randomosity | [For Hannibal] Alliance of Fire

Margaery smiled and nodded in agreement. "Could you have ever imagined being married? Could you have ever imagined being a father to children as clever as ours?"

She smiled and kissed him softly as she lay in his arms and cuddled into his chest.

Hannibal chuckled as he nodded in agreement. "Indeed we do have clever children. I am very proud to share them with you my love." He said with a wide smile.

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Only two weeks had passed and they were now camped out just outside of King's landing. His spies had reported that every last ounce of the Dragonfire had been neutralized. He had put his plan for the kidnapping of Cersei in place. He did not want to leave Margaery alone again. Her grandmother and her brother were in their part of the circle encampment around the castle. He felt better leaving their children with them so that Margaery could go with him if she so desired.

Margaery was apprehensive about entering King's Landing. She knew Cersei had something horrible planned. She was happy her grandmother was close to attend the babies. But still, something was wrong.

"Are you certain you know what you're doing?" She looked to Hannibal.

Hannibal pulled her close and held her as she voiced her concern. "I trust that the large storehouses underground and along the main grounds of the red keep. The only thing left is whatever trap she has around herself. My core of assassins will be surrounding the base of her tower and sweep up to make certain there are no reinforcements. I intend to ride Vhagar and enter from above to surprise her before she can spring her trap." He said.

Margaery nodded slowly, feeling a little better. She looked to the babies and smiled as they slept in their cribs. Margaery pushed a lock of hair from out of Reina's face. The baby stirred, but continued to sleep.

"Very well, I do feel better knowing the Wildfire has been dealt with," she looked up to him. "It has been dealt with, has it not?"

Margaery stepped up to him and squeezed his upper arm. She wanted to go with him, but at the same time, she was still so hesitant to leave her babies, even if her grandmother and brother were here to give them military support.

Hannibal watched as she tended to their children. He gave a nod of his head at her question. "Everything on or below ground has been dealt with." He promised her. He had conflicted feelings about where he wanted her more as well. "Do you desire to come with me?" He was not giving a command, he was asking her first this time. The last time he had left without giving her a choice had tormented him.

Margaery looked to him and gave him a conflicted look. She nodded slowly after a long pause. "I do...but I fear for them," she looked to the sleeping twins. "I don't...I don't want to leave them, what if something happens?" She teared up at the mere possibility of coming back and finding their babies dead. She wouldn't put it past Cersei to do something terrible like that.

Hannibal had heard rumors about the silent guardian over the whore. He doubted Cersei would send him away from her side until she had killed at least half of the armies around her.

There was an alternative. The Sand Snakes were at their tent too. "The Sand Snakes did mention an interest in retrieving the whore themselves and returning her to camp. I could give them the task and remain here with you and our children if that would put you at ease." Hannibal was betting that Vhagar was the only thing that could kill the resurrected body of Clegane.

Margaery's eyes lit when he offered that option to her. She smiled and nodded before crossing to him and wrapping her arms around him. Margaery buried her face against his chest and nodded again. "Please. Yes, please do not separate me from my babies. They need to be with their mother. I can't leave them when such a great risk is at hand."

They were nearly done. Nearly through with this horrid war. Margaery would not feel safe until Cersei and the Mountain were dead and gone.

Hannibal saw the smile and hugged her close. He kissed her temple tenderly. "Do you desire that I remain here with you as well?" He asked her softly.

Margaery nodded slowly before looking up into his eyes. "I thought that was the whole purpose of the Sand Snakes' offer, to allow us both to stay together and with the babies."

Besides, she was afraid of what might happen if he left her alone again. She didn't want to be kidnapped again.

Hannibal nodded with a smile. "Gives me practice in delegating tasks to other." He teased.

He summoned the Sand Snakes in and informed them that he felt they were better equipped to lead the kidnapping mission. He was accepting their offer to do the assignment.

Margaery smiled, a little more secure knowing that they were safe from having to pursue Cersei when the home turf was hers. She waited for the Sand Snakes to go before retrieving the babies and offering Reina to Hannibal while she held Rhys.

"How does it feel, being so close?" She asked with a twinkle in her eye.

Hannibal smiled as he held their daughter. "I will feel better when the bitch had been captured and she is finally left without her claws." He said truthfully. He would never underestimate a desperate enemy.

Margaery nodded slowly in agreement. Reina cuddled against her father and soon enough began to doze off. Margaery kissed Reina's forehead. "I will feel much safer when our enemy lies dead at our feet and their hides adorn the walls."

Hannibal rocked their daughter and saw Rhys reaching for Margaery. "I have to mobile crucifixes prepared for the pair of them. I will use them as a terrible example to those who would think to cross us." He said.

