STORY TITLE: Reyne's Rebirth

PART: 09 of ?
AUTHOR: Red Jacobson ( )
DISTRIBUTION: , Questionable Questing, Hentai-Foundry, Archive of Our Own
DISCLAIMER: None of the characters you recognize belong to me, they all belong to George R.R. Martin and HBO
SUMMARY: The Lannisters believed they had destroyed the last of the Reyne family during their rebellion. But they were wrong, and in the aftermath of Prince Rhaegar's defeat of Robert Baratheon at the Trident, the last Reyne makes his plans to return.

FEEDBACK: Of course! It Makes Me Write Faster

CATEGORY: Harem
RELATIONSHIPS: Rhaegar/Lyanna, Rhaegar/Elia Martell, Randal Reyne/Daenerys Targaryen, Randal Reyne/Daenerys Targaryen/Multiple Women
RATING: NC-17

WORDS: 7,510
SPOILERS: None, goes AU before Season One of Game of Thrones

WARNINGS: If you've ever read any of my stories, you know what to expect, Oral, anal, Femme-slash, dom/sub, multiple partners, and Femme-cest. Of course, since we are talking about the Targaryen's, incest as well.

AUTHOR'S NOTE ON TYRION AND TYSHA LANNISTER: Tyrion met and married Tysha after Tywin was forced into exile, so the lie that she was a whore and the gang rape by the Lannister guardsmen never occurred in this AU.

BETA'D BY: Starway Man

The Red Keep

Randal's Rooms

Twenty minutes after the previous scene (sixth month, 302 AC)

Randal Reyne leaned back in the tub, his arm around his wife while Arianne washed him. It was interesting, the contrast in appearance between the Dornish girl and Dany - with his wife so pale and slender, and Arianne almost bronze in coloring, and far more full-figured. He was looking forward to having her breasts in his hands, as he enjoyed her. If Arianne was truly as submissive as she seemed, she would fit in very well.

He felt his wife shift slightly against him and glanced over to see that she had spread her legs, and Jasmine had one hand between Dany's legs, and the water was moving rather suspiciously. Jasmine was supposed to be washing Dany, although she was already completely clean. He suspected that Dany just enjoyed the feel of the girl's hands on her body.

Not that he blamed her, Randal had watched Jasmine bring his wife to climax just with her fingers when her mouth was busy with Imra - she was ridiculously talented in pleasing other women.

At the moment though, Randal was more interested in enjoying Arianne's hands as she rubbed the soap-covered sponge over his body, removing the sweat and dust from his afternoon's work. He had shared a smile with Dany at the way the girl leaped to help him undress, and the way Arianne licked her lips when she saw his uncovered cock for the first time. He was waiting until she finished washing him to experience her mouth, knowing from Dany's smile that the girl was quite good.

Randal had been relieved that Prince Doran had been so reasonable that afternoon - because he hadn't been lying, he had no interest in making an enemy of the man or his brother. Randal knew that he was more than fair with his blade, but that didn't mean he would be eager to face the Red Viper with metal in his hand. By sealing the alliance between the two houses, it turned the man into an ally, and by wiping a portion of the debt, it allowed Prince Doran to maintain the honor of his House without causing difficulty.

And since he had always planned to wipe out part of the debt to get the rest paid, Randal wasn't including that gold in his own plans.

But he was going to have to work on the rationale for having the daughters join him, because the other Houses were probably not going to have the enlightened attitude of the Dornish. Randal had been annoyed at the grip the foolish 'Faith of the Seven' had on the Great Houses - he had thought that it had been mostly confined to the smallfolk, and they could be generally ignored as long as the proper public observances were met.

But no - having the Great Houses in the grip of the Andals' religious nonsense was causing him difficulties he hadn't anticipated, and the fact that Dany was having second thoughts meant that his goal of expanding his family would be delayed. At least she hadn't raised any objections to Larra having his child - but then, Dany and Larra had become close to friends through their written correspondence. Maybe that would be an avenue to consider?

At that point, Randal felt Arianne's hand wrap around his cock and started stroking, breaking his concentration completely. Shaking his head with a slight smile, Reyne could plot and plan later, he sat back and relaxed.

