Renly III

The trial had gone exactly as he had wanted, Oberyn had said if he wanted Dorne's allegiance, he personally would have to kill Ser Amory Lorch, and Lorch and demanded a trial by contact allowing Oberyn to kill him legally.

He still had to do the main executions of Jamie Lannister, Joffery Waters and Cersei Lannister, as Joffery and Cersei had already signed confessions they didn't get a trial, Jamie although he was a kingsguards he still needed a trial but they would wait until tomorrow after the trial by combat.

In the meantime Eddard Stark had just arrived back in the capital and he was going to meet him in the Tower of the Hand.

As he entered, his 2 guards were left outside the door, and he walked into see Eddard looking over the reports from the various commanders in the field and the terms of surrender that he himself had sent to Tyrion Lannister who should be arriving any day now along with his remaining bannermen.

"Well done Eddard, We won the war," he said rather cheerily.

"Aye but at what cost, basically the entire Lannister army destroyed, all those men, father themselves probably only following order, another few thousand men killed from the North plus more from the Stormlands and some from the Reach. All in all a costly war," replied Eddard gravely.

"Yes but without your swift action and advice it wouldn't have been won nearly as quickly or as bloodless, yes we lost some good people but we have united the seven kingdoms."

"And where are they Greyjoys, I very much doubt they will come and swear fealty to you after Theon's death."

"Then they will pay," he declared victoriously.

"Aye but what Lord will be happy with going in to another war so quickly," Eddard responded seriously, " Anyway I need to talk to you seriously on a subject, when is your wedding to be held with Margaery?"

"In 2 weeks, preparations are already under away why."

"Good, your grace I know this might be out of hand but you chose to be honourable and honest, so here it is, we just had a war due to an affair in the royal couple, we don't need another," Ned hinted awkwardly.

"Yes of course, why would there be something like that," he asked curiously, knowing what he was getting at but trying to avoid it.

"The rumours about you and Loras, I have talked to the other Kingsguard they know ti is true, it has to stop, for the good of the kingdom."

"Your my hand, my personal life is none of your business. You overstep," he snapped back warning him off this subject.

"I would always be honest with your brother and that is how I am going to be here. And yes it is, You are King. Being a king is more than have tactical knowledge or being loved by the kingdom, or being respected. Being King is a burden not a right you need to earn that right, the seven kingdoms need stability, if you give any fire or ammunition to potential rivals because of these rumours about you with Loras, the consequences of it will be on your conscience for the rest of your life," Eddard spoke firmly and strongly, and then left leaving Renly stunned that Eddard had the backbone to bring that up with him.

The next day at midday he was seated in the central seat in the main stand looking over into the combat arena and the rest of the audience of nobles and rich merchants who had come to see the result of the trial by combat between the Red Viper and The Manticore which was Ser Amory's coat of arms.

Prince Oberyn came out from his shaded area where had had been drinking wine, he waltzed out valiantly spinning his mighty ash spear which was eight feet long with a steel spearhead and spike too the roar of the crowd.

As Prince Oberyn turned around to face Ser Amory Lorch who was approaching from the opposite side of the arena clad head to toe in steel plate with not even his head visible only his eyes through 2 slits, he wielded a long sword and a shield with his coat of arms on it.

He stood up and commenced the battle with words, "May the Seven judge your fate."

Oberyn swung his spear above his head and then thrust forward swiftly aiming at Ser Amory's head, Ser Amory only just blocked with his shield. He noticed that Ser Amory was quite clumsy in his metal armour and as Oberyn wore only lightly armoured greaves, vambracesand supple leather and flowing silk, he was struggling to keep up with the lighting fast jabs and lunges of Oberyn's spear.

"Confess," Oberyn shouted emotionally, "You killed my niece,"

"You butchered her."

"You stabbed her"

"You murdered her"

"Say her name," he bellowed as he pushed Ser Amroy's sword back with the point of the spear, making the man stumble, then he quickly swept his spear around knocking Lorch's left leg out from under him with the bottom of the spear, making Ser Amory fall straight on his back.

