Trouble In Weeping Town

(Rhaegon's POV)

I groaned as I dragged my way down the hall, "What a night...." I said, "It's harder than I thought, handling all of them in the same night...." 

I noticed Rhea approaching me, "My Prince." She said as she stopped, "You have a visitor." 

I stopped and blinked, "Who is it?" 

"Lord Tyrion Lannister." She said

I sighed, "What does he want?" I said, "I trust he was welcomed well?" 

"Lord Dondarrion is currently greeting him." She said

"Hm..." I said, "Alright. What are you up to?" 

"I have some privies to clean today." she said

I looked at her, "Why?" 

"It's my job." she said softly

I sighed, "Yea, I will not be okay with that." I muttered, "Tell me when you are done so we have a meal together." 

"As you wish.." She bowed slightly

I walked past her, "Don't overwork yourself." I told her

A few minutes later, I walked into the main hall, and saw that Lord Trevor was talking to the small Lannister. 

"Ah!" Tyrion said with a smile, "If it isn't the Black Dragon himself!" 

Behind him, I saw Sandor Clegane and one of his other sellswords, Bronn I think the name was. 

"Lord Tyrion." I nodded as I approached him, "What brings you here." 

He frowned, "You didn't get my letter?" 

"I was just telling Lord Tyrion that his letter had just arrived, My Prince." Lord Trevor said, "I did not have time to announce his arrival. Even if I did, I was not going to interrupt your.....well, time with the Princess." 

I nodded, "It's fine, Lord Dondarrion." I said

"Ah..." Lord Tyrion said, "I'm glad you're taking the whole marriage well. I noticed you ignored me at the wedding." 

"You were too drunk for me to bother approaching you." I told him, "I know how rowdy you get." 

"Ah..." He chuckled, "Come on!" 

I looked at Sandor and Bronn, "I ask again, what brings you a lot here?" 

"Lord Tywin sent us." Sandor said, "Well, the intention was on sending me but he grew tired of the Little Lord and decided to have him tag along." 

"Send you for what?" I asked

"Weeping Town, Ser." Lord Dondarrion said, "I have also received a letter from your Lord-Father. There's been an unusual report. It could relate to your uncle." 

I narrowed my eyes, "Stannis?" 

"Yes." Tyrion said as he walked past me, "It is quite something, that he attacked his nephew's Seat. Makes you wonder, what the reason was." 

I looked at him, "And why are you here if there's trouble there?" I asked

"I don't know." Tyrion said, "But this screams of adventure. I am excited! I never got the chance to go around fighting alongside a man like yourself." 

I pointed at the two behind me, "You got them." 

"You flatter us." Bronn said, "But we don't have dragons. And well, I am not a Knight." 

"I guess that's true." I said

"Now now, where is she?" Tyrion asked, "Where is my beloved niece? Is she in bed? If so, I will wait. I am starving though. Surely, you will share your hospitality, Ser Rhaegon?" 

"Lord Dondarrion, have some food for these men." I said, "Make sure there are rooms ready for them as well. They must be tired from the travels." 

"As you wish." He said as he bowed slightly

"You have my thanks, Prince." Tyrion bowed sarcastically

"You best behave." I said, "All of you. My Snakes are particularly wild around this time. Any wrong move and they could hurt you." 

"Hm." Sandor said

"Uncle!" I heard Myrcella's voice

Tyrion turned to see Myrcella walking into the room, wearing a beautiful white dress, her hair set down completely. 

"Ah!" Tyrion said with a smile, "There she is!" 

Myrcella crouched down and hugged him, "Oh, I missed you." She said, "I am glad to see you!" 

"Look at you, you're glowing." Tyrion said as he pulled away, "Such a wonderful sight. I'll tell your mother how well you are doing. I trust that you are doing well?" 

She chuckled as I walked over to her, "Yes, Uncle." She said as I wrapped my hand around her waist, "I am having a lovely time here." 

Tyrion smiled, "That is good." he said as he pointed at me, "Let me know if he's being a bad husband, I'll sic my Hound on him." 

I rolled my eyes, "Oh please." 

"No no, he's wonderful." Myrcella hugged me, "I love him." 

"Ah..." Tyrion said, "Now isn't this heartwarming? I was there when you were born, so small and pretty. Look at you, all grown up! Isn't this amazing...?"

"Hm." I said as I looked at him

"And I was also there when this one was a babe. Hells, I was there when he took his first steps with his dragon on the side, cheering him on." He chuckled, "It's funny how well included all of our houses are; Targaryen, Baratheon, and Lannister. Stark too now that Daenerys is married to Robb." 