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Arianne smiled happily, her hand gripping her new Lord's cock. Her Lady had already shown that she was able to give her what she craved, and from the way that the Princess deferred to her husband, she suspected that her Lady enjoyed the same sort of treatment she did. She already knew that Jasmine loved it when her Lord took control, and it had sent a shiver of excitement throughout Arianne's core when the serving maid mentioned being tied to the bed and taken. She could hardly wait to enjoy it for herself!

And, afterward, if Ser Randal was anything like her other lovers, he would be in a talkative mood... and she'd listen very carefully, because he might say anything that her father could use. As far as she could tell, Doran Martell didn't have any reason to move against the Reynes and the Tarbecks , it was just her father's normal caution and determination to put the family in the most advantageous position possible. Her father had actually expressed approval of the negotiating tack that Ser Randal had taken, allowing both of them to leave the table with their goals met and honor intact.

"I'm enjoying your hand, my girl, but it's time for you to show me what you can do with your mouth," her Lord's voice cut into her thoughts, and Arianne automatically moved to follow his order. Moving closer, Arianne's tongue came out and started licking his shaft, enjoying the way it pulsed under her attention, before wrapping her lips around the bulb. Taking him into her mouth, she started sucking automatically, letting the way he moved guide her. She had enjoyed multiple men in her mouth over the last few years and didn't even need to think about what her body was doing, allowing her to consider the situation she was in.

After the conversation at the wedding feast, and then their silent connection the next morning as Ser Randal and his Lady left the bedding chamber, Arianne knew that she wanted to give herself to both of them. And could tell they both wanted her as well, but she wasn't expecting to get more than a night of fun. It had been a pleasant shock when her father told her of Ser Randal's offer, and she had to restrain herself from hugging him when the man had told her he had agreed to it.

Arianne had been quick to see the benefits of being one of Princess Daenerys' companions for the next few years, even outside the bed-chamber. Developing a friendly relationship with a member of the Royal Family, and other daughters of the Great Houses, would be helpful when she took over from her father.

Father had been amused that Ser Randal was going to be offering other Houses the same offer he'd received, so Arianne would expect to find other daughters of the Great Houses naked in the same bed with her in the future. She was looking forward to it! Especially young Margaery Tyrell, she'd spent a bit of time with the girl after escorting the couples to the bedding chamber, and she had a delightfully filthy imagination!

There was a stirring in the bath and Arianne lifted her head, only to see that Jasmine had moved from her position. But before she could question her, Arianne felt her hands pulled behind her back and held in place by her wrists. She shivered with delight, and then it got even better because Ser Randal put his hands on either side of her head, keeping her still as he started pumping his cock into her mouth.

Arianne gleefully surrendered to her Lord's desires, relaxing her mouth and throat as much as she could and letting him take his pleasure. She was greatly enjoying the feelings he was pulling from her, and then she felt Jasmine's fingers sliding into her pussy and rubbing her, and it was all Arianne could do not to collapse from the sensations!

She sucked him as her Lord pumped in and pulled back, her whole body rocking with pleasure, and when he pushed all the way in and exploded in her mouth? Everything she was feeling pulled together in her belly and shot through her, triggering the greatest explosion of pleasure she'd ever experienced. Somehow Arianne managed to keep him in her mouth and swallow everything, but she had no idea how.

At last, he finished and pulled back, and Arianne collapsed against his leg, her body quaking as she rode the waves of pleasure, until everything faded away, leaving her with a blissful smile on her face.

Distantly she heard her Lady chuckle, "And just think, my girl, we have all night to play. Now, get up and get yourself cleaned, it's almost time for dinner!"

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Winterfell

After Breakfast

The Next Day

Jamie Lannister had risen early, still shaken by what he had learned the night before, but he'd managed to conceal his thoughts and feelings from his men as he joined them for breakfast. He wasn't happy that several of the men were showing obvious signs of being hungover, but after riding hard for so long, he wasn't going to say anything - yet.

Finishing his breakfast, he got one of the servants to give him directions to the stables. Jamie knew that the Starks would treat his mounts well, but still wanted to see for himself.

After seeing to the horses, and talking briefly to the groom, Jamie walked out to the courtyard, attracted by the sound of swords ringing together. He watched briefly as two young boys, brothers by the look of them, swung at each other. They were clearly just starting to learn how to use the blade, the edges were dulled and the points blunted to avoid them hurting each other.

