The Might of House Belaerys

Chapter 6: Dragons Landing

High Valyrian – italics.

Bastard Valyrian – bold.

Common tongue – Normal.

Dothraki – Underlined.

It took a month for the envoy to return to Dragonstone, unfortunately he didn't return the same as he had left.

A small chest was brought into the Dinner Hall while the family was breaking their fast, Aegon and Aerion were haggling still over the white dragon egg Aerion wanted and Visenya and Rhaenys were discussing Rhaenys's wedding which was to take place soon. The lord and lady of the Castle were still a bed and Orys was half sleep on his plate of food when the guards came in carrying the small chest.

"My lord, a ship baring the crown stag of House Durrandon dropped this on the pier before setting sale, they left in a hurry." said the guard as he and his companion placed the chest in front of the head table. Aegon just raised a eyebrow before motioning for one of the guards to open the chest.

"Aye my lord." said the guard before falling to his knee next to the chest and opening the lid. He let off a small gasp and a gag before moving to the side to allow the inside's of the chest to be seen by all. A pair of hands and a small note where the only things inside. The other guard moved to grab the note to hand it to Aegon. When he did the Targaryen heir rage was heard all over the castle. The note only had one simple line.

"These are the only hands you will receive. From me."

"He killed the messenger, the gall of that cock swallowing craven." ranted Aegon as he paced all around his fathers study, around him all the members of his family stood watching, Aerion wasn't sure if he should be angry or amused. "Who knew Aegon had such colorful vocabulary." the words spilling from Aegon's mouth were as inventive as they were crude, even Orys was blushing from the things the his younger brother was saying.

"Enough." that small whispered word from Lord Aerion was enough to calm his young son, such was the hold he had over his children. When Aegon was sufficiently calmed Lord Aerion walked to the side chamber, where the Castle Maester usually resided and called to the man.

"Alvin come here a moment." called Lord Aerion before walking over to his desk and sitting down, the Maester wasted no time in running into the room, a book in hand. "You called my lord." asked the man as he bowed to all the people present. Aerion was fast enough to catch the scowl on Aegon's and Visenya's faces before they were replaced by neutral looks.

"Aye, fetch some parchment and quill." asked the Lord as he sat back and waiting for his the squirmy maester to run back towards the other room before coming back with enough parchment and ink to write half a book.

"To all the Kings and Lords of the Seven Kingdoms..." Lord Aerion stared dictating. The second he did Aerion knew what was about to happen. A declaration of War. Of Conquest. The first step in the Rise of the New Valyrian Empire.

"...in the name of King Aegon, future King of all Westeros, we of House Targaryen offer the following. Kneel and swear fealty to us, do so and you may keep all your lands and tittles, fail to heed our warning and you shall be destroyed, we shall rain down Fire and Blood upon all enemies, for We Stand above All." by adding both of their words showed the world that House Targaryen and House Belaerys stood together. The other thing that surprised Aerion was that the Lord of House Targaryen didn't name himself king.

"The man certainly can, Aegon loves his father too much to argue and he has more than enough support." but apparently Lord Aerion didn't want the Seven Kingdoms, at least not for himself, just for his son.

"Have copies of that sent to all the lords of Westeros but the first copies that will leaving this castle I want sent to Storm's End, Casterly Rock, High Garden, Winterfell, Sunspear, The Eyrie and lastly to Harrenhal." said Lord Aerion, the maester was too busy writing to pay anymore attention to the rest of the conversation.

"Are we really doing this?" asked a fearful Valaena, she sat in a small chair by her husband's desk, next to her Rhaenys sat somberly rubbing her gold/silver egg absentmindedly. Her lord husband gave her a small nod before squeezing her shoulder affectionately That seemed to calm the poor woman down, at least enough so that she could keep calm during the rest of the meeting.

"The next few weeks are critical if we mean to make this invasion happen, my talks with Lord Maelor were favorable, the Velaryons and their men are with us." said Lord Aerion as he sat back down on his desk, Aegon, Visenya and Orys looked happy with the news, Valaena smiled at the news, while she was sure her brother would join them one never knew.

"With their men and our own we have almost a thousand men and over a hundred ships, but we still need more, that's why Orys, you will fly tomorrow morning to Claw Isle and ensure House Celtigar join us." the big man just gave a tight nod before he sat back and took a swig of his wineskin.

