The ten-year-old boy continued attacking the knight of the King's guard, who was quite impressed by the boy's skill and speed.

After the boy managed to land a blow on the knight's rib, the man in golden armor decided to stop the training.

"Very well done, my prince," Ser Arys Oakheart said smiling.

"I want to continue, Ser," the boy said agitatedly, several drops of sweat falling from his face.

"I think that is more than enough for today, my prince," said the knight, looking at the boy. "You did very well today." He continued when he saw that the boy wanted to protest.

"I want to continue! I'm not even tired." said the blue-eyed boy, still agitated. The knight looked at him reluctantly, but before he could answer another voice appeared.

"Yes, yes you are, you can barely continue talking and your face is drenched in sweat" the prince and the knight turned their gaze and saw Lord Stannis Baratheon walking along the beach of Dragonstone towards where they were.

"My lord," Ser Arys said, bowing his head in respect.

"Ser Arys, I believe my nephew has trained more than enough today," said Lord Stannis with a dry and rigid tone. "You can leave and I will escort my nephew back to the castle."

"Yes, my lord," the knight said respectfully. "My prince, my lord,". He bowed to them both before leaving.

The young prince watched, annoyed, as the knight of the King's guard walked away. "I wanted to continue, I still have the strength to continue practicing."

"I have no doubt about that," his uncle answered with the same rigid tone of voice with which she spoke to the gentleman. "But you shouldn't push yourself so hard, much less miss your lessons with Maester Cressen."

"He told Edric and me yesterday that he was going to teach us about the Blackfyre Rebellions, I've already learned about them." the boy said defiantly, still upset that his uncle had interrupted his training. "I learned them when I was my grandfather's ward at Casterly Rock."

"Although that may be so, it never hurts to review the history of our Kingdom again. In doing so, it reminds us not only of the great acts of the great kings and lords of the past, but also of their mistakes and how not to repeat them again." The young prince remained silent when faced with his uncle's reprimand, something he had been very good at doing.

"But I'm surprised you learned about the Blackfyre Rebellions during your years at Casterly Rock. Those lessons seem too serious for a six or nine-year-old."

"My grandfather told me that there is no age to learn the difficult lessons of the world, that sooner or later we will all face them."

"He's not wrong about that." Lord Stannis said and then got lost in his thoughts for a moment.

'He's thinking about his parents.' Steffon thought.

Stannis came to and looked at his nephew again. "Why do you keep demanding so much of yourself?" His tone was less rigid than before. "What are you trying to prove?"

"I'm just training." the boy answered

"You're doing a lot more than that." Stannis said trying to know what was going through his nephew's head. "Two days ago you gave Richard Horpe, Godry Farring and Clayton Suggs three gold coins to each one, to train with you. Why did you do that? Having Ser Arys to train you or the Warriors of Light that the red woman brought with her."

"Her name is Lady Melisandre" said Steffon looking at his annoyed, he didn't like it when they didn't call Lady Melisandre by her name. His uncle did not pay attention to the clarification, she was still waiting for him to answer her question "I like to train with different types of warriors, each of them has a different way of moving and attacking, I want to learn all aspects of combat."

Stannis was left speechless, surprised by his nephew's response, he stared at him for several seconds "Why? Do you want to be a great warrior like your uncle Jaime? Is that what you are trying to achieve?"

"¡NO!" Steffon roared in disgust, the last thing he wanted was to be compared to his uncle Jaime. Stannis was surprised by the way his nephew responded, so Steffon immediately softened his voice, "I don't want to be like him."

"Like who then?" Stannis asked. "Your father?"

Steffon shook his head.

"So?" Stannis asked again, but the boy didn't answer, he just stood there thinking about what his uncle had asked him. So Stannis bent down to be at his height, put a hand on his shoulder and looked him in the eyes.

"I'm going to give you some advice, the same one that your grandfather once gave me" the young prince seemed surprised since his uncle was not the most emotional person. "Be your own man, make your own name, do not seek to emulate others because if you do you will never get out of their shadow, I spent too much time living under your father's shadow until one day I decided to forge my own path and adopt my own code of conduct, to make sure that when someone talks about me they don't compare me, saying I was like someone else." Steffon was still surprised by his uncle's words, he never thought he would hear him admit such a thing "Have you ever heard someone say? that I am equal to your father"

"No," Steffon said, remembering how people used to say that his uncle Renly looked more like his father.