The boys were being watched by a young man - he was maybe seven and ten years old, just showing his first beard, who called out pointers to the boys, who he called Bran and Rick. Hearing the names, Jamie realized that these must be Lord Stark's two youngest sons, and the brothers of Robb, who took the harpy off his hands. He automatically felt friendlier to the young boys, and stepped closer, watching the way they moved.

The older boy, Bran (Brandon?) he assumed, was good at keeping moving, dodging his younger brother's attempts at strikes, but his skill with the sword was dangerously weak. Against an actual opponent, the boy would be dead before he could do his fancy footwork. The younger boy, Rickon if Jamie remembered correctly, was enthusiastic, but that could be just as dangerous as his brother's timidness.

When the two boys broke apart, he stepped fully into view. The two young boys stared at him in awe; apparently, they recognized his uniform, while the young man looked at him warily. Walking forward, Jamie smiled reassuringly, "My apologies for intruding. I didn't mean to interrupt, but I was curious when I heard the sounds of the swords clashing."

The young man relaxed slightly, "They wanted to practice what they've been learning, so they can show their father when he returns from Kings Landing. I'm Lord Theon Greyjoy, Heir to the Lord Paramount of the Iron Islands."

The squidling extended his hand, and Jamie took it with a smile. So, this was the hostage? Jamie hadn't been involved in putting down the Greyjoy rebellion, he and his troop were too far away, but word had filtered through the ranks. "Ser Jamie Lannister, brother of Lord Tyrion, Lord of Casterly Rock."

With the formalities out of the way, Theon introduced the young boys and sent them on their way, saying he would see them that afternoon, after their lessons with Master Cassel for more practice.

When they were alone, Theon looked at him curiously, "If I may ask, what brings one of the King's Knights so far north? King Rhaegar tends to let us handle our own security."

Jamie nodded, "True. But from what I understand, we were sent here because Lord Stark was concerned about reports he'd been receiving, and we were the closest to Winterfell."

The younger man frowned, and Jamie waited quietly for him to speak. "I can understand that, I suppose… there's something going on behind the Wall, and whatever it is, it's scaring the shit out of people. We've already caught and executed four deserters from the Watch this year, all of them terrified out of their minds and babbling about the White Walkers returning. And the Wildlings seem a lot more organized when they try to get through the Wall. Saying that there's a King Beyond the Wall again."

"Yes. That's what I heard as well, but the guard captain seemed to think it was all nonsense," Jamie said, as neutrally as possible, although he noticed that Lord Theon grimaced at the mention of the man.

"Well, if you're referring to the same man I think you are, I'm not surprised. He doesn't have the intelligence or imagination to realize that there might be things besides men walking around, beyond the Wall. I've never been there, but I know that it's not just Wildlings we are keeping out - you don't need to build a seven hundred foot wall, just for that!"

Anything else Greyjoy was going to say was interrupted by the sounds of horses coming toward them. Jamie looked over and saw a handful of grooms leading the horses, with several knights walking beside them, all with wide smiles on their faces.

Jamie was surprised to see a savage smile on Theon's face, and asked, "You seem pleased to see the men returning. Can I ask why?"

"They were sent to capture that accursed rapist Ramsay Snow, the Bastard of the Dreadfort! He's been raping and killing for over a year, and it seems they've finally caught him. I tell you, the man was a fucking monster! He and his Bastard's Boys would flay men alive, and then rape and kill their wives and daughters in front of the corpse. The men wouldn't be back unless they were successful, and that means that the rapist and his friends are hanging from a tree somewhere, or else fed to his dogs. Either way, he's dead, and that makes me happy!"

There wasn't anything Jamie could say to that, so he just nodded. Capturing and executing a mad dog like that is always something to be celebrated. Seeing that Lord Theon was distracted by the new arrivals, he quickly said his farewells and headed to find a place to write his report to the King.

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Kings Landing

Family Dining Room

Breakfast Time

King Rhaegar shared an amused glance with his wives as their goodbrother and Princess Daenerys arrived at breakfast, accompanied by Princess Arianne. Ser Randal and his wife were completely composed, while the Dornish Princess seemed dazed, with a dreamy smile on her face that didn't fade even as she ate. None of the others seemed to be paying attention, though - the conversation was on Ned and his family leaving to return to Winterfell the next morning.

