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298 AC
Dorne - Sunspear
Sarella Sand
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"I am very excited, this will be a lot of fun we all are spearheading this thing. I didn't think I would ever get to do something like this at least not with Uncle Doran's permission." Tyene bounces around and can't seem to calm down now that she is aware of the plan.
I am leading us through Ebonhead to make a 'deal' and then we will set off to find this person called Nata and see what the situation is with her. We also will be looking for accurate numbers on the total amount of pirates which is supposed to be close to a thousand or so. They have been plundering and burning along with stealing women and kids so I don't feel even slightly bad for them and what they have coming.
"Calm down, we are not leaving until tomorrow and you're skipping around is going to make me dizzy." Obara groans as she rubs her forehead and Arianne laughs on the side.
"Give her this little bit, she is excited and can't keep it in. I am very jealous myself as I wish I could go but I can't." Arianne has been grumbling about not getting to go.
"You are just disappointed that you haven't gotten to ride the dragon enough before he flies away." Nymeria smirks at Arianne and the latter groans while leaning back into her set.
"Damn right I am, his cock ruined me and now I feel I will go crazy sitting around without access to it!" She throws her drink back taking the whole contents down at once before slamming the cup down. "It's stupid is what it is, how can they be so different?" It might have been a bad idea for her to sample the other 'dragon'.
"Hey, it's not all bad right? They say something like longing only adds to the sweetness, maybe after a long separation you will reunite and fuck passionately and it will be even better." She groans and looks over at Tyene who is trying to cheer her up but whose words only made the sting sharper.
"I should take a break from sex anyway, I am pretty sure one of them got me pregnant anyway. Nothing for sure but I have been aching and I think my outbursts are related to pregnancy, I blame you guys for doing this to me." We all stare at her in mild shock as she just breezed by a potential pregnancy.
"Your pregnant?" Tyene pulls a chair over next to her loudly and sits in it while gripping her hands and staring at her stomach.
"No way to tell yet but it's a chance." Arianne responds without much enthusiasm, she looks more defeated than happy.
"Is this not good news? You always talked about getting to make a beautiful child and now you could already be doing that." Tyene pokes her belly and Arianne frowns and slaps her hands.
"Yea well, that would be the case if I wasn't convinced the baby wasn't my husbands. I had 'alibi sex' with Viserys and I am sure he will never even know with how drunk he was that he didn't finish inside. But Eragon finished inside from the first time we fucked in my bedroom to the last time where we fucked in a servant's closet right after breakfast. It's almost like the fucker wanted to put his baby inside of me with his big and hot cock." Arianne's cheeks flush and her eyes go hazy as she reaches for her empty cup.
"Damn girl you got it bad." Obara shakes her head and Tyene reaches for the pitcher to fill the cup before stopping and frowning at Arianne.
"Isn't it bad to drink wine with a baby? I saw in one of my medicine books that there are cases of children being born with problems in families that can afford wine and drink it regularly." Arianne's head slumps back and her shoulders drop.
"Now I can't even drink wine with you on your last night here, this is shit." Tyene sighs and pours the glass anyway.
"Well the Targaryens already have birth problems so what's some wine going to do?" She seems to not mind but her viper-like eyes narrow on Arianne daring her to drink from the cup.
"Let's change the topic, let's talk about that girl we are looking for since I know nothing about her." Nymeria tired of the current talk yawns and speaks up.
"Nata is her name right?" Obara seems to agree to change the conversation and looks toward me since I know the most as I am leading us.
"Yes, Eragon said she is named Nata and she has platinum white hair with blue eyes that vary in color depending on the light." Obara scrunches her brows.
"Doesn't sound too hard to find but that also isn't that much to go off of." I snort and remember how he described her 'looks'.
"He said she is very beautiful and has hips that can 'send someone wild' with an ass to match and her breasts are alright as well. He put quite a lot of thought into her hips and ass though, that and her dad was a summer prince and she should be gathering people. 'You can't miss her if your looking' he was convinced that we would be able to spot her with that description." Everyone goes even more silent than when Arianne talked about her baby with the very man I am speaking of.
"I swear to fuck if we are going to the Summer Isles to help him snatch away some ass I will freak out at him." Obara tightens her hands and Tyene even steals the cup she filled from Arianne to drink some of it.