That was when Oberyn struck flesh!

First rapidly sliding his forward spear through his own hand and finely slicing a cut through Amory's left shoulder making him drop his shield, then as he tried to get up Oberyn twirled behind him smacking him on the back this stabbing the accused through his right leg making him drop to his knees in agony, screaming in pain.

"You murdered her , you butchered her, she was only a child of 3," Oberyn roared ,fuming, "Say her name, confess."

As Oberyn was shouting, he had lost concentration and did not notice Ser Amory's sword hand reaching for his sword which was just of grasp but his fingers grabbed hold, and brought it around striking at Oberyn's legs.

The crowd gasped with surprise, but Oberyn noticed it just in time flipping backwards then landing on his feet, then leaping forward thrusting his spear to pierce Ser Amory's sword hand to which he screamed in torture.

"Say her name and I will finish it quickly," but no answer came. As Renly watched Oberyn continued slicing and stabbing, first he went for the right elbow, then his left ankle, then slashing a large gash on his face after his helm had fallen of.

"Say it and the pain will be over."

Ser Amory looked over at the seat where he was sitting and gave a final nod, then gasped "Rhaenys Targaryen," for all to hear. Then was quickly finished off with a quick thrust through the chest where the plate had come loose.

Renly stood up and spoke, "The Seven have judged, this trial is over."

After that came the executions of Cersei and Joffery. The day before Jamie had requested to see Cersei one last time which he had granted, as he knew if he was going to die he would want to see Loras one last time. The guards had told him they heard many grunts and noises form the cell they had met in, no one really wanted to know what went on in there.

Joffery had cried like a baby when he had been forced down onto the chopping block and Ser Loras swung his sword down ending the short reign of the kid tyrant.

Cersei went with more dignity not even saying a word, she just looked at the crowd uninterested as the sword came swinging down.

After that it was time for Ser Jamies trial.

"AS kingsgaurd, you swore and oath, agreeing to swear to life but as you aligned yourself with a false king you will be executed for your crime, as well as crime of attacking the Lord Hand in the street and the murder of Jory Cassel, how do you plea."

"Not guilty, I demand trial by combat. Who will face"

Renly had been expecting this, Jamie was slippery, defiant and had no honour unlike the other Kingsguard accepting their fate.

"It will be now, we will not postpone this any longer," he announced.

Now who would serve as champion, it had to be a member of the kingsguard, maybe 3 of them had the skill to beat the Kingslayer. Ser Barristan but he was older and not as quick as he used to be and Renly still needed his counsel, the Ser Bryden Blackfish, but although he was a legendary knight not one had ever said he had skill to match Jamie Lannister, the last choice was his least favourite Ser Loras. His Loras, a knight of great skill but young and not battle hardened but Loras would never forgive him is he did not let him prove himself against the kingslayer

"I choose Ser Loras as champion", he looked over to him where he stood in his armour, pleased at having being chosen he donned his helm and stepped forward/

The throne room was alive with the sound of clashes and clangs as 2 legend's swords hacked away, never finding a hole in the defence of the other, each giving and gaining ground tiring all the same.

Renly could see Jamie was tiring quicker after weeks in cell in Riverrun then, marched here he had been better fed and gained some strength back but was still not his former self, but evens till he was more than a match for Loras. As they fought he could see that Jamie was analysing each of Loras's moves and countering them looking for a single hole that he could exploit and he found it. As Loras swung up high trying to knock Jamie's balance off but Jamie rotated under the strike slicing at Loras's knees, then stabbing him in his side as Loras lurched over as blood came spurting out, he clutched his side as Jamie grabbed Loras's head as Renly watched with horror trying to control his tears, as Jamie's brought his sword over Lora's throat.

Loras just looke at him with those eyes that he yearned for so much, he looked broken apologising for failing him, then Jamie finished it with a slash at his throat.

Authors note

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