Elia leaned in and softly said, "Husband, if you and Lyanna didn't keep me so satisfied, I'd be very tempted to slide into Ser Randal's bed... just to find out just what he did to my niece to give her that smile."

Lyanna laughed quietly but nodded, which made Rhaegar chuckle. He was well aware they were both teasing him, although he was slightly curious as to how his sister and her husband had managed to sate the Dornish Princess. His smile faded as he thought about how he was going to approach the conversation with his goodbrother.

Rhaegar had met with the two Tarbeck women not long after they had arrived at the Keep, and gently explained why he had them brought to him. The old women had nearly collapsed in tears when he told them of the survival of Ser Randal's parents, and that he would be telling Ser Randal in the morning and ask if he wanted to meet them. Rhaegar was confident that his goodbrother would be eager to meet more family, considering how much he emphasized rebuilding the Reyne family.

As they finished eating, Rhaegar leaned forward and said, "Ser Randal? If you and your wife would stay behind? I need to speak with you about something that you might find... interesting."

His goodbrother looked up at him with an expression of curiosity on his face before he nodded and returned to his meal.

After the meal

The King walked into his solar, followed by his wives and Ser Randal and Daenerys. Taking a seat at his desk, Rhaegar said, "When you were growing up, Ser Randal, did your mother ever mention any sisters or aunts?"

Randal looked surprised, but nodded, "Yes, Your Grace. She had two older sisters, Rohanne and Cyrelle - who were killed in the Sack of Tarbeck Hall. May I ask why you are bringing up such a painful subject, Your Grace?"

"Because your mother was mistaken. Her sisters did not die - they survived the Sack, and I just discovered yesterday afternoon that the two of them were forced into taking vows as Silent Sisters."

His goodbrother's reaction was heartening, as a look of honest excitement spread across his face, and it looked like Randal was barely restraining himself from leaping to his feet. "My aunts are truly alive? Where are they? Are they in the Sept? Can you get me permission to visit?" Randal's questions were coming almost faster than he could hear, and Rhaegar had to laugh, especially at the look of shock on Daenerys' face!

"Of course you can see them, my goodbrother. As soon as I found out, I contacted the High Septon, and your aunts are waiting anxiously to see you. I'll take you and Daenerys to them right now, if you like?"

Ser Randal was on his feet before the words left his lips, his hand gripping Dany's and the man was bouncing like a little boy on his name-day.

Standing, Rhaegar gestured for his wives to stay behind and he left the room, his sister and Randal right behind him. He missed the conspiratorial smiles on his wives' faces as they looked at each other, and probably would have been worried if he'd seen them.

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The Red Keep

Princess Arianne's Quarters

Twenty Minutes Later

The Princess had been surprised to see the two of them show up at her door, but quickly invited them in. Elia took the lead since it was her idea, but Lyanna had been just as curious so she wasn't hard to convince.

It only took a few minutes of polite chat before Elia leaned forward and said, "So, it was obvious that you enjoyed your time with Ser Randal, tell us all about it!"

Arianne looked surprised for a second before she grinned. "Oh, it was fantastic. But a story like that needs to be enjoyed in the bath, where our small clothes don't get in the way of our enjoyment."

Standing, Arianne called for one of the serving maids to prepare a bath for the three of them, before going to a cabinet and pulling out a bottle of wine and three glasses. She poured a glass for each of them and took a sip before she said, "The bath will be ready in a minute or two, so let's get out of these stupid clothes!"

Arianne started unbuttoning her dress, showing that she had forgone her small clothes, but what Lyanna found more interesting was that she had also removed all her hair between her legs. She knew that there had to be a story there, especially since the serving girls who Ser Randal had bedded before his wedding had also been hairless.

Elia wasted no time in removing her own clothing, and Lyanna only hesitated for an instant, her Northern upbringing raising its head again, even after so many years sharing her life and bed with her Dornish sister wife. But she was soon just as naked as the other two women and carrying her glass of wine to the bath where she was surprised to see Elia's maid, Mysa, was waiting with the two maids belonging to Ser Randal and Daenerys.

Settling into the steaming water, Lyanna grinned at the younger girl and said, "So, we are in the tub, tell us what happened!"