"That's because I decided to be different from him, I learned a lot of things from him when we were kids, how to fight and how to ride, but those were the only positive things I could learn from him." Steffon made a confused face. "Your father is a great warrior, but he is too negligent of his duties as king and trusts too much in people whose loyalty is very doubtful." Steffon noted that Stannis wanted to say something else but didn't. "Your uncle Jaime is also an excellent swordsman, but he has no honor and I'm pretty sure he's only loyal to your mother." 'Yes he is,' Steffon thought. "Your grandfather Tywin Lannister is a very intelligent man, but cruel one and often employs extremely cruel people to commit atrocities with the sole objective of intimidating all those he considers enemies." Steffon looked down remembering what Jon Arryn told him about the sack of King's Landing, as did his grandfather who told him that he did what was necessary to prove to his father that he had forever abandoned any kind of loyalty to House Targaryen.

Stannis let his nephew process his words a bit before continuing, "They all have admirable qualities, but their flaws far outweigh those qualities. So I suggest you learn what you can from each of them, but make sure you don't become like them and form your own person. Do you understand?"

"Yes Uncle Stannis." The boy said, nodding his head.

"Good," said his uncle and then stood up normally. "Let's go back to the castle, your Aunt Alysanne will be upset if you come to dinner sweating. You need a bath." Steffon laughed although his uncle didn't.

Upon arriving at the main door of the castle they were greeted by Lady Melisandre who smiled at Steffon and then took his hand and led him to his chambers.

A knock on the door brought the young prince out of his memories, who was in the rooms provided to him, as a guest of the Martells.

"Princess Arianne," the young prince said, smiling and bowing, standing up from the bed. "To what I owe the pleasure of your visit."

"I wanted to know if you would like me to give you a tour of the palace?" The princess commented with a beautiful smile "Who better to show the beauty of Sunpear to the prince of the Seven Kingdoms than the princess of Dorne."

"Of course princess, it will be an honor." The prince said with a smile, he took his sword and his dagger and then arranged them, then he offered his arm to the princess who accepted it happily, and they left the room together.

Dorne, Sunspear 297 AC.

Arianne Martell

Arianne had woken up expecting another common day in Sunspear, the night before she shared her bed with her cousin Tyene, after failing to find a suitable male companion. That's why when her father sent her and the rest of her family to call to tell her that they had a visit from her, Arianne felt quite intrigued.

Ever since she saw the young prince Arianne had been attracted to him. Steffon Baratheon had coal-black hair, it wasn't very long but it was messy, his eyes were blue and bright, his cheekbones were high, and he was just as tall as her, despite the fact that he was only thirteen years old and she was twenty.

But what surprised Arianne the most, was when the prince presented her and her father: her gift.

Seeing the murderers of her aunt Elia and her cousins fall from the boxes was the last thing the Martell family expected. She had never seen her father and her uncle in shock like when Steffon Baratheon brought them the opportunity to have the justice Dorne had long awaited.

When she heard the young prince say that he had a proposal that involved her, Arianne felt her heart pounding in her chest, she gave the prince a flirtatious smile before leaving the Throne Room, on her father's orders.

Moments later she saw the young prince, her father and her uncle leave the Throne Room to go to one of the walls to sit down and talk. Arianne and her cousins watched them from afar while they were talking, she saw how Prince Steffon showed them a book and then saw her father and her uncle look at each other in a state of shock. After the three finished speaking, one of the servants guided Prince Steffon to his room, while her father and her uncle stayed on the wall with a thoughtful look on their faces. So Arianne decided to wait for the young prince to finish settling into her chambers before paying him a visit.

The princess of Dorne and the prince of House Baratheon were walking through the palace gardens, while she took his arm.

"So... what were you and my father talking about?" the princess said smiling at him. "I'm very curious, I've never seen my father and my uncle so surprised."