"Aegon you and Daemon will fly to Sweetport Sound and make Lord Sunglass join our cause." that brought a frown to everyone's faces, since Visenya had been denied to the man's son Lord Sunglass had become a bit sour, no longer joining in on Dragonstone's monthly feasts. "And if he refuses father.?" they all knew what the man would say but sometimes you needed to hear the words out loud.

"Than Fire and Blood my son, Fire and Blood." Aegon gave a frowning nod at that. If he wanted to be King he would have to harden his heart, for sometimes a king must do the unpleasant thing to keep the peace. "It shall be done father."

"What will the rest of us be doing father." asked Visenya, her hand firmly on the pummel of her sword, she was itching to mount her dragon and go ride out to war. In fact Aerion himself couldn't wait till he was mounted on Seafyre while raining down dragonfire on their future enemies.

"Aerion informed me that you and Rhaenys are advancing quite fast in your magic lessons." what was unsaid was that Aegon utterly sucked at anything that had to do with magic, give the boy a sword and he was like The Warrior himself but ask him to use a simple fire spell and it was like squeezing water from a stone, impossible. But where Aegon failed Visenya and Rhaenys, especially Rhaenys, excelled.

Visenya took to battle magic like a fish to water and Rhaenys was even better than him using the water magics from the Rhoynish Magic Books. She had read them from cover to cover, and while most of the spells were healing magic there were some that could potentially take down a full grown dragon from their sheer power. He had seen the girl created a water serpent the size of two war galleys and controlled it like it was as easy as breathing for her.

"Keep at it, you three will be our secret weapons in the war to come." said Lord Aerion and with that all of them left the room. Before noon Aegon, Orys and Daemon had left the island. Before the week was out they would return with ships and soldiers from House Sunglass and House Celtigar. The War had begun.

A Month Later.

The replies to the letters came in fast, most just ignored them but some like House Massey, House Bar Emmon and a few lesser Houses from the Blackwater had sworn fealty and agreed to join House Targaryen and House Belaerys in their war.

Others like House Arryn had offered an alliance, the offer was for Aegon to marry the Queen regent Sharra Arryn and together they would take on Argilac and Harren. Aegon denied her request, he wanted surrender or nothing.

House Martell had offered an alliance to take on Argilac but would not yield to Targaryen rule. Aegon again denied the alliance but this time at the urging of Aerion. They didn't need the Dornish to win the war.

With all the Houses sword to their cause had gather at Dragonstone, they had almost a hundred and fifty ships and two thousand five hundred men, that and their nine dragons was more than enough to start their war.

Aerion stood on the deck of the war galley Sea Empress, the personal ship of Lord Velaryon as they sailed into the mouth of the Blackwater, Aegon and his father had set the camp there, next to three hills. The Sea Empress was the last ship to arrive. The other having had a few days to settle down and start building a wooden fort Visenya had named the Dragonfort. From there they planned to start their war.

Aerion was suppose to arrived at the same time as Aegon and his wife but he had been side tracked by a request from Visenya. A request he had taken on gladly.

A Week Before.

It was a week before their plan invasion of Westeros was to take place, Aerion was laying in bed naked, his wife Visenya was next to him, just as naked, panting and staring at his chest with a queer look in her eye.

She had attacked him the second he stepped foot in the room, before he knew it he was laying on the floor with a moaning and groaning Visenya riding him for all he was worth. Their rutting lasted for hours before exhaustion made them stop.

"Can I ask what I did to earn that." asked Aerion with a grin as he gave Visenya's plump ass a hard squeeze, in the weeks since their wedding night Aerion had learned that his wife liked her love making like she did her sparring, hard and rough. He was rewarded with a loud wanton moan and a punch to the ribs.

"My mother always told me that if I wanted something from my husband it was best to ask after fucking his brains out." grunted Visenya as she reposition herself so she was half laying on top of Aerion as they spoke. Aerion for his part just laughed out loud. "I seriously doubt your lady mother used those words." said Aerion, Lady Valaena was too much of a lady to ever us words like that.

"I was paraphrasing." said Visenya as she gave his spend manhood a hard squeeze to shut him up. It worked. " I wanted to ask for a favor, a big one..." the tone of her voice got his attention more than anything else. She sounded unsure. That was something out of the normal for her.

"What ever it is, if its in my power I will gladly do so." Aerion spoke seriously, Visenya rarely let herself be vulnerable with anyone and he didn't want her to think he wasn't taking her seriously.