"He does like a big butt though, I can see him lusting after a woman he never got to taste before. He likes to molest my ass when we get hot and heavy, it is a miracle I haven't been caught with his hand marks all over my ass." Arianne smiles fondly and we can only sigh again.
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298 AC
Kingslanding - secret tunnels
Varys Blackfyre
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I lean up against the stone wall and peer through the hole and listen to the 'queen' talk to one of her people.
"Is it done?" She asks the man simply nods and she raises her chin. "Good, make sure no one knows your involvement in the matter. Even if his death looks to be from old age someone might get curious and we don't need people looking into this. The faster my father can become hand the more control of the situation we will have. War is coming and we don't need a man who preaches mercy for our enemies as they sharpen their claws and fangs to bite us."
"It is as you say, your grace." The man gives a deep bow, one of the many men she is fucking for their loyalty. If she stopped spreading her legs and filling his purse he would slit her throat just as easily as he poisoned Jon Arryn.
Jon Arryn is a good man and as far as good men go he has lasted a long time, his chief mistake is letting the Targaryens live. He begged Robert to not become a child-murdering monster and the king listened. Now the Targaryens rise against Robert and he is beginning to doubt his hand and 'father figure'.
I lean away from the wall and slink back into the shadows, there is a lot to gain from this situation but stopping Tywin from becoming hand should be a priority. I am sure he doesn't even know his daughter's plan and I can use that to intercept her plans and maybe convince the king to pick someone else. Someone who will weaken Robert in a way he wouldn't even expect.
Tywin is more concerned with the Blackfyres than he is with the Targaryens at this moment, according to my birds at least. Tywin fought against the Blackfyres before and is well aware of why they have allied with a Khal and his Khalasar. Whereas the Targaryens have less than twenty thousand spears and 'baby dragons'.
So if I can I need to try and recommend someone who hates the Targaryens to the bone and will focus on them instead. This way I can buy more time for my nephew to ready himself and come to take the throne that he is born to sit on.
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298 AC
Kingslanding - Tower of the hand
Jon Arryn
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I sigh setting aside another report.
Things are only getting worse the more I try to fix them, the debt builds, and when Tywin asks for us to pay we have nothing to give him. Gods, I wish I would have put a bit more sense into that boy's head, how can he spend so much coin he doesn't even have?
A knock at the door grabs my attention, a guard opens the door and looks my way.
"Your dinner is here." I nod, many tireless nights where I have to eat in the tower so I don't have to trudge down just to trudge back up.
"Good, let's see what it is as I am feeling famished." He nods and waves behind him and a young woman comes in with a tray that is covered and makes her way to my desk.
She smiles and sets the tray down and removes the covering as she bows and steps back.
"Is that all you need my lord?" She looks up with clear eyes and I nod.
She turns around and heads for the door and the guard nods before he steps out and closes the door behind himself.
I look down at the nice steak with different sides and even a cup of Arbor gold. My mouth watering I pull it closer to myself and grab the knife and fork. The meat cuts easily and I bring it to my mouth and take a bite as juice flows out filling me with joy.
The cooks know just the way I like it.
A few pieces later I set my knife down and reach for my cup and bring it to my lips. I swirl it a little and take a smell of its rich scent, finally pouring it into my mouth to wash down my throat I set the cup aside and wipe my lips.
"At least this job feeds me well." I laugh, the Eyrie has good cooks of its own but the ones here in the Red Keep are a step above anywhere I have been.
I peek over at the reports that were hurting my head and exhale through my nose as I bring another bite to my mouth. I need to speak to Robert, no more tourneys or celebrations of high-class prostitutes from Lys. Every gold coin counts from now on to make up for my mistake of not killing those kids.
Sadly I used my daughter to scout out Sunspear and haven't gotten word from her yet on what their situation is but I am sure she will let me know soon on her arrival back into the Vale. Her daughter will be spared but the other Targaryens all need to die so we can focus on the Blackfyres, I don't want to leave problems behind after I die.
I want the realm to be stable and the crown out of debt when I lay down the Hand of the King pin and retire into the grave.
Aemma will be fine running the Vale, she is already doing a marvelous job and making friends to help her. I just need to help Robert with his gold problem and clean up my mess and everything will be fine.
My eyes feel heavy as I finish my meal and I lean back into my chair and cross my arms. My eyelids get heavy and slowly close as I fight to stay awake. Giving up the fight I let them shut and thoughts of my 'son' Daeron run through my mind, the boy I failed.
I am sorry my boy.