Arianne smiled, "From the minute I knocked on the door and Jasmine," she gestured to the girl washing Lyanna, "opened it, I knew I was going to be in for a wild time. Mostly because it was obvious that Jasmine had tossed on her dress in an awful hurry, and I was right! I heard my Lady calling me through an open door, so I went to her, to find her soaking in the tub. She invited me to join her, so I quickly stripped down and then..."

Arianne had the two of them, and Irma and Mysa, fascinated by the time she finished describing what had happened; and Lyanna had to admit it did sound extremely exciting, sexually speaking. She didn't quite have the same reaction Elia did to hearing about how Ser Randal had used her mouth while Jasmine was holding her wrists, but she did understand why the girl enjoyed it so much.

In fact, all of them were excited that the maids had to take a break from washing to use their mouths to get them calmed down enough to hear the rest of the story.

After the maids had finished, Arianne smirked, "And, believe it or not, that was just the beginning! We all had to get dressed and go to dinner, which was absolutely beautiful torture because my Lady was whispering in my ear the whole time about what she and my Lord were going to be doing to me when we returned to his chambers."

Arianne picked up her glass and took a sip of the wine before continuing, "We no sooner got back to the room when my Lord ordered me to remove the dress, and he called Jasmine and Irma into the room. The two of them were already naked and smiling eagerly, they knew what was about to happen.

"My Lord had the two of them, as well as my Lady, who had also removed her dress, sit on the side of the bed with their legs spread. My Lord smacked me on the ass, and had me get down on my hands and knees and crawl over to the bed. When I got to Jasmine, he ordered me to sit up and put my hands behind my back - and before I knew it, he had used his belt to tie them together, and then I had to use my mouth to make each of the women climax before I could serve him!

"I did my best of course, but without being able to use my hands, it was difficult. Especially since I heard my Lord telling them to do their best not to cum and they would get a reward!"

Lyanna turned to Jasmine with a raised eyebrow, and the girl laughed, "The reward was that Princess Daenerys would use her mouth on us if we lasted long enough. Which we did, but just barely."

That wasn't what Lyanna was expecting to hear, at all. And from the surprised expression on her face, Elia wasn't expecting it either. Unless it was something that Ser Randal wanted her to do? She could easily see her niece happily submitting to the other girls, if it pleased her husband.

Arianne was still telling the story, though, so Lyanna focused on what the girl was saying - it was more than a little exciting.

"As Jasmine said, it took a lot of work on my part, but I managed to pleasure all three women, and then my Lord had the three of them playing on the bed while he moved behind me and started rubbing his cock on my pussy. Of course, I was already drenched and ready for whatever he wanted - and he didn't disappoint me, not at all!"

Arianne chuckled, "I've never been stretched the way he stretched me, and my Lord moved so that he was touching every sensitive spot in my pussy. I was really enjoying the way he was taking me, and starting to move with him, to get him even deeper - when he grabbed the belt around my wrists, and pulled me upright! It was incredible, the feeling of his cock spearing me, and when he used his other hand to spank me? I lost it! I'd never cum as hard in my life as I did right then, I lost all sense of what was going on... I just knew that I was feeling pleasure I'd never felt before, and never wanted it to end."

Lifting her glass of wine, Arianne took a sip, "And you know what? It didn't end, not for a long while afterward. Because just as I was starting to recognize where I was and what was happening, I felt something wet being rubbed around my back hole, and then his finger was rubbing the muscle before sliding it inside me. Now, I'd never had anything in there before, and I was really curious - but scared at the same time, who wouldn't be? But then he started moving his finger around and stretching me out, and there wasn't any pain, so I started relaxing.

Arianne smiled slightly, remembering the night before. "It was getting to where I was enjoying his fingers, and then I felt a woman's fingers touching my pussy, rubbing me and getting me worked up again. It was a surprise since I thought that my Lady was busy with the two girls, but she was the one who was fingering me. I didn't have time to really enjoy it, because my Lord had worked the other three fingers into my bottom, and was stretching me out.

"It felt really unusual, but I was starting to enjoy it, it was just so... nasty! He added the fourth finger, and was pumping them in and out, while still spanking me - and I swear I drenched the Myrish carpet under me, I was so wet! But then I felt fingers rubbing my pussy, and looked down to see my Lady had gotten off the bed and was kneeling in front of me. Princess Daenerys grinned at me, and then moved so she was kissing me, and at the same time she worked two fingers into my pussy. It was incredible, the feeling of being filled front and back... but then my Lord pulled his fingers out, and I felt the head of his cock pressing against me. I tried to relax, because he was so big and I was nervous, but my Lady's fingers were making me feel so good that he was able to push into my bottom easily."