"Its about my sister, in less than a week we'll be heading off for war and she isn't suited for it. She was always different than me. She's delicate and soft and hates anything to do with fighting..." her voice cracked a bit as she was talking about her sister. Aerion gathered her up in his arms and hugged her tightly to himself.

"...and I need her to be safe, she's our heart Aerion. Ever since we were children Aegon's been the brawn, I the brains and she's our heart. If something were to happen to her I don't think we could take it." said Visenya as she hugged his chest tightly and if he wasn't mistaken Aerion felt a few tears hit his naked torso. That was when he understood their childhood saying. The three heads of the dragon. it couldn't survive without all three.

"Tell me what you wish and I will see it done." said Aerion and he felt her nod her head.

"The Battle dress, I know I can't keep her from joining us in the war, she might be softer than me but she's still a dragon, and a dragon won't ever abandon their family. I wanted to know if you could gift her with her own battle dress, anything that will ensure she's kept safe." if she were to ask anyone else it would seem like a massive request but for him it only meant another trip into the Doom. His family had not only dozens valyrian steel weapons and armors but battle dresses as well.

"I can do that, it won't be as high quality as the one I gave you, but it will ensure her safety." that wasn't a lie, her Battle Dress was one of a kind. Made specially to keep its wearer safe in the dangerous jungles of Sothoryos it had become the armor of choice for dragonrider women in his family for hundreds of years. There were others in his vault but they all paled in comparison to the one he had given her.

His answer earned him another few hours of love making. Aerion left the next afternoon on Seafyre. He had to hurry if he wanted to be there for the start of their war.

Present Time.

Seafyre flew over their boat, she was a silent guardian over their ship, strapped to her saddle were three chest holding what he had brought over from Valyria.

He had brought back even more magic books for their continued lessons, a valyrian steel warhammer for Orys, the man had proven to be a demon when wielding one, Rhaenys battle dress and three valyrian steel swords. One he planned to give to Rhaenys along with her Battle Dress, and the other two he was saving.

He had learned since waking from his stasis sleep that valyrian steel weapons were a rare commodity, there were some families like the Lannister's that would sell their own children for one.

"We're nearly there my lord." said the captain of the ship as he walked to stand behind Aerion,. From where they were Aerion could see the shore, the war camp was full to the brim and he could see the wooden Dragonfort, at least what was built so far.

"I see that captain, if you don't mid I think I'll go on ahead." said Aerion and with a quick whistle Seafyre flew low enough for him to jump on her back. Before the captain could even question his actions Aerion and Seafyre were far away, already making their way towards the camp.

As they got closer he could see Balerion sleeping in between the two smaller hills. They landed in the middle of the camp, the soldiers around him were so used to dragons that they didn't even stop what they were doing to stare.

Before Aerion could even get of the saddle Aegon was standing next to them a big smile on his face as he waited for Aerion to dismount.

"Good of you to finally join us brother." japed Aegon as he helped Aerion dismount, he was dressed in full plate armor, he looked menacing, his armor was pitch black and the plate was made to look like black scales, around his shoulders was a blood red cape with House Targaryen's symbol on it. He looked every bit the conqueror he was. His own armor was in one of the chest on Seafyre's saddle.

"Had some errands to run for the wife, you know I can't say no to her, not if I want my nose to remain unbroken." chuckled Aerion as he landed on the ground next to a laughing Aegon, he called for some soldiers to come take the chest to his, or actually Visenya's, tent while he caught up with the would be king.

The soldiers were in a bit of a hurry since the second Aerion unstrapped the chests from his dragon's saddle they picked them up and ran towards his wife's tent. "Why are they so jumpy?" asked Aerion as he watched the soldiers run like their life depended on it.

"A portion of the camp is mobilizing, I sent Visenya and Rhaenys ahead to deal with some unyielding lords, the soldiers are going to march in less then an hour." said Aegon as he watched the camp move. While not all the soldiers would be leaving to back up the two Dragonriders the excitement had spread.

"Where did you sent them?" Aerion while knowing the to ladies could more than take care of himself was still worried, anything could happen in war. "Rhaenys went to Rosby to deal with Lord Rosby and Visenya went to Stokeworth to bring them to heel..." Aerion was surprise with how quick Aegon was moving, the Dragonfort wasn't even half done and he was already moving to conquer the surrounding lords.

"...you actually got here just in time, I sent Orys and a bulk of our army to meet the combined forces of Lord Darklyn and Lord Mooton out in the field and I was about to join him. Would you go make sure no harm comes to my sisters." asked Aegon as they moved over to Balerion, the massive dragon was no longer sleeping, he was just sitting there watching them.

