Chapter 10; linking dragons

Dragonstone, fifth moon of 284 BC

As expected, upon the death of Queen Elia, a ban had been opened for all the houses of the seven kingdoms to try to have her blood on the iron throne. For his part, Lord Frey had been momentarily dodging the problem, taking advantage of the moment to strengthen his position at court. At the moment he already had Lord Lucerys Velaryon on his hand, who was especially grateful to him for the grant of the Vale. No wonder, House Velaryon had always been undervalued from the first moment, even in its glory days. So it was only natural that they would feel grateful for an acknowledgment of their services to House Targaryen. Furthermore, Tywin Lannister did not arouse any sympathy among the court. In his position he also had Lord Merrywater, who was very grateful for the restoration of his positions and was loyal to Rhaegar. On the other hand there was the problem of Oberyn Martell, although he was not against him, the Dornish prince was a double-edged sword, so he had to be very careful. Since he had assumed his position on the council, he had been unusually quiet, which worried her.

"That snake scares me," he said to himself. The one who had said that a barking dog was not a bit biter, he did not know Oberyn Martell. And the spy reports of him worried him, because of the modest but continuous number of Dornishmen who were beginning to arrive on the island. "It would be better for me to be away from the island for a while, and for that narcissist to deal with that pack for a while" and he had been ruminating for a few days about how he could leave the island. If he were to settle in the red fortress for a while, he also needed to keep an eye on Waldron and Aenys, although they were loyal and competent, but brutal and quite petty so he would have to watch them closely.

And he had already thought something when he was already entering the king's office. Verys, Rhaegar's dragon was growing adequately, and he was already about to equal the size of a horse, and perhaps by the end of the year he would be able to sail the island on the back of his dragon. Rhaegar was so obsessed with his dragon that he even slept next to him several nights in a row, told him songs in High Valyrian, and even used to take his son to see him, and talked to little Aegon about one day taking to the skies, and Things like that about him being the promised prince, which were not worth mentioning, because they were very repetitive due to the Targaryen's own obsession.

As soon as he entered, Lord Frey bowed to the king, who was looking at the sky with a smile that any stranger could consider vicious.

"Ah, Lord Frey," said King Rhaegar with something akin to condescension. "To what do I owe this meeting?"

The king moved away from the window, and invited Lord Frey to walk beside him, something he did at a leisurely pace with his cane.

"Your grace," he began in a respectful tone. "I must leave for King's Landing, as you will understand I must find you a suitable wife."

The king smiled. He didn't really like the idea of someone who was so useful to him being away for a while, but he understood the need for a suitable wife, he didn't want a repeat of the mistake he had made with Lyana Stark. And he needed to have as many children as possible and as soon as possible, so that the dragon house would re-emerge with the greatest possible strength. Besides, Rhaegar himself had needs, and he couldn't risk any scandal with some lord's daughter.

"I understand," the king replied. "I hope you are successful in your company" he was the main person interested in it.

"I will begin with the Dominion," Lord Frey spoke to him. "There are good and ancient families there… but I have a proposal."

Rhaegar raised an eyebrow.

"What do you have in mind?" he inquired curiously.

"We must carry out a series of marriage policies...the Tyrells will want something for their services, and Prince Aegon must marry Princess Daenerys" It was a fact that Rhaegar would seek purity of blood, but it was better to marry him to a nephew with his aunt, than to a brother with a sister "And for this reason I think it would be appropriate to organize a marriage with Jon Baratheon and Lord Tyrell's daughter, Lady Margaery"

Rhaegar was surprised by this proposal, but he saw no problem with it. He needed his children to marry each other to preserve the lineage. The marriage between Aegon and Daenerys was a valid and completely logical option, he acknowledged to his lord secretary. But Rhaenys needed a brother to marry, as Viserys was likely to remain in the North for the rest of her life, fulfilling his duty to the kingdom. On the other hand, that maneuver would be very useful to him, since after the war, a multitude of lords would seek in one way or another to reward his loyalty, and that cretin's daughter would be good enough for his second-rate son.

"I don't see any inconvenience, you have my permission," he replied without showing much emotion.

Lord Frey did not say anything, and instead they headed to the nursery, there were several Prince Aegon, along with princesses Rhaenys and Daenerys. There under the watchful eye of Oswell Whent, and the disapproving gaze of a pair of Dornish maidens, was Lady Cersei Lannister. Lord Frey frowned at that young woman. From the first moment she had arrived on the island, she had become a kind of nanny for the children. Thanks to the tactics of Tywin, and Grand Maester Peycelle, from the first moment, the lioness was gradually getting closer to the royal family. At first she had begun by sitting relatively close at banquets, and faking casual encounters with the king, even bringing food for Rhaegar's dragon. Far from being moderated, Rhaegar's cordial attitude, although he was not very close, managed to give some hope to Lord Tywin's daughter. Although of course Rhaegar seemed distraught, as he was still mourning Elia. But now the hand had gotten his daughter to become one of the maids in the care of the king's children, claiming that his daughter was "The purest of the maids in the kingdom." Lord Frey found it difficult not to choke on the wine.

When Lord Frey retreated, he did so followed by four of his guards. He must have taken a ratchet provided by Lord Velaryon. However, on his way he ran into Lord Tywin, who was escorted by his own guard. Not too much, because he couldn't deploy too many of his men at court. But he stood somber and majestic, more of a king than Aerys ever was.

"I see your daughter is making progress with the king," Lord Frey congratulated him.

