Jaehaerys heard his father crystal clear yet his brain failed to comprehend what his father was saying due to the absurdity of the notion. War… against House Targaryen. Who would be foolish enough to fight against us when we have regained our ultimate strength that has not been seen in over a century. The dark prince perused the map delicately laid out on the table of the small council chambers and saw that it was a map detailing the combination of both Westeros and Essos with many of the realms shipping routes being highlighted.

"Who exactly is mad enough to declare war on us at this moment in time?" the Dragonwolf could not help but ask his father.

"Euron Greyjoy my son, but I believe he goes by the moniker of the crows eye these days."

"Balon Greyjoy's younger brother. I thought that mad man was dead after sailing into the smoking sea a few years ago."

"Evidently not My Prince" remarked that fool Connington.

The dark prince levelled a glare at the rooster for speaking to him without being spoken to and made his way to an open seat opposite his brother. As annoyed as he was that his fun was being interrupted by the idiocy of that Ironborn scum, a part of him was excited at the prospect of going into a proper battle to truly test his mettle rather than participating in tourneys against the same opponents and the occasional small skirmishes against fools that could barely swing a blade with competence.

"So how exactly has he declared war on us? I mean Balon is still the Lord of those shitty little islands and his last living son is a hostage at Winterfell."

"The Redwyne fleet anchored at the Arbor and the Shield islands were both attacked and set ablaze in the midst of the night with cover provided by the darkness, reminiscent of the burning of the Lannister fleet during their pathetic little rebellion years ago. As for Balon, well he is dead, apparently he fell of a bridge on Pyke during a storm" said his father.

"How convenient that Balon takes a tumble to death coinciding with Euron's return."

"Indeed My Prince" replied Lord Stannis.

"Lord Varys, I wish for you to fill the council on what your little birds have learnt" ordered his father.

"Yes Your Grace. As you all know Euron ventured to Old Valyria and was last seen sailing the smoking sea, however what many do not know is that he spent a great deal of time in Qarth. Apparently the most prominent warlocks from the house of the undying treated him as a guest of honour."

"Why would the Qartheen warlocks do such a thing for a pirate, especially one of Westerosi origin?" enquired Aegon.

"I do not know My Prince, my little birds only learnt of his stay in Qarth due to some wealthy merchants discussing it on their travels. Qarth is too far out east by the Jade sea for me to establish a proper network of little birds."

"What about the Pureborn?" asked Jaehaerys.

"What about them My Prince?" responded Varys

"The Pureborn are the true rulers of Qarth, even the warlocks heed their word, they are known for their greed and Euron is the most wanted man in the known world from almost every Lord in Westeros desiring his head to the God-Emperor of Yi Ti declaring him a criminal and placing a bounty on his person. So I want to know why would the Pureborn allow him to be feted by the warlocks rather than claim said bounty and mayhaps even build better relations with those that use their routes for trade?"

Jaehaerys looked around the table and could see that his thoughts had intrigued many of the council members as their faces showed they were musing over what was said. His father looked to be in deep thought and began to speak.

"Are you saying that you think the Pureborn are backing Euron in this endeavour?"

"It makes sense father. I mean when he was exiled he had nothing but his ship and his reputation which only grew more notorious with each pillaged town. Not to mention, he is allowed to enter Qarth and is honoured there, meets the warlocks and then decides to go to Valyria, only to return and declare war on us so brazenly."

"I have to concur with Jaehaerys father, the Redwyne fleet is extensive unlike the Lannister fleet and with it being situated at two different areas and still being destroyed means Euron himself has bolstered his own fleet. Considering the limitations placed on the Iron fleet it makes sense he has some backing to have been able to do so."

"But why would the Qartheen risk war against us now?" asked Lord Connington.

"It does not matter why, what matters is they have and they will rue the day they decided to wake the dragon" growled out his father.

"What is the plan father?" Jaehaerys asked.

"I want ravens sent to all kingdoms calling forth the banners, no doubt Lord Tywin will be on watch to see if they attack Lannisport once more. The Ironborn fled once they had burnt the Redwyne fleet. Lord Velaryon I want the royal fleet ready to sail as soon as possible. This time the dragons will fly and put the Ironborn down for good."

