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The day had been quite the tiresome one. The small council had lasted longer than needed. There were talks on preparing for the winter ahead, how much taxes should or should not be raised, plus many dealings with the Houses across Westeros. By the time the small council disbanded, Rhagerys would have very much liked to have escaped from King's Landing astride Starsong, if only for a little while. Unfortunately, as King of Westeros, that was not an option for him.
The war had ended a year and five moons ago. So much had been taken from House Targaryen. The two that the war had been fought for, Rhaenyra and Aegon, were both dead. Prince Aemond, Prince Daeron, and Queen Helaena all met their deaths in gruesome ways. As did all three of the Velaryon boys. Sadly, even the youngest of them were not spared. Jaehaerys, beheaded. Maelor torn apart by coin hungry smallfolk. Jaehaera smothered in her sleep. Aegon and Viserys were killed by the Triarchy on their way to safety. Rhagerys refused to believe that was the fate of his little brothers until their bodies were sent to King's Landing as a way to make Rhaenyra surrender. Instead, the sight of her sons' corpses made her plunge further into her cause. Which ended with her being burned alive. The Dowager Queen Alicent went mad with grief, so Rhagerys had her sent back to Oldtown. He received a raven a moon's turn later that informed him of her death. Alicent's chambers had caught fire and she refused to leave. Rhagerys outwardly showed a sadness for the late Dowager Queen to die in such a way but inwardly he was relieved to have the last of the Greens dead.
Then there was the supposed death of his father, Daemon Targaryen. The man's body was never found. Yet, Rhagerys knew there was no chance that man was still alive. Not with the fact that he would have been king. Even after Rhagerys, his own son, had been crowned king, there was no whispers of the Rogue Prince being spotted. Rhagerys knew his father would have made his presence known if he was alive. Especially if he heard how within a year of being crowned Rhagerys was slowly bringing Westeros back to the days of King Jaehaerys. How he was being lauded as “Rhagerys the Fair” and “The People's Prince” for the way he heeded their pleas and listened to their thoughts. Rhagerys knew if his father were truly alive, he would be in King's Landing basking in the admiration whether for him as king or his children for being seen as the Conquerors reborn.
Rhagerys sat in front of the fireplace. He nursed a goblet of Arbor gold wine as he contemplated on what he would have to do on the morrow. He was scheduled to have audiences with some of the smallfolk, decide on two new Kingsguard, be fitted for three new doublets. Plus anything else that may come up that he would have to be prepared for. Rhagerys swirled the wine in the goblet before taking a sip. Where he found himself, the king's chambers, his chambers, felt odd to him. Before the war Rhagerys had little to no chance to sit the throne. So many had to die for him to end up where he was. Where he never truly wanted to be.
During the time that Rhagerys was fighting in the war, his thoughts were only to make sure his siblings survived it. He had failed five of them. When Aegon II came back into power, he had called for Rhagerys's head. So, Rhagerys had to go into hiding in the Vale until word got to him that Aegon II was dead. Poisoned. Rhagerys immediately mounted Starsong and flew to King's Landing. With only his sisters as the other options to sit the Iron Throne, Rhagerys was crowned. The realm would not even consider another female ruler.
The first proclamation that Rhagerys decreed was that he would take Baela and Rhaena, both, as his wives. Since the three of them were all that was left of House Targaryen. He told the small council that he would hear no arguments. There had been some tense talks, the people of Westeros were unsure, but Rhagerys followed the way of what his ancestor King Jaehaerys had done to handle such a matter.
He sent Seven Speakers out to the realm to remind the people of the Doctrine of Exceptionalism, speaking on how the smallfolk held such love for Rhagerys when he traveled around Westeros between the ages of three and ten and five and ten and how he would always put the people first. As well as the bravery and magnanimous heart of Baela plus the kindness and generosity of Rhaena. There were only a few rumbles here and there against such a union but the realm as a whole, thankfully, welcomed their new king and queens. Rhagerys felt an ease settle within his heart. Which helped him be able to concentrate on bringing House Targaryen to its former glory.