"There's no need to even ask. It would be my pleasure." said Aerion as he patted Aegon in the back and moved back towards Seafyre. As Aerion and his dragon flew away from camp he could see the shadow that was Balerion as it got further and further away. "That truly is a magnificent dragon."

Castle Rosby

In no time at all Seafyre's shadow fell on the Castle of House Rosby, Aerion was pleasantly surprised that when he landed the gates to the Castle were open and Rhaenys and Whisperwings were in front of them talking amicably with a fat blonde man, from the way he was dressed Aerion guessed he was most likely Lord Rosby.

As his dragon landed Aerion had to hold back his laughter from the surprised scream he heard coming from the people in the castle's courtyard. He was greeted with a hug and a kiss on the cheek from his good-sister.

"Aerion you're back." squealed the girl as she and Aerion ignored all the gawking people around them, their dragons stood next to each other nipping at each other playfully. "I am dear sister, and I was under the impression that you and Whisperwings were laying siege to Castle Rosby, but here I find you chatting with the lord as if old friends." his voice was teasing but she could tell he wanted to know what had happened.

"No need Aerion, the people of Rosby are smarter than the ones a Duskendale or Maidenpool, the second they saw my dragon on the horizon they lowered their banner and opened their gates." the smile on the girl was infectious and he could do nothing to keep the returning smile he shot her.

"Then finish here, we have to go find my wife and keep her from burning Stokeworth to the ground." said Aerion with a laugh as he jumped back on Seafyre's saddle and waited for Rhaenys to finish speaking with Lord Rosby.

"Take your men and head towards the mouth of the Blackwater, our encampment is there, my brother will be there waiting for you." said Rhaenys and before the lord could get in a word she ran back towards the dragons and jumped on the saddle behind Aerion. "Lets go brother, its better to not keep Senya waiting...she has the temper of a dragon you know." said Rhaenys as she held on to Aerion's midsection with both hands.

"Sometimes you're too much, you know that right?" said Aerion as he commanded both Whisperwings and Seafyre to take to the skies. "I know." said the giggling girl as their dragons and them got father and father from Rosby.

Castle Stokeworth

By the time Aerion and Rhaenys reached the Seat of House Stokeworth, the castle gates were closed and Visenya and Vhagar were flying over the it, away enough that they were safe form arrows and scorpions but close enough that if Visenya wanted to she could bathe Stokeworth with dragonfire.

"I can feel your sister's wrath from here." Aerion told Rhaenys as Seafyre and Whisperwings flew closer to the circling Vhagar. " We better calm her down if we want Stokeworth to survive to see the new day." Rhaenys was right, even from where they flew Aerion could see the sparks of fire that left Vhagar's snout.

Aerion grabbed his Dragon-horn and gave it a mighty blow, this time not trying to control the other dragon but to gain its rider's attention. The sound, which through an enchantment on the horn was much louder than possible, was heard all around, he could see not only had they gained the attention of Vhagar and Visenya but also of the people standing in the castle walls and courtyard.

They all commanded their dragons to land a few hundred yards from the Castle, enough that their arrows couldn't reach them, when they dismounted Visenya wasted no time in walking up to Aerion and giving him a very forceful kiss. "I know my husband is appetizing sister but keep your hands to yourself." growled Visenya.

Rhaenys giggled and nodded her head. They both, Aerion and Visenya, knew that Rhaenys didn't mean anything by it, she was just the biggest flirt they had ever met. Still anyone that spend any amount of time with the youngest Targaryen could tell that even with all her flirting the girl was completely in love with her older brother.

"Did you get what I ask?" the words were low, enough so that only Aerion heard them. He just gave her a small smile and that earned him another kiss, this one much less forceful.

"So my wife, is Stokeworth giving you trouble?" asked Aerion with a grin on his face, a grin that was repaid with a scowl and a elbow to the ribs. "The idiots won't yield the Castle, they think they can withstand dragonfire." snarled Visenya as she glared at the nearby Castle, Vhagar sensing her riders dark mood roared to the skies while blowing a bronze stream of fire.

"May I darling?" asked Aerion with a grin, Visenya just shot him a quick frown before nodding her head. Aerion's hand, the one with the foci ring, started glowing bright yellow before he put it up to his neck as if holding his throat. "People of Stokeworth..." his voice was so loud Visenya and Rhaenys next to him could feel their bones vibrating, the sound reverberated all around the area, it was clearly heard all over Castle Stokeworth.

