[For Hannibal] Alliance of Fire

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Renly Baratheon was dead, leaving his claim to the throne empty and his wife Margaery Tyrell a widow. Roose Bolton, of course, could spy an opportunity a mile away. He sent a raven to Highgarden, to Lord Mace Tyrell. Roose proposed that his youngest son and only legitimate heir be married to Margaery. Mace agreed, rather quickly as well - likely out of fear for the Bolton name.

But of course, Olenna Tyrell wasn't about to let that agreement happen. At least not on any terms but her own. So the agreement was made, but a time for delivering her to Winterfell had not been determined, and Olenna was not about to agree to one.

Ramsay Snow, wanting to be useful to his father and acknowledged as a true Bolton, decided to take action on his own. He took a small band of Bolton men and rode to Highgarden - he knew Margaery was there, after her day-long marriage to the late King Joffrey had ended. He kidnapped the Tyrell heiress and rode back to Winterfell. When he arrived, he dragged Margaery in with no amount of mercy or delicacy. He found his half-brother and father in a sitting room going over charts and battle strategies. Margaery, clad in a light dress with a keyhole opening at the front showing her cleavage and wrapping around her lower back, showing off the curves of her back and the lean muscle beneath her skin. Her skin was cold and covered in goosebumps, her lips slightly dark and a light shade of blue. But all the fire and anger was in Margaery's eyes. She wrenched herself free of Ramsay's grip and pulled her lips back to bare her teeth.

"Unhand me, mongrel!" she hissed.

"Dear father, brother - see what I've brought? We'll not have the Tyrells welching on their agreement any longer," Ramsay grinned. "The flower is a little frosty, but only because she did not appreciate my generosity of allowing her to ride in the carriage."

"What I did not appreciate was a bastard snatching me from my ancestral home and dragging me with no proper clothes into the North," Margaery snapped.

She so badly wanted to shift towards the fire, but she was bound and determined to stand tall and tough. Ramsay obviously thought her weak, she would prove him wrong.

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[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smiled as he pulled her close and cradled her before carrying her upstairs to feed their children. He cleaned off her breasts so that she could feed their children. A bath was being prepared for them already.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery cuddled in close to his body as he carried her up to their chambers. She breathed deep the scent of his skin and his musky body. As they approached their chambers, she could hear the babies fussing and wailing. She let Hannibal clean her breasts before she approached the cradles. First she lifted Rhys and brought him to her breast to feed him. Reina continued to cry and fuss in her own crib. Margaery looked to Hannibal.

"While we await the bath, would you entertain our daughter, my love?"

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal nodded as he picked up Reina to bounce her gently and soothe her crying. "Now, now...you will have your turn shortly. You must be patient my little one and wait your turn. I promise you will have plenty to eat. Your mother has a seemingly endless supply of milk for you." He said as he called his young daughter.

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Margaery smiled and watched as he spoke to their daughter. Reina fussed, but quieted down a bit as she reached out to touch over her father's face. Once Rhys was done, Margaery lifted him to her shoulder and burped him. Then she held out the boy and smiled to Hannibal. "Shall we trade?"

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal allowed her to touch his face. He smiled a she looked down at Reina. "Would you like to eat now my little princess?" He said before switching children with Margaery so that Reina could feed as well.

[tyrelltempest]

Margaery smiled as she took Reina in her arms and handed the fussing Rhys to Hannibal. She brought Reina up and let the baby feed from her opposite breast. "Were you anxious, my little love? You were certainly fussy enough."

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smiled as he rocked Rhys in his arms. "You did well to eat quickly so your sister can eat as well." He praised.

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Rhys fidgeted in his father's arms before smiling and crying out in delight. Like his sister he reached out and touched over Hannibal's face. Margaery smiled as Reina fed and kissed her little head before taking her from the breast and burping her.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smiled and allowed him to touch over his face as well. "Yes my son. What is it you are so curious about?" He said with amusement.