Lyanna closed her eyes, as she pictured the scene. It was easy enough to visualize; she'd been in a similar situation countless times over the years, her husband filling her ass as her sister wife worked her fingers into her pussy, and she had loved it every time! Hearing Elia moan softly, Lyanna opened her eyes and glanced over, seeing that her sister wife was just as affected as she was... oh, she knew that Rhaegar was going to be in for a pleasant surprise later on, when they caught up with him!

A louder moan pulled her attention to the other woman and Lyanna grinned. Arianne was leaning back in the tub, her fingers playing with her nipples, pinching them as she rubbed her legs together under the water. Lyanna kept quiet, waiting for the girl to continue, which she did.

"I couldn't believe how full I felt, with my Lord taking my ass, and my Lady plunging all four fingers into my pussy at the same time. But then my Lord reached around and fondled my tits, his hands rough as he played with them. He would pull and pinch them, shooting pleasure all through me, and then my Lady would lick and suck them until it just got to be too much, and everything overwhelmed me. The last thing I remember was feeling my Lord swelling in my ass, and then his seed flooding me before everything went black!

Arianne opened her eyes and grinned, "That was just the start of the night, though - it was hours later before we fell asleep, and he had me using my mouth on the women again as he took them. And in the end, my Lord ordered me to lick his cum from all three of their pussies. I'm sure I was still smiling when I fell asleep, I know my Lady and the other girls were!"

The Red Keep

Private Guest Quarters

The Same Time

Dany smiled softly as she watched her husband, usually so strong and in control, break down and cry tears of happiness as Randal embraced the two old women. They were just as teary-eyed, so it wasn't that big a surprise, as the three of them were talking at once. From what she could make out, her husband was apologizing for not knowing they had survived and getting them out of there, while his aunts were trying to soothe him.

They had been like that for several minutes, almost from the instant that the door opened. Her husband had introduced her to his aunts, and then they were lost to everything else. Dany made a note to ensure that rooms were included for the two of them at Castamere because she doubted that they would be able to make the trip across the sea to Braavos to see their younger sister. Of course, with Tywin Lannister now dead, depending on her health - her good-mother might just be willing to make the trip. It would be something to discuss with her husband.

Dany shared a look with her brother, and was glad to see that the King was just as affected as she was. Her brother very rarely showed his true feelings, keeping his kingly mask in place, but she could see that he was happy to have brought about the reunion between the three of them.

Seeing the family happily reuniting, Dany wondered - was it possible that Viserys was still alive? She had almost no memories of her older brother, and what she did remember frightened her, but the man was still part of her family and it was only natural to wonder. She knew that her father had succumbed to the madness again and died many years ago, but hadn't heard anything about her brother. The King had made it clear that he wasn't comfortable discussing Viserys, so she couldn't ask him. Perhaps she could have a word with Varys?

Finally, her husband and his aunts broke apart, and Randal gestured for her to join them. Dany walked forward, noticing that the King had stepped out the door, giving them some privacy.

The Red Keep

King Rhaegar's Solar

Later That Morning

Rhaegar had just sat down and reached for the first of the reports that needed his attention, when the door opened. He looked up in surprise because nobody was supposed to be able to get in without being announced, but then he saw who it was and relaxed. His wives were walking through the door and Lyanna closed and locked it. He was about to ask them what they needed when the two of them started removing their clothing.

Rhaegar just smiled at the predatory look on the two women's faces, before he stood up, moving around the desk.

Elia said, "Husband, the two of us found out why my niece was in such a daze this morning. And if you don't want the two of us to track down Ser Randal and ask for the same treatment, you need to put the same smile on our faces, right now!"

"Have I ever failed my loves?" Rhaegar laughed as he reached for the two of them, the reports could wait!

Casterly Rock

The Lord's Solar

Later That Day

Tyrion Lannister looked up with a smile, as his wife knocked lightly on the door frame. He waved her in, "Just a moment, love. I'm almost finished."

