Your father's head will explode when he finds out…" The two young ladies are sitting on Catalyna's bed.

Other than Camile Catalyna expresses herself in a journal, "Maybe…maybe not…"

"What about what our family did to his family?"

"His family drew first blood…"

"Aren't you afraid he's not over it yet and may be using you to get revenge…"

"Theon is not like his father…He loves me…"

"If he hurts you are breaks your heart I will rip his cock off and feed it to him…"

Catalyna gasps and shoves her, "I can't believe you said that…"

Camile's father had married late in life so there is a huge age difference between Camile's mother and father. Camile had spent some time in Dorne and upon returning convinced her father to allow her to learn to use weapons. "Be a lady in public, but a wild woman strong and free in private…"

"So how is that hell-cat Yara?"

"She and I will never be friends, but she has taken a liking to my brother Ceasar...My idiot brother has even asked father permission to allow them to marry her…Father doesn't trust her…Neither do I…"

"Everything is happening so fast…Jordan is married with a wife…Now you tell me Ceasar wants to marry…"

Later that night Catalyna sneaks out to meet up with Theon. Catalyna's father had always treated Theon like a part of the family. When he was ten name days Julian allowed Theon to see his father, but after the visit Theon never went to see his father again. He told Catalyna what happened and how cold Balon Greyjoy was to him.

"I can't believe I agreed to this…"

"Do you love me or not?"

"You know I do…"

"Then be the man I know you are and ask my father." The two sneak back to the castle and when Catalyna enters her room her father Julian is waiting. "Father!" She says in surprise.

He sighs, "As I have told you before child…There is nothing that goes on in my home or on my lands that I am not aware of. I was just wondering when you were going to tell me."

"I love him…I am in love with Theon Greyjoy…"

"Does he feel the same for you?"

"Yes…"

"Lord Thelius has asked for a match with you for his son…" Thelius rules from the castle of Hammerhorn which once belonged to the Goodbrothers. House Goodbrother was wiped out in favor of Lord Thelius' House.

"Please father…"

He sighs, "I haven't given him an answer…Yet…If you can convince your mother and Theon proves himself, then I will allow it…"

She runs up to him and hugs Julian. The next day Catalyna meets with her mother and father together. Camile is there for support as Catalyna reveals her feelings for Theon to her mother. She is not pleased, "How long have you known about this?"

"For a while now...I thought you should hear it from your daughter." Julian replies.

"Does he feel the same for you?"

"Yes I know he does…"

When Bethany turns away and the silence starts to build, Catalyna looks at her father with pleading eyes. "I was planning on allowing Theon to take up his place as Lord of Pyke…If he proves himself a trustworthy banner…"

She sighs, "Fine…I will allow it, but only if he proves to be a trustworthy Bannerman…"

Eventually Theon asks Julian permission to court his daughter. Julian will allow it on the condition he told Catalyna about. Theon will leave for Castle Pyke after the Tourney of the Hand.