The chambers' doors opened which brought Rhagerys from his deep thoughts. He turned his head to see just who decided to bother him. A smile replaced the frown that he had upon his face since he left the small council earlier in the day. He set his wine down and immediately rose from his seat. He rushed over to the door to take the hand of one of the people that had entered. He turned his attention to the two Kingsguard at the door. “You are dismissed for the evening.” The two Kingsguards bowed their heads and closed the doors. Rhagerys turned his attention back to the two people that stood before him. “What do I owe the honor for having my two lovely wives here this evening.”
Baela gave her brother a look as if he should know exactly why they are there that evening. She walked past Rhagerys and headed towards the bed. As she crossed the room she untied the sash of her night robe and let it fall to the floor. She eased herself onto the bed. “We are here to share your bed.” Baela leaned back against the pillows. She slowly ran her hand down her chest, all the way down to her cunt. “In more ways than one.” She started to slowly stroke her pearl. A pleasured look appeared upon Baela's face.
Rhagerys pretended to give an incredulous look. “What would be the reasoning behind me performing such an act this evening? Rhaena is already with child.”
Baela gave a light tsk. “I do hope you jest.” She tilted her head to give Rhagerys a coy look. She kept her fingers delicately rubbing on her pearl.
A sly grin appeared on Rhagerys's face. “Oh, how silly of me.” He playfully gave a light tap to his head. “It seems my other queen is ready for a little dragon of her own.” He walked around the bed to the side that Baela laid upon. He leaned down to give his sister a soft kiss to her temple. “It may take me a moment to get undressed.”
“Please, you always sleep as naked as the day you were born,” Rhaena moved from where she had stayed standing. She walked around the bed to stand between Rhagerys and Baela. She started to tug at Rhagerys's robe sash. The sash fell to the floor. The robe opened to reveal that Rhagerys was indeed naked underneath. Rhaena looked down to her brother's cock then up into his eyes. “do not try and act as if you would deny us such pleasures.”
Rhagerys gave a quirk of his head. ““Us”?”
Another sash fell to the floor. Rhaena opened up her robe and let it pool around her. She rested her hand upon her growing belly. “You have two wives. You have been with us both, together, many times before. Why would tonight be any different?”
Rhagerys instinctively reached his hand down to caress Rhaena's belly. She was five moons along. Rhagerys had wondered at times if the lords had pondered on why it took so long for him to put a babe in either of his sisters' bellies. Rhagerys had consummated the marriage with Baela and Rhaena the night of their joining together in the Valyrian way and, to Rhagerys's subdued annoyance in front of the Seven. Since then they would fuck and Rhagerys did release his seed into both. Yet, he mostly tasted his sisters' cunts and helped them to their ends that way. Baela and Rhaena dd the same with him. They would either taste his seed as it spilled in their mouths or let him fuck their assholes in lieu of their cunts. The reason behind such acts were quite simple: Rhagerys wanted to make sure the realm was stable before he had either sister bring a child into the world. A year in, he could see that the realm was on its way to be as safe as it could be.
Once the three had decided to truly start trying for children, Rhaena had fallen pregnant rather quickly. Baela chose to wait a time upon hearing her sister's news. Her reasoning was that should Rhaena's child be a son he would be heir, Baela did not want to have a child, a son, so close to her sisters where there could be some contention on just who should be named Rhagerys's heir.
Rhagerys knelt down and gave a kiss to Rhaena's belly. He pressed his forehead against her belly as he whispered his love for his unborn child. He then stood up to kiss Rhaena upon the lips. “I have not fucked you since you have become with child.”
Rhaena gave a gentle push to Rhagerys's chest. “Who said you were going to fuck me?” The look upon her brother's face made her giggle. In that moment it was as if she was looking at Rhagerys from before the war, before he became king. A look of sheepishness mixed with dismay at his own bold words. She lightly smacked his chest. “I am the one jesting this time.” She lifted up her hands to push off her brother's robe. Rhaena reached down to take a hold of Rhagerys's cock. She gave it a couple strokes.