"We were discussing the proposal I brought, which as you can guess included you." Arianne gave him a huge smile when she heard him say that. "But I also gave them several reasons to accept, since I knew that my gift would not be enough. Reasons that... may not have been expected," Steffon finished with a mischievous smile that the princess returned.

"What are those reasons?" She asked, more intrigued than ever.

"I'm afraid I can't tell you princess." he said looking at the gardens suspiciously

"Please call me Arianne," she hastened to correct him. "And I can assure you that no one is listening to us," she said, caressing her arm and noticing how she watched the gardens suspiciously.

"I'm sorry Prin... Arianne, but I can't" seeing the look of disappointment on her face he decided to add something. "But if your father accepts my proposal I will be more than happy to tell you everything" she gave him a small smile hearing him say that. "After all, if you are going to marry a woman, the least you can do is be honest with her." he finished kissing her hand.

They both smiled at the prince's gesture until Arianne remembered something else that she wanted to ask him "What did you mean when you said that my father had affairs with the beggar on the other side of the narrow sea?"

Steffon looked at her thoughtfully before answering her. "Are you sure no one can hear us?" Arianne looked at her cousin Tyene who was following closely, she nodded and Arianne did the same with the prince.

The prince proceeded to tell her everything, the reason why her father presented him with such unpleasant matches, how her father had signed a secret pact with Ser Willem Darry, her marriage to Viserys. Arianne noticed that despite having assured the prince that no one would listen to them; he still spoke in a whisper.

"Me, married to Viserys, that's not a prospect that attracts me," she said in disbelief.

"You would be queen." Steffon said looking into her eyes. "That's not what high-born ladies want, especially princesses."

"Maybe, but not me, all I want is a worthy consort to help me rule Dorne." she added, also looking into his eyes.

He smiled at her. "Would you object to being the wife of a Lord Paramount? Like the Stormlands perhaps."

"I thought you were the heir to Castely Rock?" she asked him playfully.

"My father has always been interested in me ruling the Stormlands, my uncle Renly spends too much time at the royal court, and Storm's End is ruled by castellans most of the time, he said: a real Baratheon should rule them. Besides, after my grandfather finds out what I did with two of his banners, he'll probably want to disinherit me." Arianne laughed at that last bit. "You shouldn't worry about having to marry Viserys, Arianne," she gave him a curious look again. "Ser Barristan has assured your father that madness dominates Viserys in the same way it dominated Aerys." He finished speaking, giving her another kiss on the palm of her hand, to which she gave him another smile.

Arianne calmed down a little upon hearing that last bit. They both continued walking for a while, until Steffon asked her to take him to the sparring yard.

Upon arrival the young prince began to train with Ser Barristan Selmy, the combat lasted longer than she expected and she saw how they had attracted a small crowd, including her cousins.

"He fights pretty well for his age, I'll give him that," Nymeria said, while Obara gave a disbelieving snort.

"I wonder if he is as talented in bed as he is with a sword." said Tyene looking at Arianne mischievously, she and Nymeria smiled at her comment.

"He's practically a child." Obara said looking at his sister.

"So?" said Tyene looking at his sister "he is the son of the Whoremonguer King, he is quite tall for his age and I could assure you that his body is well formed. Besided do you think that beautiful woman in red is his septa?" Arianne laughed hearing that. The woman in red attracted almost as much attention as the prince.

"You sound like you want to sleep with her Tyene" Nymeria said raising an eyebrow.

"In fact I would like to sleep with both of them." Arianne and Tyene shared a knowing smile.

The four women watched the young prince be defeated by Ser Barristan.

Steffon made a frustrated sound as he lay on the ground, then took Ser Barristan's hand who helped him to his feet.

"Not today my prince." said the knight smiling.

"Not today Ser." the prince smiled back.

Arianne smiled at the exchange, until she saw her former lover Damon Sand offer to practice with the prince.

The princess watched the combat with concern, fearing that Daemon would do something stupid, but to everyone's surprise the combat did not last long, but what Arianne least expected was to see Daemon defeated so quickly. Prince Steffon offered his hand to Daemon to help him up, but he refused and left. Nymeria and Tyene laughed at the scene. While Obara approached the prince.