"What about the Qartheen?" asked Aegon.

"They will answer for their crimes once Euron's head is placed on a spike."

Jaehaerys felt a shiver at his father's tone and a broad smile made its way onto his face knowing that his father was serious. His father dismissed them after giving further instructions to each person on the council for the day before ordering them to reconvene in the evening. Jaehaerys was ordered to get the men at arms ready to march for war and he relished the opportunity. Leaving the council chambers straight for the yard to address the knights sworn to his house and to assess if they were ready for true combat.

A few hours later

Jaehaerys was sitting in the boiling tub of water, relaxing his sore muscles from the gruelling day of training in preparation for the battles to come. He may end up sitting atop Vhagar for the majority of the time, laying waste to their enemies with dragon fire, but mayhaps there would come a time where he would have to enter the fray and bloody his sword. Thus it was better to be suitably prepared lest he pay for his over confidence with his life and knowing his family they would find a way to resurrect him, only to kill him once more for his idiocy.

The dark prince leant his head back to rest on the edge of the tub and let out a small groan of satisfaction as the water provided some soothing. As time slowly crept on, he felt his eyes get heavy with fatigue and considering he had another council meeting to attend after dinner, he decided that a small nap would not hurt and gave in to the dark.

As soon as he woke up the first things he felt were a pair of small, delicate hands rubbing his shoulders and the previously boiling water now at a much cooler temperature. He did not bother to turn and see who was giving him such a pleasurable massage as he assumed it was probably Tyene who had snuck into his chambers. Jaehaerys closed his eyes once more and allowed himself to relax further and just enjoy the moment, but was thoroughly surprised when he heard the person speak.

"Are you enjoying yourself there my beloved grandson?"

Jaehaerys opened his eyes and quick as a panther stood from the tub with a look of shock on his face. He looked towards his grandmother and could not believe his eyes, what was she doing here? She merely graced him with a look of amusement at his disbelief.

"What is the matter Jaehaerys, are you not happy to see me?" she asked whilst feigning a look of hurt yet her lavender orbs were stuck firmly on his nude form, specifically his dangling phallus.

"No of course not grandmother. I was just surprised that you are here. I thought you were at Summerhall with Rhae and Dany."

"I was, but I decided to return a little earlier than my daughter and granddaughter. And what a time to return, Euron Greyjoy has declared war on the seven kingdoms with the backing of Qarth."

"You don't seem too worried about the prospect of war, why is that?"

"Our house has survived every trial and tribulation the Gods have thrown our way even when we were at our weakest and now that we have regained our former strength and cemented our position as the rulers of Westeros, why would I be worried about some upstart pirate backed by slavers."

"Aye we have our strength back through the dragons, but that does not mean we should be over confident. As powerful and destructive the dragons can be, it does not make them invincible. The Dornish proved that."

"The Dornish were lucky and they know it… as for over confidence, I agree with you but I know that our house through you my Dragonwolf will triumph over these would be usurpers. I have seen it."

"You have seen it?"

"Just like many in our family, I dreamt it. You leading our forces to bring fire and blood to the enemies of House Targaryen and from your victory is born an empire that spans from the sunset sea to the Jade gates. A golden era of prosperity eclipsing even that of Old Valyria."

Jaehaerys wished to laugh at what his grandmother was saying, yet the serious tone with which she spoke indicated that she was speaking the truth or what she believed to be the truth at the very least. Many in his family claimed to have dreams of the future and personally he blamed Daenys for it, ever since she had a vision of the doom and was proven correct with the volcanic explosion years later, every generation of Targaryens had a small bunch claiming to have been graced with the same gift. His grandmother was the last person he would expect to do though given her experiences with the mad king and his own father claiming to have such dreams.

"I can see that you don't believe me my boy, but soon when the future becomes the present you will see the truth of my words."

"I admit it is hard to believe, an empire that large yet our house took three centuries to solidify our hold on Westeros alone."

"That is because only now has our house been blessed with a Dragonwolf."