The innocent look upon Rhagerys's face was gone. His eyes became half lidded as his sister's delicate hand wrapped around his cock. His mind started to get taken over by a blissful feeling.
“Such a big cock.”
Rhagerys's eyes flicked over to the voice.
Baela was still rubbing on her pearl. “Look how small our sister's hand looks compared to it.” She closed her eyes and let out a light moan. “Do you think it will fit in my cunt?”
That question made Rhagerys swallow thickly as he lightly shook his head. Both of his sisters would ask such a question each time they were together. But if Rhagerys were to be honest with himself, it never grew stale. And Rhagerys knew his sisters knew that.“I guess there is only one way to find out.” He reached down to have Rhaena stop stroking his cock. “Please sit my love, you need to rest as much as you can.” After he made sure that Rhaena was comfortable in her position, Rhagerys turned his attention to Baela. He started to move over to where she sat.
Baela raised her hand to stop Rhagerys. “I am not ready for your cock.” The confused look from her brother made Baela huff a laugh. “I want your tongue first.” She stopped stroking her pearl. She moved from lying upon the pillows to be seated beside Rhaena. “I want you to taste the both of us before either of us take your cock.”
A smile of pleasure appeared upon Rhagerys's face. “If that is what my wives desire,” He looked between Baela and Rhaena, a nod from each. “who am I to deny my sisters the pleasure they deserve.” Rhagerys kneeled down between the two. “Who am I to start with?”
“I am quite close to my end, so bring Rhaena to hers.” Baela instructed.
Rhagerys obeyed his sister-wife and moved in front of Rhaena. He placed his hands upon her knees and spread her legs. He turned his attention back to Baela. “She will need couple pillows to help make her comfortable,” He waited patiently as Baela retrieved a few pillows and propped them around and under Rhaena so that she would be comfortable. “Lie back, my love.” He watched as Baela helped Rhaena got into a position where she would not have any discomfort. When he could see that she was relaxed and ready, Rhagerys moved closer. He lifted her legs up to rest on his shoulders as he leaned down to take his first lick of Rhaena's cunt. A sharp gasp from above him made Rhagerys smile. He swirled his tongue around her pearl before he dragged his tongue back down. He repeated the process a couple more times before Rhaena grabbed a hold of his head.
“Right there, Rhage.” Rhaena keened as she felt Rhagerys very lightly nip at her pearl. “Rhage!” She heard a chuckle come from her brother. “Do not tease in such a way.”
“Sorry, my love.” Rhagerys went back to licking at Rhaena's cunt.
Baela leaned over and gave Rhaena a kiss. “He is such a loving husband, is he not?” She ran her hand over her sister's belly. She moved it up so she could start to massage her sister's breast. The breathing of Rhaena started to get heavier. “It does not take you very long to come to your end does it?” She lightly teased. Baela leaned up on her elbow as she watched her sister and brother enjoy themselves. She gave her sister's breast a squeeze. “Let go, my darling.”
Rhaena gripped tightly to Rhagerys's hair as she shuddered from reaching her peak. She lifted her hips up to her brother's mouth. “Gods, gods, gods. My gods.” She sighed in contentment as she pushed Rhagerys away from her.
Rhagerys fell back on his heels. He licked his lips. “You taste wonderful, my love.” He looked over to Baela with lust filled eyes.
“Still hungry, dear husband?” Baela moved to lie down. She spread her legs for her brother to fit in between them.
Rhagerys moved over to kneel in front of Baela. He lifted her legs up and over his shoulders. “Starving.” Rhagerys leaned his head down and started to lick his sister's cunt. He pulled back. “You are already quite wet my love, I doubt I will be enjoying my feast for very long.”
