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Aerys Targaryen, Tourney Ground

“AND NOW! SER BRYNDEN TULLY AGAINST GREGOR CLEGANE, FOR THE RIGHT TO THE GRAND FINAL OF THE TOURNAMENT!” The commentator roared, causing a huge stir among those present, eager for more emotion and blood

"It's time," Aerys murmured, as he looked around, unlike Lorcan and Arwen, whom he could enter without leaving his body, Clegane's horse was a beast completely new to the king, and if he wished to dominate its mind, he needed concentration

Which would mean that his eyes would turn completely white, so he had to be careful

The new style of tournament had been a total success, instead of an amorphous mass of bodies hitting each other, the 1-vs-1 fights demonstrated the true skill of the knights

The scum had been removed, and now only the truly capable knights remained

Ser Marlon Tarth had been eliminated by Ser Willem Darry, who wished to follow in the footsteps of his cousin, Ser Jonothor and enter the Kings guard

And although he was not a bad prospect, the king's eye was on putting the final nail in the coffin of the Tullys, Ser Brynden was an exceptional warrior with a privileged tactical mind who would serve Aerys in his future plans

And with him in the order, it would completely screw up the asshole Hoster Tully

Double prize, thought the king with amusement

Both knights ran to each other, firmly demonstrating that Ser Brynden's skill was far superior, however, Clegane's strength and imposing physique gave him a clear advantage

Not for long, though, thought the king

Aerys hid his gaze in his hands, and concentrated on Clegane's beast, which, to his little surprise, seemed to agonize from bearing the enormous weight of the beast that rode it

An opportunity Aerys thought, Clegane was an animal and the whole kingdom would be better off without him

So, when Ser Brynden and Clegane ran again, Aerys acted, and caused Clegane's horse to stop on its tracks, causing its rider to lose his balance and the blow of Ser Brynden's sword, which was aimed at the shield, to hit his neck

Gasps and screams began to be heard in the tournament; Clegane dropped his sword and tried with all his might to prevent blood from gushing from his neck

However, the king, still in control of the horse, began to neigh and jump with force, managing to dismount the imposing figure of Clegane and before the incredulous and terrified eyes of those present, Aerys made the horse begin to kick the defenseless body of the enormous warrior

No matter how much physical strength and endurance he had, the steed weighed more than two thousand pounds, it was a huge beast, which trampled on Clegane's head and body without any mercy

The funny thing? That the horse stopped resisting when he understood the king's intentions, eager to be able to punish the one who had mistreated him for so long

Somewhat ironically, that the famous "mountain he rides" was humiliated by his own mount

A pathetic end, for a pathetic being

At that moment, the king left the mind of the horse, which continued with its arduous work, at the same time that Tywin intervened

"KILL THAT ANIMAL!" roared the lion, as Lannister soldiers began to enter the tournament

However, the beast was far from stupid, so as soon as he saw the tournament gates swing open, he ran full speed towards the exit, not caring that the Lannister guards were in his way

And when two thousand pounds of pure muscle, in steel armor run at you at full speed, you're not stupid enough to stay in the way

All of Tywin's soldiers stepped aside, as the beast ran out of the arena, getting lost in the city

This tournament hadn't been good to the Lannister, Aerys thought with amusement

"Is he alive?" asked the king, looking at Gregor with "concern"

Ser Brynden, who had dismounted and approached the limp body, simply replied

"No, your grace, he doesn't breathe, apparently, his horse broke his neck," replied the river lander

The king sighed with "resignation" and replied

“Accidents occur in tournaments, due to the death of Gregor Clegane, Ser Brynden is the winner and the last finalist of the white cloak tournament!” roared Aerys

For most of the tournament, Clegane's death had been an accident, however, the king did not notice three pairs of eyes, who looked at him with curiosity and who, at the end of the tournament, would demand one thing

Answers

But that could wait, at this moment, everyone was eager to witness the outcome of the tournament, the two finalists were decorated knights, so it would be a great spectacle

After several minutes, Ser Willem went out into the arena, where Ser Brynden was waiting for him, they both respected each other, but the two wished for victory, they clashed swords and both waited for the king's order