The moment she had said that, the queen mother stood from her seated position and grabbed a fresh towel from the bed and proceeded to dry him off. Despite being at the advanced age of fifty five years, she still retained a youthful look thanks to those blessed valyrian genes. Rhaella truly did not look a day over thirty and was still considered by many to be the most beautiful woman in the realm. She had the traditional silver-gold locks of Old Valyria accompanied with those soft lavender orbs any man could lose themselves in.

Rhaella was a vision, the maiden made flesh, hells in his opinion the maiden herself was a poor imitation of his stunning grandmother. She was pale of colour with the softest skin that was free of any blemishes and small button nose. He felt his blood stir at the sight of her and every fibre of his being was telling him to bend her over and have his way with her as was his right. Rhaella finished drying him off and looked at him expectantly as though she could read his thoughts.

Jaehaerys pounced onto the older beauty and drew her tightly against himself, his cock was rigid and placed firmly against her flat stomach. His eyes met hers and the shining lust in her eyes was clear for him to see, not to mention the arousal from her cunt filled the air like some incense had been burnt. The smell was intoxicating and he could not control himself for another second, latching onto her lips with his own. They both battled for dominance as his arms snaked around her waist and his hands made their way to fondle her backside. Rhaella reciprocated this by wrapping her own arms around his neck as their tongues continued to entangle and they exchanged saliva. Her lips were incredibly soft and he melted into the embrace, determined to win the battle to gain access to her mouth.

The young dragon lord eventually overpowered the queen mother and allowed his tongue to naturally explore her mouth with all the eagerness of a green boy. Rhaella's moans filled the chamber as soft waves of pleasure filled her the moment her grandson decided to suck on her tongue, one of her few weaknesses. Jaehaerys felt her nipples harden and his right hand went to pinch the hardened nubs to the mature woman's delight.

"I love it when you play with my nipples Jaehaerys" she moaned out in joy.

Jaehaerys did not bother to give her a reply as her arousal grew stronger and each whiff made his blood feel like it was being boiled from the inside. Releasing a low pitched growl, the Dragonwolf decided to release his inner demon from its chain and without another sound ripped her dress from her shoulders to leave her bare before him. Rather than feel scared or apprehensive, Rhaella felt the pool of arousal from her nether regions grow stronger as the moisture from her cunt dribbled down her thigh. She traced her hands over her teats, playing with both nipples and caressing them softly without breaking their eye contact.

"Do you like what you see my boy?" she asked with a seductive tone.

"Aye" he simply growled.

Jaehaerys leapt forwards and put her over his shoulder and marched towards his bed, before dumping her unceremoniously. She was flat on her back and kept her eye on her grandson, waiting to see what the unleashed Dragonwolf would do next and was not disappointed when he made his way to her dripping cunt, face first. He deeply inhaled her scent before feasting on her throbbing vagina.

"You love my cunt don't you grandson?" she gasped out.

"I do grandmother, so so much."

"Ahhh right there my Dragonwolf, that's the spot" she continued to moan.

Jaehaerys' tongue was delved deep into her slick folds, she tasted sweeter than the juiciest peach from the fertile regions of the Reach. Not even the strongest Arbor could compare to how intoxicating she tasted, he continued to eat her cunt like a starved animal. He needed her to orgasm quick, he needed a proper taste of her cum lest his blood continued to boil further. He licked small circles around her clit, eliciting whorish moans from her before sucking onto the swollen bulge.

"Fuckkk Ahhh fuckkk!" she screamed out in pleasure.

She continued to scream louder as he used one hand to furiously rub her clit and his other hand was used to finger fuck her with reckless abandon. Rhaella felt an overwhelming sensation as every nerve in her body felt like it had been lit on fire, she closed her eyes as Jaehaerys continued to have his way with her using his hands, She felt her walls begin to tighten and her body began to shake as though she was struck by a tremor.

"Fuckkk Jaehaerys I'm cumming!" she yelled.