A smirk crossed Baela's lips. “Then eat up while you can.” She beckoned Rhagerys to return to his task. “I know Rhaena and I both are craving your cock.” Rhagerys bent his head back down and started to lick at Baela's cunt. She let out a moan. “As I know you are craving to feel your cock buried in our cunts as you fill us with your seed.”
Rhaena reached her hand out to take a hold of Baela's. She gave it a soft kiss. “Hurry, Rhage, but do not leave our sweet Baela in need. Make sure she is as pleased as I am.”
Rhagerys started to lick and nip Baela's cunt. He gave slow, languished licks up to her pearl, swirled his tongue around it, then sucked on it.
Baela felt her end quicker than she would have liked. “Do not fucking stop, Rhage. I am so fucking close.” She pulled his head against her cunt. Rhagerys licked and nipped her pearl just right. Baela gasped and rode out her high as she writhed with pleasure. “Fucking lick it all up.” She ordered Rhagerys.
Rhagerys did as he was told without a second thought. When he had licked up all of her lovely juices, Baela released him from her grip. He stood up and licked his lips once more. “You taste just as wonderful, my love.” He leaned down to kiss Baela. “Do you not agree?” Baela gave a nod. Rhagerys stood to his full height. He reached down to start to pump his hard cock. It was already starting to leak. “Now, I will not last long. My loves, you have made me need you both with a fervency that I did not know possible.”
Rhaena and Baela were shoulder to shoulder. As Rhagerys fucked into Rhaena, she leaned over to start to kiss Baela. Her hand cupped her sister's cheek as she slipped her tongue into Baela's mouth. The two sisters kissed with a need. A whine fell from Rhaena's lips as she felt Rhagerys's remove his cock from her. But hummed in approval when Baela moaned in pleasure as Rhagerys thrusted into her and started to fuck Baela.
“Gods, the sight of you two below me, in such a way, how truly blessed I am.” He clung onto Baela's thighs as he fucked deeply into her. He smiled when he saw Baela break the kiss from Rhaena and lolled her head to the side. “Does my cock feel that good? That you had to stop kissing our lovely Rhaena to enjoy it so?”
Baela tried to give him a look of disapproval, instead she closed her eyes when she felt him fuck her just right. “How can it not be tired? Did our cunts not tire it out?” She moaned when Rhagerys pulled out to where his tip was just in her. Baela gave him a lustful glare. “Your words are too much. I would rather you just keep fucking then running your tongue so.”
Rhagerys gave a broad smile. “I was under the impression you enjoyed my tongue.” He gave one last hard thrust into Baela before he pulled out.
“When it pleases me, not taunts me.” Baela shot back with a frustrated sigh.
Rhagerys moved over to Rhaena and slipped his cock into to the hilt. He ran his hand over her belly with a gentle touch. As he fucked into his sister a primal urge slowly took over his need for her. “Until you start your labors, expect my cock to fill your cunt up as much as it can. My seed will drip out of you as I claim you each time.” Rhaena looked up to him with a need for that to be true. Rhagerys turned his eyes to Baela. “You as well. Once your belly starts to swell, expect my cock more.”
“Big talk.” Baela smirked when she saw that her the words seemed to goad her brother on. “You want that to be true?” That question was met with only a nod as Rhagerys kept fucking into Rhaena. “Then spill your seed into me and let it take root.” Her hand reached out to settle on top of Rhagerys's as it laid upon Rhaena's belly. “Make me as swollen with child as you made our sister.”
Those words were all it took for Rhagerys to topple over the edge as he released his seed into Rhaena. He quickly pulled his cock out and placed his thumb over the tip. He moved to stand in front of Baela and he thrust his cock into her. The rest of his seed spilled into Baela. He pumped his cock a few more times into Baela to bury the seed deep within her. Rhagerys slowly pulled himself out of his sister. He backed away from the bed as he caught his breath. He looked down lovingly at his sisters. A smile crossed his face when he watched the two give one another a kiss upon the lips as they whispered they loved each other. Rhagerys reached out and ran a hand down Baela's flat stomach. “Do you think the seed has taken root?”