"You were there?" I raised my eyebrows, "When I take my first steps? Mother keeps telling that story, she never mentioned you." 

"I am offended." He frowned, "I was right there, next to Cersei and Jaime when that happened. Robert missed it and was enraged. Granted, he was riding from Storm's End as quickly as he could." 

"Well, whatever." I said as I looked at Myrcella, "He's here because there's trouble in Weeping Town. I will go and take a look with them." 

She frowned, "Oh?" She said, "What kind of trouble?" 

"I don't know." I said, "But you'll stay here with the Snakes, alright?" 

"I...I suppose so.." she said

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"When should I expect another Niece or Nephew?" Tyrion said as he sat down on a small log, reading a book, "My sister expects a grandchild soon." 

"I expect your Father does as well." I said as I sat across from him,

Morghul let out a rumble in the distance, he was laying down and getting ready to sleep. 

"Well yes." He said, "But Cersei wants it out of genuine joy and love. My Father wants it out of...well, you are smart, I do not need to tell you.' 

We were in a camp, on the way to Weeping Town. I let these three ride out ahead of me while I gave my "farewells" to the Sand Snakes. They have been.....well....a bit "hot" as of late. It is hard to keep up with them but I manage. 

Myrcella told me to be careful and before I took to the sky, she and I shared a very long kiss. It was nice, I liked it. 

Now, we were in a camp, some dozen miles away from Weeping Town. I was wondering what sort of trouble this is. It could be the remnants of Stannis's men, resurfacing. 

"If you don't mind me saying, Tyrion." Bronn said as he was tending the campfire, "I don't think it is appropriate to talk about your niece's sex life. Especially to her husband who happens to be Rhaegon fucking Baratheon." 

"Could not agree more." I turned to see Sandor drinking wine from his leather canteen, "Talk about something else." 

Tyrion shrugged, "She's my niece, I am her family. It is only natural I am interested in her desire to expand the Family." He said, "There's no malice in my questions. Besides, I am merely relaying the question on behalf of my Sister, The Queen. She could not stop pacing back and forth, asking if Myrcella had sent a letter announcing the news." 

I sighed and looked down, "Soon, okay?" I said, "Take it easy." 

"No, I get it. You have been thrown this burden of protecting the realm so I suppose some doubts are in order." He said, "But I know that your Mother would love a grandchild so there's that." 

"It will happen, okay?" I said as I reached for Fury and set it on my lap, "Tell my Aunt not to worry." 

"Ah, that is good." He said with a chuckle, "What would you name your first child then?" 

"Ah, names." Bronn said, "I always find it fascinating when deciding on a name for a kid." 

"How so?" Sandor asked

"I don't know. I wonder if my folks sat around and thought of mine." He said, "It'd be stupid if they did. I mean, they came up with Bronn. You know how dumb that sounds?" 

"Not the worst name." I said, "I mean, Walder is a pretty dumb-sounding name if you ask me. Especially in front of a name like Frey." 

"Are you mad that he badmouthed you for refusing his daughter?" Tyrion asked

I shrugged, "Meh." I said, "The whole realm didn't want that anyways. I mean, she is very pretty." 

"If you ask me, Prince." Bronn said, "You should teach that old cunt a lesson. I don't ask for much coin, I could go and beat up one of his sons for you." 

I waved him off, "I already sent him a warning." I said

"So?" Tyrion asked, "What name?" 

"Ah...." I said as I unsheathed Fury and began to tend to it, "Myrcella wants to name our daughter Rhaenyra." 

"After the Dragon Queen....hmm....that's an interesting choice." He said, "And a son?" 

I shrugged, "I don't know." I said, "That's up for debate." 

"A Targaryen name for a dragonrider." Tyrion said, "I have a good one. Daeron." 

"Daeron?" I asked

"Like the Young Dragon." He said with a smile, "Even without a dragon, he conquered Dorne. The son of the Bloody Queen, Visenya Targaryen. If you ask me, that's a good name." 

I shrugged, "It's alright, I guess." 

"What's with that whole Bloody Queen thing?" Bronn asked, "What did Visenya do?" 

"The Night of The Bloody Queen is an important moment in Targaryen History." Tyrion frowned

"Everyone knows it." Sandor said, "The regents of Aegon III's court wanted to overthrow him and had sent assassins to take him out." 

"But Visenya Targaryen had something to say about it." Tyrion said with a chuckle, "Cut them down with Dark Sister viciously and violently, in such a manner that their blood splattered all over her night-gown. And when she was confronted by the Regents, they all shook in their boots in seeing the young queen standing her ground and giving them the Death Glare." 

I nodded, "Yea." I said with a smile, "Myrcella talks about that event." 

"She bathed them in dragonfire."