3 the Prince that was promised

I spent my days in womb meditating and often wraging into my mother, Rhaella , when I got too bored and needed some stimulation. she was still unhappy about the marriage and was traumatised at the death of my old body, but my last song had instilled her with new strength of knowing that beating yourself down because of helplessness would not solve anything. she had to make the best out of the life she now had.

she came to love me because she could not tell if I was Aerys's son or my old body's, but suspected my old body to be the father because of how often we did the deed compared to just once with Aerys(I'm not my father though). she took it upon herself to learn the lute so she could play to me songs from lute I left for my unborn self as a gift. I of course help her through wraging in learning to play lute .

she didn't know before but fire has been a Targaryen kink since forever and in her harmonal imbalance due to pregnancy, she orgasmed with terrified look as she watched my old body burn. when I had wraged into her child's body,I could feel the movement of her cum around me after all. so much so that she had taken to playing lute by the fire side to calm herself down. what she didn't notice but I did when looking through her eyes was that the fire danced to her tune. this is in parts the lute itself and in part my increasing her magic in blood through sex before my conception. what a weird sentence.

because of such magic rich environment of her insides and my familiarity with using it to better myself, my new body was coming along great. that is until we went on a family trip to summer hall to celebrate my impending birth . she was resting in a garden with a nurse and her hand maidens when we saw the smoke and later a very intense fire in the mansion that would claim lives of her beloved grandfather and her hero, her uncle Duncan. the fire though proved too simulating at it's peak and gave her an orgasm that triggered my birth.

my infant years at Red keep were pleasent.I had a loving mother and a dotting father who I knew would take to madness eventually. after seeing Aerys so normal I wanted to try and keep him that way. my parents while not in love, were still siblings and had some fondness for each other, though they both resented the other for their forced marriage. with my great grandfather's death my grandfather became the king of seven kingdoms and my father became lord of dragon-stone. we all still spent most of our days in kings landing with the court.

I had gotten some of my birds to deliver some small Valyrian steel trinkets to me which I turned into a grinder/ blender with magic. I used them to powder up a lot of the dragon bones I collected. I had already turned them into much smaller pieces so that my birds could carry them when I looted them from Valyria in first place so it was not that hard to hack them into powder. I then powdered some of the dragon glass to mix it with dragon bone powder and clay to make a few ceramic cauldrons. I had to make my mother belive that she bought them for me, but that was simple with magic.

I used these cauldrons as show pieces and things to drink water out of and to discreetly brew potions. my water cauldron was always on fire of an oil stove to keep water boiling. as a prince I was allowed a few quirks and only drinking water that has been boiled was proven by citadel to be more disease free. with the cauldron and my lute to serenade it, I was able to enchant even the water that I drink to give my growing body many benifits.

when I was three years old, my mother became pregnant again but gave birth to a still-born girl. she was so destressed that only my singing could help her sleep and Aerys was blaming everyone for our misfortune, especially when a sudden illness claimed my grandfather, the king's life as well after his successful command of recent nine pennies war, ascending my father to the throne.

claiming my mother's sadness and grand father's suspicious death, I , with some help of magic, convinced my father that it would be best for me and mother to live in dragon stone for the coming winter, of which I was now the lord of, while he handled the court and familiarised himself with his duties.

he had some minor suspicion of my mother cheating on him, because of miscarriage, refusing to belive his seed to be anything but Devine . my mother's initial and continued sorrow at their marriage also made him think that ,so he insisted that 2 septas be sent with us to share her bed so no one else could.

his suspicions were unfounded since my mother may have had sex with my old body before their marriage, but she had been faithful since the marriage. just because she didn't sleep with Aerys often didn't mean she slept with anyone else. I of course choose the most beautiful septa's to accompany us with plans to turn them into my mother's lovers to reduce her loneliness and give her more mature shoulders to cry on. it was for sure also a fuck you to the church of seven.

my days in dragon stone were spent in caves of dragon glass, lighting them up with magic to practice it and it increased my ability to wrag as well on account of them being powerful scrying tools. magic users used to use dragon glass candle to look into far away lands and I did the same but with the whole cave as my focus to wrag into continent apart birds and still have access to my own self.

my nights were spent trying to sleep when the room besides me was too noisy with sounds of septa's and my mother's moaning.i was not alone in my irritation though, on the opposite side of those moaning doors was our new ward, Elia Martell . before leaving for dragon stone, I wrote a letter to the Princess of dorne about my mother's sadness at losing a daughter and how she fondly remembers her from her young days as my mother's lady in waiting.