"I am Aerion of House Belaerys, with me are my wife Visenya and my good-sister Rhaenys of House Targaryen, our dragons Seafyre, Vhagar and Whisperwings are at our side, ready to, at our command, take to the skies and burn you in your home." the dragons as if by some silent order took to the skies and flew around the Stokeworth's ancestral home, blowing fire and roaring all around.

"Surrender, bend the knee and swear fealty and I can promise you will all be safe, deny this offer as you did my wife and you shall all learn the meaning of Fire and Blood. You have hard a day to decide, use it wisely."Aerion took his hand away from his throat and Visenya and Rhaenys could feel the magic dissipating. He gave them all a cheeky grin, so far he had only shown them battle spells or healing spells, magic that was very useful in war, but it seemed Aerion had more than a few things left to show them.

"Your grasp of the common tongue is getting better." said Visenya with a proud smile, Aerion gave her a smile but before he could say anything Rhaenys beat him to it.

"I bet you enjoy just how grasping his tongue can be." said the giggling girl, her sister and good-brother could do nothing but stare at her in shock from the lewdness of her comment. "I'm telling mother you said that." grinned Visenya and Aerion couldn't hold back a chortle when he saw Rhaenys angelic face pale in fear.

"You wouldn't dare." said the youngest Targaryen as she took a threatening step towards Visenya. "Watch me sister." said Visenya as she turned around and ran from Rhaenys, who was busy yelling out threats as she ran after her older sister.

In the end it took the people of Stokeworth, and their lord, less than an hour to come to a decision. The banner of House Stokeworth that had been proudly displayed in the largest tower of the Castle was taken down and was replace by a white one.

"About bloody time." by the time the castle gates had opened for their lord to come out Visenya was still half a mind about burning the place till nothing but cinders and melted stone where lest. Thankfully her sister's chipper attitude and the way Aerion kept looking at her, with eyes radiating lust, were more than enough to keep her distracted. For the time been.

Just as the fat lord of House Stokeworth was finishing his oath of Fealty to Rhaenys a messenger came from behind them, he was dressed in House Targaryen colors and was riding hard. His horse was panting from exhaustion and the man on the horse looked like he was about to fall over.

"My lord, my ladies, a message from Lord Targaryen. He said it was important." said the messenger as he passed the rolled parchment to Aerion. He wasted no time in opening it and reading what was written, when he did Aerion couldn't keep the smile from his face.

"Aegon and Orys faced head on the combine forces of Duskendale and Maidenpool..." said Aerion and before the Targaryen sisters could ask he told them the rest. "...they were about to overtake our army but before they could Orys and Aegon descended on them on dragon back. Their army was broken and Lords Darklyn and Mooton promptly surrendered." the relief on their faces was palpitate. Both loved their brothers and were beyond worried for their safety.

"Lord Targaryen wishes for us to head back to the Dragonfort. He plans on crowing Aegon tonight in front of all our allies."said Aerion as he grabbed his dragon-horn to summon their dragons back to their side, the beast having left to roam the nearby woods.

"Come on then, lets go watch your brother be declared King." said Aegon with a grin as their dragons arrived. "This is too early, the war has barely even started and he is already calling himself King." thought Aerion with a frown as he and Seafyre took to the skies. He had grown to like his good-brothers and even his good-father but sometimes he thought them too rash. They had barely set foot on Westeros, with only a handful of battles won under their belts and already he was being crowned.

"A talk must be had with Lord Aerion and his Kingly son." thought Aerion as Seafyre roared and flew faster back towards the mouth of the Blackwater. Another thing that bothered him was his House standing in this new regime of Aegon and Lord Aerion.

"They might be family but its House Belaerys that will Stand Above All." he had even talked about it with his wife. And while she wouldn't even entertaining the thought of usurping her bother and sister everyone knew what Visenya wanted above all. She wanted to be a queen. " And a Queen she shall be."

Short Chapter I know, but I wanted to get it out before the weekend was over.

I will be taking a short break from updating my stories as I am in the process of moving but the second I get moved into my new house and get the internet up I'll get back to posting new chapters. It shouldn't take more than a few days.

Don't worry, Aerion isn't planning to take Aegon's crown but he will be starting to make some demands.

Next chapter will show Aegon's crowning, an argument between dragons and the battle of Gulltown.