"Would you mind training with a woman?" Obara asked as one of the squires threw a spear at her.

"It would be a pleasure, my lady," Steffon said, smiling at her, while one of his men handed him a lighter sword and a dagger.

Arianne and her cousins laughed at the prince's words.

Obara is anything but a lady. Arianne thought.

"I'm not a lady." and with that said Obara attacked.

Once again Arianne and her two cousins observed the prince's rapid movements, as he used weapons in both hands to stop Obara's attacks, and at the same time advanced trying to knock her down. Arianne watched as Ser Barristan watched the fight worriedly. Obara managed to knock Steffon to the ground but he made a quick movement with his legs to avoid the next attack and stand up. He then managed to catch Obara's spear with her two weapons, then turn, break the spear with a kick, and put his sword and her dagger at Obara's throat so that she wouldn't try to pick up her weapons from the ground.

"Yield." Steffon said looking at the Sand Snake.

"I Yield." when Steffon hears that he lowers his weapons.

"Well fought, my lady." Obara looked at him angry for calling her that again and heard her sisters and her cousin laughing at her, but she still decided to ask him a question.

"Where did you learn those moves Prince Steffon?"

"From the First Sword of Bravoos, Syrio Forel" Steffon answered, leaving his sword and dagger.

"Were you at Bravoos?" Nymeria asked in surprise.

"For a few weeks, I enjoy traveling and learning the customs of different places, especially their fighting styles." He answered them, and then smiled again at Princess Arianne who smiled back.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, my ladies, I would like to take a bath so I can be presentable for dinner." Steffon said to the four women. "I'll see you at dinner, Princess Arianne," Steffon told her, looking into her eyes and giving her another kiss on the palm of her hand.

"He's much more interesting than I thought." Nymeria said.

"He fights pretty well." Obara simply declared.

"And it's quite charming." Tyene said licking her lips with a look of desire in his eyes.

Yes, it is. Arianne thought, watching Steffon walk away.

Dorne, Sunspear 297 AC.

Steffon Baratheon

After training, Prince Baratheon returned to his chambers to take a bath. He took his time to relax while Melisandre washed his body, when he finished he dressed in her best clothes, a combination of black and gold, the colors of his House.

Finally arriving at the banquet, alone, Melisandre decided that it was better for her to dine alone in her chambers.

Ellaria Sand and her daughter Sarella were already there along with the three older Sand Snakes: Obara, Nymeria and Tyene. Prince Doran arrived shortly after accompanied by Arianne, who sat next to Steffon while her father sat at the end of the table.

Arianne was dressed in a beautiful sleeveless purple dress, which did almost nothing to hide most of her body, while her wrists were adorned with some jewels as was her neck, she extended her hand towards Steffon, who stood up from his seat to kiss her.

The food was like nothing he had ever tasted before. The taste was so strong that Steffon had to stop himself from choking. Once her tongue and his palate got used to it, Steffon began to enjoy it more. The spices still burned his mouth, but they were delicious so he couldn't stop eating them.

"I hope the food is not too hot, my prince." Arianne said smiling with an innocent look.

"My mouth is on fire but I don't care." Steffon responded smiling at her. "I like the feeling."

"Well, Dornish food may be too... spicy for those who live further north." Arianne said in a suggestive tone. "Only a few can stand them" and then to Steffon's surprise he felt Arianne's hand on her left leg. Steffon looked at the princess who just smiled at him as she used her right hand to eat as if nothing was happening.

"So, what do you think of Dorne so far Prince Steffon?" Ellaria asked him drinking a glass of wine.

"It's a beautiful place, quite exotic," Steffon replied, smiling at her. "If I had time, I would gladly stay a few more days, but as I already told Prince Doran and Prince Oberyn, I only have two days." When he said that last thing he looked at Doran who just smiled at him. "Speaking of which, where is Prince Oberyn? I thought he would join us for dinner."

"Our father was... playing with the gifts you brought him" it was Obara who responded. "He must have lost track of time."