“Ladies and Lords! Are you ready for the grand finale? Ser Brynden Tully of Riverrun and Ser Willem Darry of Darry, both warriors of excellent renown, both of whom are more than worthy of wearing the white, may the best win!” roared the king, with eloquence gained from decades of rule as "the white wolf"

The people of the city roared, eager for the fight to begin and when the king began to count, everyone counted on him, generating an atmosphere of tension and excitement rarely seen in tournaments

“THREE, TWO, ONE... DUEL!” The king roared, nobles and commoners alike, at the same time that both knights rode each other and the steel danced  

The duel for the white cloak had begun, however, the really important thing did not happen in the sand

But in the boxes, where the game of thrones did not take breaks

Catelyn Tully, Tourney

Catelyn grimaced as she saw her beloved uncle take a sharp blow to the arm, and respond with one of her own, she was thrilled for her uncle, if he managed to win, it would be the first time a Tully wore the white, an honor that had never been in her family

"You don't have to worry, my lady, Ser Brynden has the upper hand," Eddard spoke in a soft voice, trying to calm her fear

Catelyn looked at her future husband curiously and asked

"How do you know that, my lord?" with a soft tone of voice

Eddard looked up at Catelyn and replied

“Ser Willem has much more experience fighting with axes, which are quite good against enemies with swords, however, the axe is not an ideal weapon for fighting on horseback, so Ser Willem preferred to fight with a sword, which is not his forte, and you can notice, observe how after each blow,  he turns his wrist gently, it is a gesture of disagreement, his hand is not used to the weapon, and if I notice it..."

"My uncle too," Catelyn murmured a little calmer when she observed that, indeed, Eddard's words were true, Ser Willem was skilled and experienced, but it was evident that the sword was not his main weapon

And his uncle took the opportunity to punish him as much as he could

Afterwards, Catelyn looked at Lord Eddard, he was quite different from Lord Brandon, quieter, but no less capable, he had all the education to be a renowned Lord and if Lord Rickard's conversations bore fruit, Eddard would have a prosperous fortress to rule

With her, as her Lady, Catelyn thought with a smile, although she would not be Lady of Winterfell, a quiet life, with a loyal husband like Eddard, did not sound bad at all

The beautiful maiden watched as her father looked at her approvingly, happy to see the closeness between Eddard and her, while Petyr looked at them with the eyes of a hurt puppy, for some reason

And Lysa?

Well, Lysa had struck up a strange friendship with Lady Lyanna, much to Catelyn's jealousy, her sister seemed to get along better with her fiancé's sister than with her

With Lyanna, Lysa laughed and talked for hours, which he never did with her, for some reason

"Why don't you join them?" asked Eddard

Catelyn looked at him with surprise and embarrassment

"It wouldn't be my own, my duty is to be by your side, like a good Lady," Catelyn whispered with a lack of conviction

To her surprise, Eddard rolled his eyes and taking Catelyn's hand, stood up and began to walk towards where Lyanna and Lysa were

Submissively, Catelyn obeyed the indirect command, but inwardly she was happy that Eddard was apparently a considerate man

She could get used to it, to be honest, she was just praying to the Gods that the talk between Lord Rickard and the king would succeed

But young Tully had faith, the king was wise and cared about the kingdom, a trading town in the heart of the north, with connections between White Harbor, Winterfell, the Boltons' new port and the south, would be a huge benefit to the

And Catelyn was lost in fantasy, she and Eddard together, lost in a comfortable and cozy fortress, raising strong boys and beautiful girls, would give her five, no, ten children, noble Lords and Ladies of the kingdom

So lost was Catelyn that she did not notice the look of hatred and jealousy that the insignificant Petyr threw at her fiancé

Olenna Tyrell, at the same time

"AND SER WILLEM FALLS OFF HIS HORSE, YET LOOK AT THAT! HE INSTANTLY STANDS UP AND PULLS OUT HIS AXE, THIS ISN'T OVER!” roared the commentator loudly, followed by the shouts of all those present, both commoners and nobles

Don't let it be said that the king doesn't know how to put on a show, thought the old woman with amusement

"There are rumors that the king and prince are planning something big, my spies report that Rhaegar Targaryen is buying books from merchants, and that many people in King's Landing are learning to read and write, the citadel is worried," Gormon spoke, looking at the tournament, but with his attention on the conversation with his sister-in-law.