Tysha walked gingerly toward the offered seat, her hand resting on her swollen belly. As she lowered herself into the chair, she sighed, "Tyrion, I love you, you know that. But if you want another babe, you can carry the next one yourself!"

The dwarf laughed and set the letter he was reading aside. Moving from behind his desk, Tyrion leaned up and kissed her, "Don't worry, Tysha - two is more than enough, I already promised you that. And the King is going to be sending Maester Marwyn to assist when the time comes. Besides, I don't really think my hips are wide enough to give birth!"

Tysha laughed, "No, probably not. But what's wrong? You don't usually spend this much time with your raven messages."

Tyrion grimaced, "Nothing good, I'm afraid. Mostly reports of trouble in the North, and Jamie is on his way there, if he isn't there already."

Tysha nodded, she was aware that her husband's older brother was one of the few members of his family that he was on good terms with. Jamie and his Aunt Genna were the only ones to actually treat Tyrion with any sort of kindness as a child, and he'd never forgotten that. Well, there was also his Uncle Gerion, but from what she'd heard he was a fourth son who'd cared little what Tywin Lannister thought - and left to seek out the family's ancestral sword, Brightroar...

"Is there any information about what the trouble is? And will it affect us?" Tysha asked worriedly. Even after all these years, she wasn't completely comfortable with her status as Lady of the Rock, what with her background as a crofter's daughter - and most of the highborn having little respect for her marriage.

"Apparently the White Walkers are back, and I really hope that such rumors are wrong. Not only because I won't be able to jape about grumpkins and snarks anymore, but because if those ice monsters really are there, the troubles they'll cause won't stay behind the Wall for long! I'm going to need to put the word out to start recruiting more men, raise levies and whatnot. Because if the Walkers manage to get through the Wall, we're going to need every advantage we can get."

"The White Walkers? They are real?"

Tyrion nodded grimly, "Oh, they're real alright, or at least they were. I've read the family legends from when they marched before, roughly eight thousand years ago. Do you remember hearing about the Long Night? That's when it happened, and it took the combined armies of the First Men from all over Westeros to drive them back, and raise the Wall. Thousands were killed then, and the Seven Kingdoms are a lot more populous now, so who knows how many would die this time..."

There wasn't much she could say to that, and Tyrion knew that. He loved his wife dearly and had since the first time he saw her, but her family didn't have the history the Lannister's did. So Tysha couldn't understand the bone-deep terror he felt even thinking about those monsters breaking through the Wall! And there was so little Valyrian steel to be found in this day and age, would they be able to force the enemy back this time?

Shoving the dark thoughts aside by force of will, Tyrion smiled, "Well, there's nothing to be gained by worrying too much about it now. And I'm sure that Aunt Genna has the servants bringing the food out, so we'd better get down there to the feast hall."

Tysha grimaced, "Don't remind me, husband. I love your father's sister dearly, but I don't need more lectures on how to get through a pregnancy. - I've done it before, and far more recently than she has!"

Tyrion shook his head with a smile. His aunt tried to run him and Tysha the way she ran her late husband, and it drove her crazy that he wouldn't bend, so she tried to turn Tysha into a younger version of her, which his wife didn't appreciate. But they'd get through it, they always did.

The Red Keep

Lord Stark's Rooms

Later That Evening

Ned looked around the room, checking to make sure that everything was packed for the trip back to Winterfell. Yes, his servants were good at what they did, and the steward wasn't the type to make such mistakes - but the Lord of Winterfell still liked checking for mistakes, as no man was infallible

He had enjoyed visiting with his sister and her husband, but he was also anxious to get back home, to the North. It just didn't feel right, lazing around in the warmer weather while the Old Gods alone knew what was happening behind the Wall. Ned didn't know why, but he couldn't shake the feeling that things were worse than Benjen and the other men knew up there, and Winterfell was in deadly peril. Which meant that he and his family were going to be right in the middle of whatever was happening, and who would lead them if he fell?

Ned was doing his best to keep his face impassive, but it was damned difficult. For so many years he'd looked on Robb as his Heir to the office of Lord Paramount and Warden of the North, but now the boy was going to be staying behind with his wife, the damned Crown Princess, and daughter of the King! Not that he had any objection to the girl Robb had married; Rhaenys was quite a beauty, and fiery enough to keep Robb busy and amused for years. And he didn't object to the possibility of grandchildren, either.