[tyrelltempest]

The sound of his father's deep voice made the boy's eyes widen and he began to fidget and kick his legs excitedly. He laughed and cooed softly. Margaery smiled as she stood and held Reina, who looked at her mother with similar awe and reverence.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smiled as he continued to rock his son as he smiled to Margaery. "Our children are so beautiful and perfect." He said lowly.

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Margaery stood beside Hannibal and smiled as Reina looked up and smiled at her father. "They are. And they'll be strong, too. Just like their father "

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smiled as he pulled her close and kissed her deeply. "And clever like their mother." He said with pride as he cuddled his family close so that their children could see and hear both of them at the same time.

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Margaery smiled and kissed him back, nuzzling her nose against his. "I love you," she whispered.

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Another few weeks passed. The babies grew quickly, and acquired the most mischievous of habits. Moanna played with them, but the babies were to fascinated with her tail to leave her alone. Vhagar suffered similarly. But the twins weren't malicious, they loved their animal siblings.

Margaery was in their chambers. The babies were on the bed. Reina had just rolled over on her own for the first time, and Rhys was trying. He wiggled against the bear fur that covered the bed, and Margaery lay near him. "Come little love, you can do it, you're strong like your father."

[notavegetarian]

Hose weeks seemed to pass quickly. He had an exciting bit of news for Margaery, youn Sansa Stark was willing to allow her former protector to die. He smiled proudly at their daughter for rolling over onto her belly on her own power. He looked at his son and gave a nod. "You can do it my son. You are strong." He said.

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When he was not as successful as his sister, Rhys began to cry. Though it hurt her heart to do so, Margaery didn't pick him up or attempt to soothe him. She said not a word, and when he realized his crying was solving nothing, Rhys tried again. After a few attempts, he rolled over, albeit slowly. Margaery smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "I knew you could do it, didn't I tell you? So strong and stubborn, just like your father," she teased.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal too ignored the crying and waited for his son to roll over. "Well done son." He said before leaning in to whisper lowly. "I will teach you better manipulation techniques when you are older." He said. He was mainly teasing Margaery to see how she would react.

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Margaery looked to Hannibal with pouted lips. "You will do no such thing! ...it might contradict what I teach him." She smirked before leaning down and kissing over Rhys' belly.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal chuckled and have a tilt of his brow. "Ah, but that would be a different form of manipulation than I would teach them." He said with a teasing glint in his eyes.

He picked up his son to lightly toss and catch him. He then turned to look at Margaery. "I have excellent news my love. Our friend in the North has given us permission to do our hunt." He said.

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Margaery shook her head when he tossed the baby into the air. Reina watched her brother being tossed into the air and huffed a little. Margaery took their daughter in her arms and brought her up to kiss her little nose.

She listened as Hannibal spoke and looked up to him. "Ohh...how interesting. Have you arranged for the transport of our prey?"

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal smiled at his giggling son. He smiled wider to Margaery, "Indeed I have, our prey is traveling alone towards Winterfell after an urgent Raven from Sansa. He will not make it very far before he is waylaid." He said with a smirk.

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Margaery smiled and tilted her brow. "Oh? Waylaid by whom? Such scoundrels, they must be!" She laughed and made a face at Rhys, who grinned and buried his face into Hannibal's chest.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal's smirk widened. "I'm sure I do not know who these timid foams might be, but Indo know that they will be leading him this direction where he will seek refuge." He said.

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Margaery smiled and brought Reina up as she reached for Hannibal. The little girl reached to touch her father's nose, and giggled at the scratch of his stubble. "Surely we can't let the opportunity pass us by." She smiled as she kissed over his jaw. One hand came up and touched over Rhys' little belly.

[notavegetarian]

Hannibal tilted his head to her. "Indeed, he should be here in a few hours. Once the children are fed and put down for a nap we can go for our hunt." He said with a smirk upon his face.