"I'm glad he liked it." Steffon said laughing, then shuddered when he felt the princess's hand squeeze his manhood, the touch made him jump a little, so he looked at Arianne who only smiled at him again as she brought the wine glass to her mouth.

"Our most exquisite dishes have a little poison in them," Tyene said, looking at him and Arianne with a mischievous smile.

She knows what her cousin is doing to me. Steffon thought.

"That's what makes them more delicious," Tyene said, licking her lips.

"Tyene," Doran scolded half-heartedly. "you wouldn't want our guest to lose his appetite."

"Oh poison." Steffon laughed. The Sand Snakes are much more interesting than he thought. "So, what kind of poison do you use, basilisk, manticore?"

Tyene was surprised by Steffon's response and gave him a grin from ear to ear. "Just snake venom."

Steffon feigned boredom "How disappointing. I expected something more elaborate from a Sand Snake."

Ellaria, Nymeria, and Arianne laughed, while Steffon raised a glass of wine to Tyene, who smiled at him as he popped a grape into his mouth.

"You're not afraid of death?" Obara asked.

"Death is an inevitable event." Steffon responded. "You can be a king, a watcher of the Wall, but sooner or later we all don't find it. What matters is how."

"Well said boy." said a voice, everyone looked to see where it was coming from and saw Prince Oberyn covered in blood heading towards the table.

"Sorry for the delay brother." said the red viper to his brother, "I was entertained by the gift that our dear guest brought us." He looked at Steffon who just smiled at him.

"It's alright brother." Prince Doran said with an awkward smile. "Although you could have cleaned yourself up a bit before coming to join us."

"If I had done that I wouldn't have arrived on time." Oberyn assured him with an innocent smile. "And, there is something I wanted to ask to our guest."

Steffon raised an eyebrow at him. "Which is?"

"I heard that you defeated my former squire Daemon Sand and my daughter Obara in the sparing yard."

"Yes I did it." Steffon responded, knowing where this conversation was going.

Oberyn smiled "So, what do you say? How about a friendly fight between the Prince of Storms and the Red Viper of Dorne?" Everyone at the table turned their gaze towards Steffon including Prince Doran who didn't even try to interfere.

"I am not one to think that I can defeat you in combat, Prince Oberyn." Steffon responded by staying calm.

"Who said anything about defeating me?" Oberyn replied in feigned disbelief. "It will only be a friendly fight. At least of course you are afraid to fight me."

Steffon laughed "Well that depends." Arianne looked at him curiously. "Should I be worried about your spear blade rubbing me with poison?"

"Of course not." Oberyn said while Doran gave his brother a warning look. "I swear to you on my eight daughters that there will be no poison in my weapons."

Steffon looked at Ser Barristan who was standing guard next to Areo, the old knight nodded. "In that case, it would be an honor to cross arms with you Prince Oberyn."

Oberyn smiled raising his glass of wine to Steffon. The rest of the dinner passed in relative silence, apparently everyone was now eager to see the fight between the two princes.

At the end of dinner everyone headed towards the sparing yard.

Arriving at the sparing yard, Ser Barristan warned Steffon to be careful and carefully monitor Prince Oberyn's movements, the prince nodded and took the sword from him. Steffon saw Melisandre approach and she too nodded in approval towards what he was going to do. Oberyn rushed to take the spear from him, he hadn't bothered to change or clean the blood from his clothes or face.

And so the fight began. While Obara used the spear with almost the same skill as Ser Loras Tyrell, Prince Oberyn used it as if he had been born with it. Steffon barely had time to dodge or try to block the Red Viper of Dorne's attacks.

Steffon tried to dodge the blows as quickly as he could to try to advance and be able to counterattack with his sword but it was impossible, Oberyn was too fast and agile to let his opponent get close enough to deliver a blow or knock him off balance, and the fact that Steffon being taller than normal for a boy his age didn't help him much as he thought.

Prince Baratheon suffered several blows that would surely turn into bruises tomorrow. He was sure that if they had used edged weapons he would also have several cuts all over his body.

More then I already have. he thought.

In the end, without lasting much longer, Steffon fell to the ground with Prince Oberyn's foot in his left hand and his spear in his neck.

"I yield." Steffon said.