He continued working her cunt with both hands and was rewarded a few seconds later when a wave of cum flowed out of her cunt. Releasing another growl, Jaehaerys lapped up every drop of cum and swallowed it as he felt his blood slowly cool. As her orgasm slowly trickled off, she opened her eyes to see her grandson still in between her legs and her hands reached for his cheeks. The contact made him look to her and what she saw in those orbs only seemed to inflame her loins once more. Jaehaerys removed himself from her cunt and stood on the bed with his erect cock out on display.

"Suck" he simply commanded.

For some reason she felt the need to obey and rose from her position so that was sat on her knees before his glorious cock. Rhaella cupped his heavy sack with her small hands and felt just how heavy with cum they were, so much cum and all for me. She slowly massaged his sack before tracing her way up and down his large length forcing him to groan in pleasure. A few heavy strokes later, Rhaella took him into her hot, waiting mouth. Jaehaerys was by far bigger than her dead husband and even her sweet knight Bonifer was merely a shrivelled up carrot in comparison as she struggled to take his length entirely and her lips were forced apart just due to the enlarged head. Not wanting to disappoint her grandson after the orgasm he just gifted her, she slowly licked his slit before forcing more of his length into her mouth. Once she was comfortable with more than half his length, she slowly bobbed her head back and forth to continue taking in the rest of his length.

The aged dragon was sucking his cock without any real finesse as spit cascaded out her mouth and down her chin, yet Jaehaerys was releasing low moans at the pleasurable feeling. He slowly stroked her cheeks and graced her with a smile, yet she saw a hardened look in his eyes. Jaehaerys used both hands to grip her head tightly and gave her no warning as he proceeded to fuck her face and force her to take the rest of his cock. Each thrust ended with his cock hitting the back of her throat and the feeling of being roughly choked, yet that did not matter to Jaehaerys. He continued to plough her face with no mercy, intent on cumming onto her delectable face.

"Such a good slut grandmother."

"Take my cock you fucking whore."

"Gentle and loving Rhaella is what the smallfolk call you, if only they knew that the truth was you're a cock loving whore."

Jaehaerys words of obscenity should have made her feel shame yet it only served to turn her on as she adjusted to the face fucking. She wrapped her arms around his waist, this time her hands fondling his arse making it easier for him to get deeper down her throat. However, she could only take a few more thrusts as the lack of air made her feel lightheaded, but luckily Jaehaerys seemed to realise that and stopped fucking her face so relentlessly.

"I can see you can't take much more, so its time I claim your cunt once more grandmother" he whispered harshly into her ear, his hot breath making her shiver.

Jaehaerys used his superior strength to flip her onto all fours and did not give her any time to grow accustomed to his size. With a single thrust, his entire length was buried inside her to the hilt.

"mhmaaahh so big" she cried out.

In response, he slapped her pale arse cheeks making her cry out even louder. Jaehaerys knew that anyone could hear them but he did not care as he continued to roughly spank his grandmother. Rhaella felt a searing pain with each spank, yet her cunt continued to flutter with arousal.

"Fuck me please my Dragonwolf" she begged him.

Jaehaerys grinned knowing that she was under his control for now and obliged with her begging. He began to fuck her with vigour as the sounds of their loud lovemaking echoed of the walls. Rather than continue to spank her, he placed his hands on either side of her waist to steady himself as his balls slapped the underside of her cunt with each thrust. He continued to pound her, desperate for his own release. Her tight cunt seemed to get tighter with each thrust and if it was not for her arousal he was sure that he would have torn her pussy walls in half due to the lack of lubrication.

Jaehaerys reached out with his right hand and grabbed her neck only to make her face him as he continued his assault. Rhaella's eyes were glazed over with pleasure as she lewdly moaned and he pulled her into another kiss whilst fucking her.

"I'm gonna cum" he growled out.

"Cum inside me my Dragonwolf. I want to feel your seed filling my womb."

A few thrusts later, he felt her walls clench tightly around his cock, forcing him to grit his teeth at the sensation. He knew she was close to cumming, which was perfect as with a final thrust both Targaryens came together. They both collapsed onto the bed together as they sought to catch their breath back once more.

"The council meeting is still a couple hours away..." she slowly trailed off, looking at him with that same coy smile.

"It's like you can read my mind" he replied before pulling her into another kiss.