"The dragon king has all the nobles where he wants, although it is true that the prince is hoarding books and training commoners and children of merchants, I do not know the reason"

Gormon looks worried

"With Marwin as the new Grand Master, the reach of our order in the city is limited, we lose ears and eyes everyday, we are blind in the city and even more so in the castle."

Olenna snort

“What did you expect? It is evident that the crown's confidence in your order is non-existent, and worse, the rest of the nobles have begun to imitate the king”

And that was the worrying thing, that the order's influence was diminishing more and more, at least for Gormon, Olenna had other concerns

Like to rush his child to breed her wife again, preferably with a daughter this time

It was evident to everyone that the prince had already chosen his queen, Elia Martell would be the queen of Westeros in the future and from the not at all subtle caresses and whispers, the prince had already fucked the Dornish princess

So, a royal wedding was inevitable, and an heir could be on the way

They had to get ready, Olenna knew the old lion was already doing it

Jaime Lannister would marry Fiora Manbrand, as soon as he arrived at Casterly Rock, apparently, Tywin wanted to have ladies available for the future Targaryen heir

Which the Tyrells would also do

"Do you think there's a way to eliminate the king?" asked Gormon like the great stupid man he was

Olenna looked at him in horror, at the same time as she began to look around, sighing with relief at not seeing anything out of the ordinary

Like a pair of clever crows, for example

In anger, the woman looked at Gormon and whispered fiercely

"Stop talking stupid things, we are in the house of the Dragon and if by your lack of brains you put my family in danger, I myself will hand you over to the king to execute you for your treachery" snapped the woman really furious at the stupid notion of killing the dragon king

A few years ago, before Duskendale? Of course, a notion that was viable and feasible

Right now? You'd have to be stupid to think about that

Gormon's response was drowned out by the screams of the people, Ser Brynden had knocked Ser Willem down and put the edge of his sword to his neck

"THE WINNER, SER BRYNDEN TULLY," roared the commentator, at the same time that everyone presents in the tournament cheered the victory of the black fish

Ser Brynden roared with his hand in the air, powerful and gallant, knowing that he had won a tournament with true knights of renown, the atmosphere was one of joy and jubilation

But then, the king entered the arena, along with the queen and the prince, being escorted by the six knights of the guard already present

And silence reigns

"Ser Brynden Tully, you have shown courage, determination and skill as a knight, your long record of achievement speaks highly of you, it is for me an enormous pleasure, to offer you a place among the order of King's Guard," the king shouted firmly, at the same time that Ser Gerold handed over a beautiful white cloak with golden details, with the symbol of a crown being surrounded by seven swords

The symbol of the King's Guard brotherhood

Ser Brynden bowed his head and proudly recited the oath

“I swear to ward the king with all my strength, and give my blood for his. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall guard his secrets, obey his commands, ride at his side, and defend his name and honor”

"Stand, Ser Brynden Tully, knight of the noble King's Guard brotherhood," roared the king, followed by applause from all present, as they began to chant

“White fish, White fish, white fish”

Aerys nodded pleased, the King's Guard was full again, so it was time to focus on the next plans

Announcing the Crown Prince's Wedding

Ashara Dayne, that night, The Red Keep

"You are beautiful, Elia," Ashara said with real pleasure when she saw her friend in the beautiful and somewhat daring dress that Prince Rhaegar had given her

Ashara snorted, apparently, Rhaegar had excellent taste

The dress was red, fitted, highlighting Elia's breasts, with black dragon embroidery all over the fabric

"I'm nervous, the king will make the engagement official at the feast and apparently, the wedding will be in two months," commented the princess, while adjusting a beautiful gold choker around her neck, with a metal medallion with the Targaryen symbol on it

The prince apparently marked his territory, something he shared with his father, the queen proudly wore one as well