"Well that's disappointing," Oberyn said, removing his foot from Steffon's hand. "I expected more from the son of the Demon of the Trident."

Steffon rose from the ground and threw his sword towards Ser Barristan who quickly caught it. Upon hearing Prince Oberyn's words, the prince with black hair and blue eyes began to laugh, surprising his hosts.

"I am only thirteen years old, Prince Oberyn. What else did you expect?" Steffon challenged him. Hearing that, Princess Arianne looked at him with a smile. "Although I admit that I am much more skilled than all the boys my age, I am even better than others who are older than me. I am not so arrogant to think that I can defeat a warrior much older and more experienced than me."

"I'm not old." Oberyn responded, smiling, who only seemed to have heard half the words of what Steffon had said.

"And I'm not Robert Baratheon or Cersei Lannister." Steffon challenged him again, looking him in the eyes. "I may have their blood or even look like them, but I'm nothing like them, I thought I made that clear." Everyone fell silent again. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'll go to my rooms, it's been a long day."

"Prince Doran." The young prince said bowing to the ruler of Dorne. "my ladies." He bowed to Ellaria Sand and the four Sand Snakes. To then approach Princess Arianne and place a kiss on her hand. "Good night Princess Arianne." who gave him another adorable smile and Steffon could swear he saw her blush.

As he began to walk away, Steffon heard someone calling him, it was Prince Oberyn.

"Well fought, Prince Steffon." Oberyn told him with a sincere smile.

Steffon nodded with a smile "Two days." He remembers them and headed back to his room.

When he arrived he took off his top clothes to wet his face with water, as well as his arms and chest.

He sat on his bed, sighed, and began to sing a song to try calm himself.

Farewell and farewell to the beautiful Dornish ladies.

Farewell, farewell, Dear Maidens of Dorne.

Because I have received orders to sail back to Bravoos.

And so I will never see you again.

He's singing stopped when he heard someone knocking on his door.

He opened it and although he suspected who it could be, he couldn't help but be surprised to see the person on the other side of the door.

"You have a beautiful voice, Prince Steffon" it was Princess Arianne accompanied by her cousin Tyene Sand.

Dorne, Sunspear 297 AC.

Tyene Sand

Just like Arianne was, Tyene had been immediately attracted to her guest, Prince Steffon Baratheon, he was a devilishly handsome young man in more ways than one, he was just as tall as her and Arianne, and had a well-built body. When the young prince introduced her and the rest of her family to the murderers of her aunt Elia, Tyene had been perplexed as was the rest of her family.

They never believed that it would be a Baratheon who would bring them the justice that her family had so desired. The fact that he was able to defeat Ser Daemon Sand and Obara in combat despite his young age was quite impressive.

His kind and friendly personality reminded Tyene of the prince's uncle, Renly Baratheon, who had visited Dorne a year earlier. She and Arianne laughed, remembering how her cousin had tried to seduce the king's brother during her stay in Dorne, only to have the lord of Storm's End seem more confused than anything for her cousin attempts.

Hearing him say that he would leave Dorne in two days made Arianne make a decision that he quickly shared with her.

"Princess Arianne, I didn't expect you at this time of night." Steffon said when he saw Arianne but then he laid his eyes on her "And much less accompanied by Lady Tyene."

"We thought you might like to have some company tonight," Arianne said, moving toward him and unwrapping her nightgown that showed much more than it should. "And Tyene and I have always been an excellent one."

"I..." he tried to say something but he was speechless.

"Are you just a deer Steffon?" Tyene said coming closer and licking her ear. "or there is a hidden lion eager to come out to eat."

"My father has been quite perplexed by you, Steffon," Arianne told her, whispering into her other ear and caressing her chest. "I'm sure he'll accept your proposal." She finished saying and then gave him a short kiss on her lips.

The young prince was hypnotized by Arianne that he didn't even notice Tyene untangling the laces of her pants.

Tyene noticed Steffon's excitement as she ran her hand over his rapidly hardening cock. On either side of him, he had a beautiful woman who was nibbling on his ears and caressing her body. Then both women kissed him on the lips and lay down on the bed. Arianne told him to show them what was more: a lion or a deer, she didn't have to repeat it. The young prince stripped naked and closed the bedroom door.