Baela took a hold of Rhagerys's hand and held it to her lower abdomen. “I know it did.” Her lips were captured in a deep kiss from her brother. Baela looked between Rhagerys and Rhaena. “Shall we retire for the night, my loves?”
Rhagerys helped Rhaena up so that she could move to the side of the bed she wanted to sleep on that night. He made sure that she was comfortable before he walked around to the other side and crawled to the middle. Baela swiftly joined the two. Rhagerys laid between his sisters. His arms lovingly around both. To his right laid Baela, she was on her side with her head upon his chest. To his left laid Rhaena, on her side curled up close to him.
Rhagerys looked up to the ceiling as he sent a silent prayer to the Valyrian gods. He asked them to keep blessing him and his sisters in all that they do. To make sure that his sisters would never feel any pain that came with motherhood. To make sure any child that they had was happy and healthy. But mostly he prayed to the Valyrian gods for all the loved ones he lost and the guidance from them to rule Westeros as a just king.
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~Three Years Later~
“Muña had a baby!”
Rhagerys laughed as he hauled his three year old son up into his arms. “Babies, Daemon. Babies.” He leaned down to scoop up another child of the same age. “How excited are you for the babies, Laena?”
The little girl giggled excitedly. She looked to her older brother. “Babies, Daemon. Babies.” She mimicked her father. “Muña Rhaena had babies!” Laena happily cheered.
Rhagerys gave a soft kiss to his little girl's head. “Yes, she did.” He turned back to his longtime caregiver, Ettie. She carried a babe in one arm and held onto the hand of a little boy no older than one as she walked slowly behind him. “Aegon will not know what is even going on, but Viserys may find them fascinating.”
The little family walked down the corridor to where Rhaena was resting with her sister by her side.
“Now, we are to be gentle with the babies, yes?” Rhagerys told the two in his arms. The memory of the two poking at baby Aegon flashed in his mind. “No poking. And Daemon,” He looked down to his son. “no licking the babies' heads.” The memory of his eldest son giving a lick to Aegon because, in the words of the boy, “I saw a cat do it” made him smile but also made him shake his head in exasperation.
“Yes, Kepa.” Daemon and Laena said in unison.
The doors were opened for the family as they approached them. The moment Rhagerys crossed the threshold Daemon and Laena squirmed in his arms to be set down. As he did the two took off running to the bed. “Remember you two, gentle.” He warned as he lifted up Viserys, who had let go of Ettie's hand and was pulling on his dress robe.
Rhaena sat in the bed holding one little babe in her arms. Beside her sat Baela holding the other. Daemon and Laena crawled upon the bed and stared down at the two bundles. “Would you like to meet your new sisters?” Rhaena gently asked.
The two nodded their heads and chanted “yes” over and over.
Laena looked to the one in Baela's arms. “Muña,” she looked up to Baela. “hold her?” She had a pleading look upon her face.
Baela reached out and caressed Laena's face. “In a moment, little one.”
“Be gentle!” Daemon reassured as he leaned up on his knees to see the baby in his Muña's arms. He made a face. “Baby looks like Aegon.” He said disappointingly. Baela laughed as she showed Daemon his other new sister. “She too.” He said with a frown.
“What did you expect them to look like?” Rhagerys asked as he sat down on the other side of Rhaena. He gave a quick kiss to her head. He held Viserys in his arms as he admired his little family. Daemon looked up to him as he crossed his arms and gave a huff. A smile crept up on Rhagerys's face. Some days the little boy was too much like his grandsire. But with quite curly hair.
“You said Muña having dragons.” Daemon pointed at the baby in Rhaena's arms. “That baby. No dragon.”
Rhaena turned her head to look up to her husband. “You told the children I was having dragons?” She asked exasperatedly.
Rhagerys gave a shrug as Viserys started to squirm in his arms. Rhagerys let the little boy go. Viserys crawled over the bed to sit beside Daemon. “In a way are they not? They carry dragon's blood.”