considering her daughter's age being only 3 years older than me and me recently losing a sister to stillbirth, I requested in my capacity as lord of dragon stone to ward Elia, to cheer up my mother and bring our families closer together.

at seven years of age elia was already a most beautiful little thing and she came with a contingent of females dornish warriors at my request of hiring them for our service. my father loved the idea of female gaurds for a wife her suspected of cheating and he himself termed then Queensgaurd.

when they were not busy gaurding my mother, some of them could be found joining her bed with septa's in a big lesbian orgy. I had to use magic and sex with my mother to ensure their loyalty and love for my mother, so they had to curb their warrior Alpha female tendencies in her presence. my mother was never happier.

Elia herself was like a big sister and little sister packed in one package for me. she was older than me and taller than me which made her behave in caring and protective manner, while I had much more experienced in life so she followed my lead most of the Times.

we only spent 3 year at dragon stone through the winter and when summer came, went back to kings landing with a much happier queen. we were joined there by the her friend and newly mothered Joanna Lannister and her new born twins cersie and Jaime Lannister. her husband tywin Lannister had been made the hand of the king when my father took the throne as they were childhood friends. he had hoped to incur same friendship between his new children and me now.

Elia loved spending time with the twins and me so I was often forced to play in her game of house where we were parents to to the twins, with me being 7 and her 10, we were thankfully not taken seriously. my father impregnated my mother again by the time I reached age of 10, but my baby brother died soon after he was born, not even reaching the age of 2 years.i tried a lot of potions to keep him alive, but I could not cure generic imbalance.

he didn't die of illness but due to the Inbreeding that runs in my family. this time my father didn't pin it in my mother because they had a better relationship due to her being happy most of the time. anything sexual she had to do with Aerys was looked at as her duty as queen while going back to more siblings like relationship that they used to have outside the bedroom.

I don't know how many more of my siblings will die before another genetically stable one is born. my only option is that such weak genetics don't take to my mother's womb. I enchanted a potion for mother, one that will make her womb not take genetically unstable combinations. every time it would check for genetic instability and kill such a union before it has an opportunity to make placenta . it means it will take much longer and more often sex to even have a chance at baby at all. but atleast if it were not genetically stable, they egg would leave in period(menstruation) and not give us hope and disappointment.

<I don't know why but I puked during that paragraph>

next winter we go to dragon stone again to spend our winter. my parents were still grieving my brother but Aerys realised that if he wanted a functional queen again, it was best to let her go to dragon stone and visit her in grieving if he really missed her. when he would come, the Queen'sgaurd would become stiff and unforgiving, as if they were to behave in war. when he's not here they go into their 'every day is a love fest mode'. the Queen never sleeps with any one that is not the septa and Queen'sgaurd. her actions are well hidden from anyone but them and me and Elia.

here at dragon stone, now that I'm 12 in this new body, I can join the queen'sgaurd at training grounds and I'm already too good for them to be able to handle. I quickly take command of training of recruits and set about creating a legitimate merchant Navy. all volunteers are too go through strict training .while joining military is not profitable on its own, I've set a few commandments such that military men and women of dragon stone and their families here gain huge tax benifits. almost to the point where if you don't have a soldier in my army from your family, you are paying double the tax compared to you neighbour.

in next three years, I had them train in the art of bow, spear and shield. rowing the ships and practicing with most resistant of bows to enormously improve their forearm strength. charging each other with shields and some wrestling made their shoulders titan like. apart from spear , bow and shield, they also carry one woodcutting axe as survival gear. their armour was made of cloth and leather for under layer and wooden chest plate and pauldrons. their hand and leg braces also had similar Materials but also metal.

this was done because I'm building a navy, capable of fighting on both land and water. their armour is designed such that due to floating properties of wood and it being so prominent in chest, back and shoulders, the armour will also work as life jacket if they fall into water. they will make it so they float on water and always with legs down heads up position. their spear, axe, shield and bow are also made of wood and metal ,which also help in the way of floating. swimming in it is not comfortable but one gets used to it the more they do it.

their daily routine is, wake up at 4 before sunrise. swim around in the seas with compleat load out of weapons, armour and auxiliary gear until 6. next one hour during which they are to do some stretches and bath,I call it rest time.

