Youre majesty.
Her face was pale and her hair white as scales. Aegon stood in white as the vows were echoed.
Through the window of the keep, a small woman walked around and took out a knife and broke through the guards guard who was saving the king of a thousand new people, she rushed the queen and the on lookers were in shock,
Lord Elderloy of the isles appointed by his royal highness, tackled her and his throat was slit, Peter released his sword as the blood went across the brides dress and some on aegons shoes, and pressed it to her neck.
You're grace with your permission for this scum of a demon, ruin such a beautiful day.
Aegon looked angrier then usual.
His wife clutched his chest in fear but found guidance from his left arm. And he nodded and told her nothing as he sliced off her neck, the woven lady last wods were all queens must die and Vala magueles.
She was from Braavos only there they believe in the many faced God,
Frailin nodded and laughed.
Magic fills the realm.
Aegon cupped her hand and turned back to the priest.
We must finish.
And both man and wife.
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That night Aegon laid in his bed alone as his wife walked in and laid down.
They stared at them and nodded and bowed and walked out.
The king must perform his nightly duties from here until his last day.
Aegon turned and she grabbed his shoulder and he turned around kissing her, before she was naked she was fucked and her face gave away her niceness.