Baela tsked at Rhagerys's words. “They are children of three, they do not understand that just yet.” Another shrug was Rhagerys's answer to that. Baela shook her head. She looked down to Daemon and Laena. “Have you picked out eggs for the girls?”
That was one thing that Rhagerys will always be grateful for. The slow resurgence of the dragons. Two moons after Rhaena announced she was with child, Baela traveled to Dragonstone where she claimed Cannibal, the dragon that was supposedly unclaimable. Rhagerys knew in that moment his and his sisters' marriages, their reign, was meant to be. They each showed how strong the dragon's blood coursed through their veins by each having a dragon. Rhaena had Morning, who was growing every day. He had Starsong, she was getting bigger and more set in her ways. By the time Rhaena was in her last moon, Rhagerys found 3 dragon eggs on Dragonstone. He was unsure if they left over from Syrax or Silverwing, yet that did not make any sense to him since he scoured the Dragonmont within a moon's turn of his reign to make sure there were no dragon eggs being neglected. So, he just let himself think they were Starsong and Cannibal's.
When Daemon was born, Rhagerys laid a deep blue egg in his cradle. It hatched a moon's turn later. Laena received a bright green egg which hatched within four days of being placed in her cradle. Viserys's grey egg hatched four moon turns after he was born. Aegon's bright yellow egg hatched a day after his birth. Between Daemon's birth and the birth of the twins, Starsong laid three more clutches. That totaled in nine eggs. They were kept in warming pots within the Dragonmont on Dragonstone. Rhagerys made sure they were heavily guarded by Dragon Keepers and a select few of the Kingsguard.
Daemon eyes got big with excitement. “Yes! I picked a dark brown one. Laena picked–”
“I want to tell!” Laena interrupted with a yell.
The baby in Rhaena's arm squirmed and fussed. She whispered gentle words to the babe as she rocked and soothed the little one. “No shouting, my dear. The babies do not like such loud noises.”
Laena made a sad face. “Sorry Muña Rhaena. I wanted to tell which egg I picked.”
“And you can,” Baela rocked the babe in her arms as she made little mewls of discomfort. “Just no need to yell.”
Laena nodded her head as she looked to Baela. “Yes, Muña.” She looked back to Rhaena. “I–” She stared at Daemon to make sure he was not going to say anything. When she saw him clasp his hands over his mouth she looked back to Rhaena. “I picked a pretty one. Red like Kekepa Daemon's dragon Caraxes. The Blood Wyrm!.” Laena beamed with pride at comparing the egg to her late grandsire's wondrous dragon.
“And Meleys, like great grandmother's dragon.” Daemon pointedly added.
“I know.” Laena spat back as she stuck out her tongue. She and her brother stared at each other as they scrunched up their faces and started to stick their tongues out at each other.
“Children.” Rhagerys sternly said. The two looked up to him. Rhagerys did his best to suppress a smile. He failed. “No more fighting.” He said with a chuckle.
Ettie walked closer to the bed. She lightly swayed as she rocked Aegon to sleep. “What names did you bestow the new princesses?” She asked to break up the tension.
Rhaena beamed at the woman who had become so much more important than she already was to the family since they started to have children. “Baela is holding Visenya. And this,” She gave a kiss to the top of the babe's forehead. “is Rhaenys.”
Rhagerys smiled with pride at his little brood of children. He had a life that he never would have expected or wanted if offered to him three years ago. Not if it meant practically the extinction of House Targaryen. But now, as he cooed at Laena as she crawled into his arms for comfort from Daemon calling her a “Turnip Head”-which got the little boy a strong look from him and a reminder that they do not call each other such names-Rhagerys would never want to go back to before.
Three years ago his future was uncertain. Now, it was clear to him. He would rule Westeros for as long as the gods allowed him. Then his son, Daemon, would take his place with his little wife, his “Turnip Head”, Laena by his side. Just as Rhagerys had his two sisters at his.