7 O'clock they come to the military kitchen, and help prepare their own meals where they are taught about nutrition, what builds muscle and fats, what prevents diseases like scurvy. they cut their own fishs with their axe and prepare it and later take turns cooking on the grills set up. I want them to have a sense of aesthetics so I've even made a competition such that I will try a single bite from few of the most good looking dishes throught the breakfast hour and of them I will choose the best tasting ones. the winners of this MasterChef like compition will be exempt from washing their dishes and sometimes if they impress me too much I will even give them monetary reward. no one was allowed to win two days in a row though.

by 9 o'clock everyone was fed and rested and ready on weapons training. 1000 practice shots from each hand used to take 3 hours due to using extremely high stress of the bow, by the end of first year their target was to reduce that time in half. if each of those shot took 2 second it will eventually come down to 1 hour.

at 12, they were taught some massages by the Maester and and under their supervision, they would give their comrades massages and recive them on the floor . soldiers A would give massages to soldier B for 30 minutes and then both will take 10 minutes break. then soldier B would give one to Solider A for 30 minutes and then 10 minutes break.

at 1:30 they would have lunch prepared by kitchen staff, much better tasting than anything outside this island considering how much time my birds have spent finding me the best chef team in both continents. they enjoy their meal with cheap but tasty alcohols of different varieties in merriment. often I would bring my lute out during lunch time to put up a one, two combo of great food, drinks and music to increase moral.

at at 2:45 they would do some stretching inspired from yoga to better digest their lunch and prepare them for their next tasks.

at 3 o'clock they start training with Spears, which, although they were made to be able to cut, for first year i only had them do thrust. 1000 over hand,1000 under hand, 1000 from each sides and all of this with both hands. they didn't use their equipment spear for this but heavier practice spear. initially it used to take 6 hours, including some rests in between but the rests were slowly eliminated bringing it down to 4 and half hours by end of year. during this time they also bash each other with charging shield like one does in American football to build up endurance.

by 10 o'clock they were fed dinner and were sent to sleep to get their 8 hour rest. I wanted to teach them much more but for the first year, I needed to bring them up to perticular fitness in body before I started training their mind. a few of them wanted to give up, but the threat of extra taxes for their family due to them breaking contact and some general moral boosting magic was the perfect stick and carrot to drive them to excellence.

by the time I was 13 , they had reduced their time needed for same archery training from 3 hours to 1 and half hours, their spear training from 6 hours to 4 and half hours. I taught them all a lying down meditation technique in sleeping position which could actually substitute well for sleep.(shavasana)

it gives the same needed rest to body and mind even more effectively( 4 hours of it equals to a full night of sleep) but one lost out on dreaming. but it was not only more efficient rest, it was also a great meditation to increase mindfulness, stoic mentality and empathy. when one is in company of their own mind and lerns to treat it as a friend who might peer pressures one into decisions rather than thinking of it's decisions as ones own, they increase in all these aspects and in willpower.

putting this meditation just after their weapons training in place of time difference due to their improvement made them more motivated to cut their time further, so that each pull off arrow or thrush of spear took less time to increase on meditation/rest time, which was basically extra rest while lying down.

ofcourse when they started doing meditation for 1 and half hour after each training, I was able to cut back on their sleep a lot. in the night , under the safety from light from our light house, I had them row the bireme like ship. this was both for exercise and to make them more used to life at ship. the bireme had one set of oars on each side both below the deck and above the deck.

those above the deck would also be given lessons in how to use the stars and weather to navigate, hence ,each soldier would alternate between on deck and below it per day.

they would do all this for 6 hours and sleep on those boats themselves for 2 hours, this time with dreams. once I started to have them sleep on the seas, they just had to jump from the deck in the morning to start their morning swim.

once I turned 15 i had a formidable force of hybrid (ranged and melee) naval infantry. they only numbered at 500 men now and 300 of them are joined last year, while 200 have been training with me for 2 years now, but if utilised with correct tactics they can easily take on an army twice its size and hold off even more. I call my forces The Maw of The Dragon or 'Maws' for short.

because of difference in training level among the same troops i had to start ranking them with chevrons, so now I had 200 rank 2 (2 bronze Chevron) and 300 rank 1(1 bronze Chevron). new recruits have to earn their first Chevron when they reduce their time on weapons training enough to be officially taught lying down meditation, while second Chevron is awarded when one can do all of bow training in one hour and spear training in 3 hours.