But it still left the Quiet Wolf without an Heir that was old enough to take over, if need be. It would take Bran or Rickon a long time to learn the duties and skills needed...

Well, at least Aemon would be staying in the North, and with his cousin Arya as his new wife, it would ensure that Stark blood remained at Winterfell. If they could hold back whatever it was long enough, he could start teaching his sister's boy all that he needed to know, and name Aemon Regent until either Bran or Rickon were old enough to take over. Something to think about...

Catelyn was having the same problem, leaving Robb and Sansa behind - but not for the same reasons as him, Ned didn't think. Sansa had always been more like Cat in personality, showing the Tully side, while Arya was almost pure Stark from the moment she left the nipple. Ned knew that Arya had driven her mother to distraction quite a few times, and he had to hide his laughter because she was reminding him so much of Lyanna at the same age.

Although, at least Lyanna had waited until she was fully grown before deciding to get married!

Ned still had to suppress the urge to threaten his nephew for defiling Arya that way... never mind that from what he'd heard, it was his sweet and innocent daughter (HA!) who'd been the one to tumble the lad, instead. He just didn't want or need to think about how his daughter was wedded and bedded so young.

Never mind what he and Robert had been doing at that age, that was different!

Taking another look around the room, Ned nodded in satisfaction; there was nothing left behind. He could hear the family laughing from the common room and so put a slight smile on his face; it wouldn't do to have them worrying about things they couldn't control.

The Red Keep

Randal and Daenerys's Rooms

Later That Night

Randal smiled down at his sleeping wife, cuddled naked against him. It was just the two of them in bed this evening, and they had loved each other several times before Dany had to plead for a rest. He didn't mind, he was still so happy about finding a family he didn't know about!

Randal had spent part of the afternoon, while his aunts were resting, writing to his parents, to tell them what he had discovered. And then he and Dany had written to Larra, knowing that she would be just as thrilled as they were. He had taken several of the gold dragons that he'd found in Baelish's office and gave them to his aunts so they could replace the clothing and other items that had been ruined when they were captured. It wouldn't give them back the years they'd lost, but it was a start.

The King had asked him if they were going to be joining the rest of the family for dinner, but a quick look at his aunts told him that they weren't ready to be around that many people yet, never mind their vows of silence and abstention from worldly affairs. Rhaegar had just nodded and given orders for their dinner to be served in the room they were in. Randal did wonder why the King had given him an amused look, but the man seemed to be extremely relaxed, so he didn't worry about it.

The dinner conversation was fairly stiff at first, until Randal had asked the two old women if they wanted to join his family at Castamere when it was rebuilt, and staying with him until then if he could arrange it. Fortunately, they had immediately accepted. They had spent the rest of the meal exchanging stories, with Dany telling the story of the Tournament and their courtship. Randal was glad that Dany had been comfortable enough to join the conversation, but then, she had been raised to be comfortable in any social situation, so it wasn't a surprise. His aunts had taken to his wife right away, wanting to know if she was pregnant yet. Dany had just laughed and said if she wasn't, it wasn't for lack of trying, which made the old women laugh.

It was going to be strange, getting to know two women who had, until this morning, existed only as stories his mother had told. Of course, it was more difficult for his aunts, because they had no idea that any of their family had escaped the massacre back then. They were both writing to his mother, and hopefully his letter would get there first to prepare her for the missives. Otherwise, the shock might be hard for the old Lady Reyne to take.

At least tomorrow would hopefully be calmer, Randal had had a meeting with two of the families that had told him they would be able to pay their old debts in full. He would still offer them a place in the Alliance and waiving part of the debt, just so nobody would feel slighted; but would not be suggesting they send a daughter to join them.

Of course, the gold those families were providing was already destined to be sent to the Iron Bank, thanks to Baelish's schemes, but that couldn't be helped. Randal grimaced, at this rate he'd end up having to take over those brothels himself just to keep the gold flowing to pay the existing debts!

That was something he needed to discuss with Dany... unless he could find somebody he trusted to take them over? It was unfortunate that the only men he was that friendly with were Robb and the King, and he couldn't see either of them being willing to run a brothel!

Yes, well. Something to think about in the morning, he needed to get some sleep right now.

End Chapter Nine