Arianne stared at the young prince who was naked in front of them. They both noticed that he had several cut scars on his chest, arms and stomach. This only made him more attractive in the eyes of Arianne, as did to Tyenne who licked her lips. Then she watched as Arianne took Steffon from her arms and threw him on the bed next to them.

When Arianne's fingers joined hers to massage Steffon's hard cock, they felt a shiver between her legs. They had both feared that Steffon was sexually deficient due to his young age. But apparently they were wrong and when Tyene held her cock in her hands she whispered in his ear.

"Both of us, Steffon, this stays hard until we are both satisfied."

Steffon moaned and then kissed Tyene passionately, putting her tongue in her mouth, and then turned her head and kissed Arianne with the same passion as her.

Arianne moved her mouth away from the prince's and joined it with Tyene's. Both women kissed passionately while watching Steffon look at them with desire and lust. Tyene took Arianne's nightgown and took it off to throw it on the floor and leave her cousin completely naked. Arianne was in charge of undressing her cousin in the same way. Seeing the two naked women, Steffon let out what seemed to be a roar.

The black-haired prince separated the two, leaving them face up on the bed. A light look from Arianne was all Tyenne needed to show her cousin that she was moved by Steffon Baratheon's actions.

"I hope you're not a virgin Steffon." Arianne said, stroking a lock of the prince's hair. "Because if you are, this won't last long enough to bring pleasure to either of us."

"I'm not a virgin." she said to Steffon looking at them both with his bright blue eyes that seemed to be on fire.

"The red woman?" Tyene said looking at him with a mischievous smile.

"Her name is Melisandre." Steffon responded "and yes, but just her, I don't like brothels."

"Oh really?" Arianne said, laughing, "it's hard to imagine that you're the son of..." Her cousin couldn't finish because Steffon lunged at her mouth.

Arianne let out several moans while Steffon kissed her and bit her lower lip, at the same time extending her hand towards Tyene caressing her breast, which made the Sand Snake moan in the same way as her cousin. her.

His hands are so soft. Tyene thought while he was caressing her breast.

Steffon began alternating between kissing Arianne and then her, and at the same time gently massaging her breasts while he separated her lips from her mouth to lick and suck on her nipples.

Then he started kissing her thighs, her stomach, navels and licking her legs. To then begin to slowly caress between her legs, taking his time to make each one moan. Apparently the prince wanted to torture them as he licked the pussy of one for a short moment, and then did the same with the other. Tyene let out a scream while Arianne did the same, arching her back.

Tyene grabbed Steffon's head and pulled it between her legs. Steffon managed to get away before Tyene reached her climax. The prince went to Arianne and began to kiss her, intertwining his tongue with hers, and then kissing her jaw and her neck.

"Again." Arianne said sighing, putting Steffon's hand between her legs again.

"Yes, again." Tyene said, taking his other hand and sucking on one of her fingers.

Steffon looked at the two of them and gave them a wicked smile. He started kissing them both again while he caressed her legs. His kisses were different from before, they had an unbridled hunger and he not only kissed them, he bit them and sucked on her tongues, making them moan inside her mouth. Tyene then watched as Steffon lifted one of Arianne's legs and then moved her so that she was on top of Tyene. He then repeated it with one of Tyene's legs and they realized that they were now both open.

Steffon then got between Arianne's legs and began biting and kissing the inside of her thighs.

"By the gods," Arianne moaned, arching her back and holding Steffon's head between her legs.

Then the prince moved to do the same with Tyene and it was only then that she noticed that Steffon, apart from using her mouth, was using her fingers to increase her pleasure. When Tyene felt Steffon's tongue deep inside her pussy, she let out a loud scream and Steffon combined his tongue and her fingers once more, until she reached climax. When she came Steffon leaned in, to kiss her and Tyene tasted herself by running her tongue all over Steffon's mouth.

Steffon then approached Arianne and before long her cousin was moaning as loud as she was, and again pushing the prince's head deep into her legs. Arianne came and Steffon, after letting the princess of Dorne recover, kissed Tyene again. This time sharing the taste of Arianne with her.