"And how are things going with Lord Davos, Minister Dayne?" asked Elia with curiosity and excitement, and Ashara couldn't help but blush

She, a Dornish Lady holding such a highly esteemed position in the realm, was literally accountable to no one but the king

It was...a rather strange feeling

"It's incredible, Davos has extensive technical knowledge, I've learned a lot from him, he will even take me sailing on the king's visit to the north, he says that I should get real experience in the ocean, so that I can better understand my captains," Ashara reported with a smile

Elia nodded pleased and asked curiously

"I wasn't aware that His grace would visit the North, I'm sure the Starks won't like it," Elia joked

Ashara nodded

"I know, he'll get straight to the Boltons' new settlement and ride to the Wall, apparently he has business with the Guard." When he finished, Ashara shrugged, not really knowing the reason for the visit

Although inside her, she was anxious, the queen would not go, she was a few weeks away from giving birth apparently, while the prince would rule in his father's absence, with Elia by his side

A kind of test, on the part of the cunning monarch

“Haven't you had problems with the rest of the Ladies? Rumors said that Cersei Lannister wanted to be the queen," Ashara asked curiously

Elia simply snorted, laughing under his breath, knowing something that Ashara did not know.

"Don't worry, Cersei is not a problem," Elia swore, as she finished getting ready

"How do I look?" she asked, posing for her friend

Ashara answered candidly

“Spectacular!” happy for her friend, who looked really excited to marry the prince

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and one of Elia's guards walked in

"Princess, Prince Rhaegar is here," the warrior reported

"Thank you, Maurice, let him in," ordered the princess, at the same time that she turned around, ready to receive the prince, who when he saw her, looked at her completely surprised

"You are beautiful, Elia," Rhaegar murmured, devouring her with his possessive eyes from head to toe, at the same time that his deft hands took the princess's waist

"Behave Rhaegar, Ashara is present and your father is waiting for us" replied the princess with a smile

The prince sighed with a smile and nodded softly

"I leave you alone, I'll see you at the banquet," said the Lady of Starfall, leaving the mellow and horny princes on their own

The little show had reminded Ashara about her current obsession and shame

King Aerys and the unhealthy need to please him

What could she do? The king had given her the opportunity to prove what she was capable of, he did not despise her and took her advice seriously, following what he considered appropriate and reconsidering those that were not

The king was everything the Lady of Starfall wanted in a Lord Husband, powerful, masculine and vigorous, but with the intelligence to back it up, every meeting with the monarch was torture, Ashara felt the king's powerful eyes penetrate her soul

Wishing for more, much more

However, that was nothing more than a sweet fantasy

But then

“How is the fleet going, my dear?”  the voice of the queen was heard, who walked towards the throne room, accompanied by the king and escorted by the corresponding King's Guard

And then, the king's masculine and seductive voice answered

"Excellent, Ashara and Davos have done a great job, the young woman from Starfall is very talented and competent," replied the monarch

Ashara couldn't help but blush, but she was pleased with herself at the king's words

“Mmmm Ashara is beautiful and competent, those beautiful eyes and that spectacular body, every time I see her I wish to see her moan and beg for your cock, my king, when do you plan to take her for us?” asked the queen with evident desire in her voice

Those words left the young Lady frozen, her pupils dilated, and her legs trembled uncontrollably

Will it be possible?

"Soon, maybe during Rhaegar's wedding, Elia took our son from us, we will take away her best friend HAHAHA" replied the king

And Ashara couldn't help but get lost in that fantasy, she offered herself as a tribute to the dragon king, with a thin dress, in her hands and knees, offering her virgin cunt to the dragon king, to fuck and claim as he pleased.

For the seven, the beautiful Lady shuddered

"I wish to see that beautiful face break with pleasure as soon as you open that tight cunt for the first time, I'm sure the poor lady will faint as soon as she feels your cock split her in half" joked the queen with evident lust in her voice

"That can wait, let's announce Rhaegar's engagement first, is everything ready for the three ceremonies?"