But the old lion grimaced.

"I don't know what you mean," he told her with natural coldness.

"Anyway, I must head to Highgarden, I must finalize the union between Jon Baratheon and Lady Margaery Tyrell," he said, feigning some frustration. "It seems that you will have a queen daughter and at least one dragonlord grandson."

That surprised the old lion.

"You are very sure that it will happen," said Lord Tywin without losing his composure. But he could not completely hide a little satisfaction, being aware of the progress of his daughter, who for the first time resembled Joana. Things were finally getting on track.

"Your daughter is the only maiden of a great house, she is single, and she is not engaged," he told her with some annoyance. "You will have your blood on the iron throne... what you have always wanted."

"I only want what is best for the kingdom," he replied in a monotone tone.

Lord Frey gave him a nasty smile.

"I never thought we had so much in common."

There is what the red viper does.

And without another word, Lord Frey set off immediately in Lord Velaryon's carrack. The journey lasted four days, but they finally reached the capital. From there he left for the Domain, heading to Highgarden. It was a fortnight of peaceful travel, during which he was escorted by two hundred soldiers and fifty knights, lest there be any mishap.

Highharden, sixth moon of 284 BC.

On the other hand, he enjoyed the tranquility and good weather of the region. It was no wonder, after so many months putting up with Rhaegar, to go on a peaceful journey, eating roast chicken and taking several naps, which were very necessary, since that old body of his was truly fragile, and needed rest. which was impossible in the Targaryen court. He stayed in several of the strongholds of minor lords. And in all of them, he was truly entertained with feasts, because after knowing the role he had played in the return of the dragons, Lord Frey's prestige was formidable.

When he arrived at Highgarden he was greeted effusively by Lord Tyrell, who boasted of considering himself one of the best generals in the history of the seven kingdoms, although after half an hour he fell exhausted from wine, and had to be taken to his chambers. in the midst of his walrus snoring. Lord Frey didn't think the fat flower was a bad man, but he was a superb cretin. But at the banquet he noticed a beautiful young woman, with curly brown hair, hazel eyes, white skin, voluptuous and very appetizing, who at the Tyrell family table, making a contrast with her sister Janna, who was a woman of Generous breasts but very plump.

Apparently she was Lady Mina Tyrell, the youngest daughter of the late Lord Luthor and Lady Olenna, who was seventeen years old. Lord Frey had asked several of her collaborators about her. That girl was engaged to her cousin Redwyne, although until then the marriage had not been possible due to the war. It seemed strange to her that she had ended up escaping the Targaryen radar, since her mother had done everything possible to avoid being engaged to a Targaryen in her day, and the truth was that it had been a wise decision. Because, according to what they had told her, that girl had a happy and kind character.

She reminds me of Kelly Brook. I hope Rhaegar doesn't screw it up too much.

Of course, the next day he met privately with Lady Olenna. At that time, the widow of Highgarden was in rather poor condition, but she was not an old woman, but she was still just as intimidating. Lord Frey then gave him the scroll in which the crown proposed the marriage between Jon Baratheon and Margaery Tyrell. That was not to the liking of the queen of thorns, since she wanted her granddaughter to have a royal marriage.

"The king's gratitude is curious," she muttered abruptly.

"It is a good marriage, which would make things easier for the kingdom, since it would make young Baratheon the king's nephew," he told her in an affable tone.

Lady Olenna looked at him with genuine ambition.

"The king is looking for a new wife," she stated.

Lord Frey nodded.

"Your daughter would be a good queen… your daughter Mina," he replied.

That made Lady Tyrell frown.

"My daughter is engaged to my nephew, the marriage will take place in two moons at the latest," she explained. "My daughter Janna can take on that role."

But Lord Frey shook his head.

"The king will not like it," he replied.

"My house has been supporting House Targaryen for three centuries, during Robert Baratheon's rebellion we were the only ones who fought for the crown." Is this how you repay us?

Lord Frey sighed.

"Your son was besieging Storm's End for a year, because he had no chance against Robert Baratheon, the victory he boasts about was won by Randyll Tarly. There were barely any Dominion soldiers in the battle of the Trident, my forces would not have been necessary if your son had any brains, instead of hiding under your skirts" he snapped.

That made the queen of thorns frown. But he wasn't going to give him the opportunity to object.

"Now the dragons have returned, and in Dragonstone Lord Tywin has his daughter, who is quite beautiful, growing closer and closer to Rhaegar. The Lannisters are a family of ancient lineage, also the richest family in the kingdom. The Tyrells are the second richest family in the kingdom, but you are still the descendants of stewards. I'm going to make it clear to you. What sounds better to you? Queen Cersei Lannister or Queen Mina Tyrell? Because between Lord Tywin's daughter and your other daughter's fat one, I can assure you that the king will choose the lioness.

Then Lord Frey rose.

"I will take Lady Mina with me to King's Landing. If you wish, your son can offer his sister's hand to the king."

And he left the room with the sound of his cane echoing across the floor.

However, Lord Frey was in for a surprise when a raven arrived, announcing that Lady Cersei had mysteriously disappeared, causing a stir in the capital. According to several of his little birds, the rumors pointed to Prince Oberyn, and apparently they must have been very true, because Lord Tywin captured the red viper. According to his story, they had seen several of the prince's men take a boat to an unknown location.

"How ephemeral is tranquility"

Grades.

In the next chapter, Rhaegar will meet Lady Tyrell, and Lord Frey must mediate to avoid bloodshed.