After serving them both a glass of wine, the two women decided to return to the prince the same pleasure that he had given them. But to his delight, Steffon wanted to continue giving them pleasure. The three of them began to kiss, Steffon caressed and kissed her breasts, while she and Arianne also kissed. Fingers between the legs, his and theirs. Each of their sexes being gently caressed. Tyene didn't know how long they spent between touches, caresses and kisses. Until Arianne grabbed Steffon's face and looked him in the eyes.

"I want you inside me Steffon." Arianne said with hunger and desperation.

"As you command, princess."

Tyene watched as the prince and Arianne fell to the bed together and she was surprised by the way they both looked at each other, as well as seeing the softness with which Steffon penetrated her cousin and the moan they both let out when he did so.

Slowly at first, his hips barely moving, Steffon's eyes only focused on the woman beneath him, Steffon and Arianne didn't seem to be fucking, but rather making love, and Tyene smile to the beautiful sight in front of her. Soon they were both moving against each other, both pushing in opposite directions. His cousin's legs wrapped around at the best ass Tyene had ever seen.

"Yes, right there." Arianne moaned, drawing Steffon's face towards her.

Tyene's fingers caressed her thighs, never having wanted to share the act so much in her life. Then perhaps by the works of the same gods Tyene and Arianne ended at the same time. Tyene noticed how Steffon ended up inside her cousin while he kissed her and moaned into her mouth.

Steffon and Arianne looked at each other intensely before the prince lunged forward to devour Arianne's mouth once again. After a while they separated and Stefon approached Tyene.

"My turn." said the blonde woman, looking hungrily at the prince whose eyes were almost as blue as hers. Without any warning the Sand Snake grabbed the prince by her neck, pulling him on top of her to wrap her arms around her neck and kiss him passionately.

He's mouth is so adictive. Tyene thought, devouring the prince's mouth.

Steffon was surprised by her actions but he quickly managed to compose himself and kissed her back with the same intensity. As her tongues danced in her mouth, Tyene felt Steffon harden again, so she wrapped her legs around his ass, her cue for him to enter her. Soon his thrusts became stronger and Tyene broke away from the kiss to cling her head to Steffon's neck and bite him and scraching his back, as he continued to cause her pleasure and pain.

"Ahhh! I... I'm close... Gods, ... I'm close" Tyene moaned, biting the prince's neck again.

Tyene came quickly and Steffon pounded her twice more before pulling his cock out of her, spilling his seed onto her stomach. Seeing that, Arianne rushed to lick it all up and share the load with her in a passionate kiss. Tyene kept her eyes open during the kiss and saw Steffon watching them with a satisfied and proud smile on his face. Both women then separated and pushed the young prince to the bed, so they could give them the same pleasure that he gave them.

When sleep came, the three hugged each other and intertwined their legs. Tyene heard Arianne whisper something to Steffon although she couldn't hear what. The three shared a few last kisses, enjoying the sensation of their intertwined tongues. Then she welcomed the sleep that came quickly as she closed his eyes. Hoping that when she got up she would hear the news that her uncle and her father had accepted the alliance proposal that Prince Steffon offered them.

Author's Note:

Hello, I hope you are liking the story so far. I want to clarify a few things about the story so that there is no confusion:

First of all, Stannis is married to Alysanne Hightower and has a son named Edric and a daughter Shireen, so his personality will be a little different.

Melisandre met Steffon shortly after he became Tywin's ward, she managed to convince Tywin to let her participate in Steffon's education after showing him a vision in the flames. In a future chapter we will know what Tywin saw.

Ser Barristan is one of Steffon's main mentors along with Stannis, which is why he trusts him so much since he knows that he is one of the few honorable and honest men in the capital.

Steffon was not Ned Stark's ward, he only spent a month in Winterfell while traveling through Westeros, but most people believe that he was a ward of House Stark because Ned is Robert's best friend.

And finally my choice of actors for the main characters are:

Dylan Sprayberry for Steffon Baratheon

Simone Ashley for Arianne Martell

Riley Voelkel for Tyene Sand