The queen replied

“Yes, I talked to the Septon, after your persuasive arguments, he won't give us any problems, the meeting with Lord Stark is scheduled for tomorrow, I don't think we'll have a problem getting a heart tree sapling, the Valyrian rites are more complicated, I want to assume that this will be a completely intimate ceremony, right?”

"Yes, the plans are moving forward, and it is important that Rhaegar is married for the next part, don't worry dear, everything will be fine"

And without saying anything else, both monarchs continued their way to the throne, leaving a needy and lustful Lady, her legs trembling and terrifying, but incredibly appetizing images in her mind

And in all of them, Aerys Targaryen took her as his own

If the king planned to take her as Paramour, Ashara swore that she would be ready and prepared for him.

After all, the dragon king deserved the best of attention

Decisively, the beautiful young woman continued on a different path to the throne room

Without noticing the complicit and lustful looks that the monarchs shared with each other

The little star had fallen into the dragon's jaws

And apparently, she was in no hurry to get out

Oberyn Martell, King’s Landing

"Why am I here?" he asked his mother for the third time, who was waiting impatiently

"Because the king will announce your sister's engagement, and it is your duty to support her," replied the Princess of Dorne firmly.

Oberyn snorted, dissatisfied

"I can't believe you accepted, no one deserves Elia mother," the prince reproached, expressing his controversial opinion

Myriah rolled her eyes and answered

"Your own sister was eager to make the engagement, apparently, the prince was completely different from what the spies had reported."

Oberyn looked at his mother doubtfully, the instant the doors opened, letting in the king and queen, escorted by the seven King's Guards, including the new Ser Brynden Tully

And Oberyn couldn't help but admire the monarch, even close to his forty years, the king was in such good shape, that he didn't doubt that he could beat him up without a problem

The queen looked completely radiant, with a huge smile and holding the king's hand, looking at him with love and devotion, the pregnant belly only gave her an even more ethereal appearance

And then, the prince arrived, with his sister holding his arm

"She looks beautiful," Oberyn whispered looking at her radiant sister who, like the queen, saw the prince with a huge smile, while holding her hand with passion and desire

It was evident that this marriage was anything but an obligation for both of them

"As I was saying, the prince was very different from what the reports told us, passionate and determined, with a good sense of humor and lustful in the extreme, your sister sent me a letter begging me to make the engagement, because the prince wanted to fuck her madly and your sister was about to fall into temptations" the princess laughed at these words

Oberyn grimaced, not wishing to imagine his sister between the sheets with the silver prince

Hypocrite on his part? Yes, but he didn't care

"Welcome to all of you, today we celebrate the rise of Ser Brynden Tully and welcome him to the brotherhood," began the king, at the same time as he raised his chalice and all those present applauded politely

"However, it is my pleasure to inform you that it is not the only thing we celebrate tonight, since my son and heir, Prince Rhaegar is engaged to Princess Elia Martell, whom he will marry in two months," roared the king loudly towards the room

There was a moment of silence, before everyone began to applaud and celebrate, the noisiest being the guests from Dorne, for obvious reasons

"The ceremony will take place in three parts, as my son will be the king of all Westeros, he will have three weddings, one by the rites of the Andals, one by the rites of the first men and one by the rites of his mother country, old Valyria," the king reported firmly

Oberyn could respect the king's decision, but it was risky, and more so with a faith as stupid as that of the seven

"Now I want to propose a toast, to Prince Rhaegar and Princess Elia, the future king and queen of Westeros!" The king roared loudly raising his chalice

"FOR RHAEGAR AND ELIA!" they all shouted, the strongest being Oberyn, in support of his beloved sister

However... Oberyn noticed something strange, the king's eyes had a cold and calculating glow and were looking directly towards three people in particular

Lord Jon Arryn, Lord Robert Baratheon, and Lord Hoster Tully, who, though they had raised their glasses...

They were far from pleased with the marriage

Interesting, Oberyn thought, as he admired the monarch's strategy even more

In a single move, the king had identified possible enemies, with a single fucking sentence

It was bright and scary, to be sincere

Interesting times were coming, that was evident

The dragon king seemed to be prepared for one, but the rest of the Lords were prepared for a war with the dragon king?

Oberyn doubted it