rank 2 Maws are then taught more advanced land and navel tactics and more advanced spear and shield techniques. once they show enough expertise in both those things they are promoted to rank 3 (3 bronze Chevron). rank 3 soldiers are allowed to lead troops into battle and finally have choice of not promoting. any recruit will be trained to rank 3 at minimum but above that is more hard work but also much higher pay and social benifits, so they have the choice to either stagnate at this rank or spend what little free time they have, to better themselves in hopes of promotion.

just because someone chooses to stagnate doesn't mean they have it easy though. they are still expected to train similarly to before, but less intense so as to keep up, but at this point they already have reached epitome of human physique and improvement is hardly possible without giving up on either agility or strength to specialise on the other.

since rank 3 had already reached highest point of phisical training, rank 4 (1 silver Chevron) can only be achieved through extrem skill and mental training.

I wanted my forces to be like Roman legion in their ability to build forts, bridges, roads and infrastructure to grant themselves advantages they wouldn't otherwise have. but at this giant rock that is dragon stone such projects are hard to teach so any soldier that wanted to promote to rank 4 had to learn ship building while also improving their martial prowess. It want even my newer and lower ranked units to be able to do this but having capable fighter is more important at the moment then having them also be capable builders.

hopefully my rank 4(silver Chevron) are trained enough that they can lead such projects with strong men not experienced in building. I even give my lower ranked untis some days off of training so they can spend helping at ship building docks and gain experience in that, just like I've arranged a few seminars for all my troops to learn battlefield first aid. now they can hopefully recover themselves from injury and under leadership of a silver Chevron(rank 4 or higher) can help their ships recover as well.

to become rank 5 (2 silver chevron)was in comparison easier, one has to become familiar with trading and knowledge that is required for it so much that they can head a merchant vessel by themselves. it was weird to people, but a rank 5 captain(trader) needed to know and learn so much theoretical and practical knowledge of economics, geography and sociology . they had to ask themselves where to buy cheap, why is it cheap there, where to sell high, why is it expensive there. they had to become expert navigators, something they have been learning since rank 2. on top of all that one had to keep up their martial might and were expected to train bronze Chevron units(rank 1 to 3) as instructors when they are aboard their ship on mission. they each were captian of ships that they had a part in building and carried mostly soldiers as crew that they had a part in training.

by the time I turned 16 my forces measured at 30 rank 5 (2 silver Chevron), 90 rank 4, 500 rank 3, 200 rank 2 and only 100 rank one units with recruitment having fissile out due to population constrains of my Island. all of them went on many missions as gaurds and crew to my Targaryen merchant ships which helps pay for the army. there are enough pirates in these seas that all of them had the opportunity to get their hands bloody.

my ships are perticular famous because 30% of my army and hence gaurds at those ships are female. I had opened recruitment for females since start but I could only pick speed with that after my 14 th name day, since when I went around showing off some of the queen'sgaurd that have sworn themselves to me. I would go from town to town singing and playing songs of greatness of my queen'sgaurd and songs about how women warriors are the hottest of women. with the effects of my magical lute , a lot of the women joined only in hopes of one day getting to warm my bed, who am I to decline such an offer.

I actually lost my virginity in this body at age of 13 to 16 year old Elia, who was still my ward at dragon stone, having visited dorne often while we were at kings landing. when we came to dragonstone for winter when I was 13, I recived a letter from Olenna Tyrell, of condolences for my young siblings death and offering to have her youngest daughter, jenna, be my ward at dragonstone. jenna about 2 years older than me but a year younger than Elia. I though Elia could use a friend of her own age so I agreed.

Jenna was beautyful and busty but a gossip monger. she wanted to know everything and wanted to tell that everything to her mother. I had to nip that problem in the bud with magic and seduction . now all three of us, me, Elia and jenna, sleep in the same room every night, while some of my personal Queen'sgaurd join us while rest of them gaurd the door. With both Elia and jenna in love with me and more loyal to me than they every were to their family, I was able to convince them to join me when I and my personal Queen'sgaurd join my soldiers in training. by the time I turned 16 , they were 19 and 18, with Elia at rank 5 and jenna at rank 4. Elia being a captian of her own ship and jenna her vice captian.

they were able to achive this much because I share my water enchanted(in dragon cauldron) to promote growth and health and every time we have sex, I end up increasing magic in their blood and resonating my own magic with theirs. they don't know about the magic yet though. even my enchanted water mostly uses drinkers own magic to improve heath and growth so they benifit a lot from it.

my army had mostly acted in self defence against pirates , until I went to vale to discuss with lord Jon Arryn a perticular campaign I had in mind. ever since the war of nine penny kings, the three sisters had been over taken by pirates hoping to turn it into another stepstones. they made life hard for vale with their raiding and made sea trade very difficult for vale and white Harbor(North). I had come with offer to take the sisters off his hands and liberate them for myself. he was only losing a property he only had in name and had much to gain.

my Targaryen merchant ships at dragonstone only numbered 30 right now, one for each captain, but my other forces still gaurded the nearby seas as part of their patrol mission. we had saved many merchants that I have protection contracts with from pirate raids. I could easily extend trade contracts I have with them to include a route through vale under my protection. any tax it made from the three sisters would pale in comparison to increase in revenue from such a trade.

Jon Arryn still tried to negotiate offering me title as it's lord and it's land but still having it remain a part of Vale, saying that even the current houses lords might be only loyal to themselves but their houses still rule in his name. I refused saying that I was his Prince, one day king, how did he expect me to be his vassal when he is mine. if he didn't want safety and prosperity of his people as much as I do then I may as well leave.

on the door ,while leaving his study ,where we were talking, I warned him that crown extends its help in moments of crisis, otherwise lords have the responsibility to protect their own kingdoms, or else there was no point in each Kingdom having their own soldiers. if the situation at sisters is not considered a crisis, then he can expect my father to send a missive with a deadline for dealing with and getting rid of pirates that have claimed your territory and manage your vassals there that let them do as they please, or they will be considered to be committing piracy with Arryn support. if he fails to meet those deadlines than he can expect to lose the sisters as well as his face in front of the court on account of incompetence as lord of vale.

he paled and asked if he could have some time to think about it at least. I lied that what I warned had already been in talks in the capital, I only acted to give him more face than my father would. I said that the offer is open while I am in vale for the week and the offer is off the tabel as soon as the missive for vale to deal with it comes, even if I'm still in vale at that point. he asked when do I expect such a missive to come and I said that "it could be today, could be tomorrow or next week , you know how bureaucracy works". that put him in some relief but also put him in motion to call his closest Allies for their advise.

while there, I met a step brother of my old body, Eddard 'Ned' stark. he was a bit uptight but very cute 10 year old. he already had a legendary friendship with Robert baratheon ,hier to the stormlands. I didn't realise how much meeting him will make me miss all three of my parents. it makes me regret not meeting and knowing my other step siblings. I'll look into meeting them after I've dealt everything here.

William Snow still writes letters to his parents in winterfell. they miss him but his letters tell them he is beyond YI TI and doing very well for himself as a trader. using his name, I've also set up a few trade contracts between North and essos using people possessed through birds and some magic to make my presence unnecessary. it's actually because of those trade routes that I'm here.

if I only wanted to give my troops experience in war,I could have easily gotten them a Mercenary job in essos and gold had never been a motivation since my raid of Valyria. Jon didn't even have a cute daughter or something that I do something to get closer to him. this campaign was only because the sistermen (pirates) made any contacts between North and essos that I make in name of William worthless if the goods and money never make it to their destination. well there's also the fact than I'm the hier to the throne and I find it insulting that my territory was in pirate hands.

I spend a few days getting to know Ned and Robert and helping them with their training. Robert at 13 is already very strong and will only get stronger with the weight of his hammer training him. Ned is also really good for his age but worships Roberts strength, and now mine I guess when he watched me spar with some vale knights.

the next day some nearby lords arrive in tower and after a meeting with them Jon agrees to my terms. we make up the contract for transfer of ownership of the sister isles and sent letters pertaining to such to each Kingdom and citadel. with those letters i send my birds seperately to see the response of each Kingdom to such news and send my own letters to my navy.

I watched through my birds eyes as the sistermen rose in open rebellion in response to my news, capturing all the nobility and declaring it a haven for pirates in hopes that other pirates might join their little confederacy in protecting a possible outpost. i was picked by my ships at gulltown as I return from my wraging. I'm thinking how should I go about this campaign when my thoughts are inturrepted by Elia and Jenna as they pull me into the captain's cabin.

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