He had his guards set up to warn them if anything was coming in a secret attack. He suspected an assassination attempt from Cersei. However, he was not certain on when it would come.

Margaery smiled and leaned down to kiss Rhys' hands as he touched over her face. She chuckled softly before looking up and giving Hannibal her full attention once more.

"Good. Parade them through the Kingdoms and let the people defile the corpse as they like," she replied. A slow smile crept across her face as she leaned in to kiss him. "Long live the king."

But she couldn't ignore the sinking feeling in her stomach. Something bad was coming.

Hannibal smiled and nodded to her. He placed their children into the armored crib once they were soundly asleep. He gave Margaery a blade as he armed himself as well. Moanna and s few extras from the pack had surrounded the crib. Vhagar was also inside the massive tent. Everyone was on edge for the attach they were worried about.

Margaery armed herself when he handed her the weapon. Then they waited. And waited. An hour passed without word from the Sand Snakes. Margaery looked to Hannibal, worry evident in her eyes.

Hannibal shared her worry as the time continued to pass. He was less worried about the sand snakes for the moment. He was far more worried about something he could feel nearby, but could not see.

Another half hour passed and the wolves began to rumble lowly, and the fur on the nape of their neck and haunches was raised. Vhagar rumbled lowly as well and began to look around. He did not like something he was smelling.

Hannibal shifted Margaery behind him and closer to the wolves. He was not used to this feeling. He could smell death in the air. He also caught a whif of a very unique smell. He quickly picked up a large bucket of the neutralizing agent and threw it on what remained of the Mountain. He gave the command to Vhagar who spat fire at the creature before snapping his jaws to tear him in half. He chewed the burning flesh before biting down on the lower half. Hannibal moved in to pour water over the scotch marks in the tent to prevent a true fire.

The wolves immediately sat down before laying down and relaxing. Hannibal turned to look at Margaery. "Are you alright?"

Margaery too smelled the stench of death. When she saw the Mountain, she screamed. Moanna of course was alert and ready to defend her Mistress. Before Vhagar attacked or Hannibal threw the agent on him, Moanna launched and tore at his body, scratching and tearing with her fangs. Then when Hannibal moved to throw the neutralizing agent on the Mountain, Moanna nimbly bolted out of the way.

Margaery clung to Hannibal in fear, burying her face against his back and gripping the armored cradle for fear of her children being harmed.

When it was all over she looked up. She nodded slowly, then noticed something the mountain had dropped. A hand. A severed hands with a serpent ring. A ring she recognized.

"Hannibal," she pointed. "The...the Sand Snakes..."

Hannibal saw the severed hand and frowned. "We will honor them for their sacrifice. This was her final play. She has no more weapons." He said.

There were sounds of yelling and screaming from outside. Soon the two youngest sand snakes came through the tent and tossed a very upset Cersei Lannister upon the floor of the tent. The middle sister was missing a hand. Hannibal bowed his head to the pair of them. "Thank you both. You will get the first opportunity to enjoy torturing the white and her brother once they are set up as the examples." He said.

Immediately Margaery's eyes darkened upon seeing the bitch Cersei Lannister brought before them. Moanna sensed her Mistress' anger and growled. Margaery gave a gesture for the wolf to stand down. But all Margaery wanted to do was gut Cersei alive and let her organs fall out.

But she would wait. She would follow Hannibal's lead. Margaery looked up to the Sand Snakes, and her brow furrowed. "Where is your sister?"

The Sand snakes spat at Cersei. "She sacrificed herself to the creature so that we could complete our mission."

Hannibal gave a nod. "She will be remembered as a feirce warrior. I will have my Maester tend to your injury. You can both stay if you desire to see the beginning of their punishment for their crimes." He said.

He rang a single bell. Servants came in and restrained Cerseibto a sturdy metal x frame. Jaime was dragged in and strung up facing Cersei. The Maester cleaned and dressed the wound on the sand snake. The pair of them did indeed settle into chairs to watch. Hannibal gave a nod so that Margaery knew she could say her peace to Cersei before he would start in on the pair of them. A series of blades were set out and a special hat was placed on the children's heads to muffle the screams.

Margaery approached slowly. Her grandmother and brother, drawn by the commotion of the Mountain and the Sand SNAKES returning, burst into the tent. Margaery gave them looks, and Olenna retrieved Rhys and Reina so that the babies could be away from the torture. Margaery knew this would be particularly grotesque, and she didn't want the babies to see.

Once they were gone, her full fury showed in her eyes. "You," she growled as she approached Cersei. "All this chaos. All this bloodshed. It's your fault. Your fault, and you don't even care. All you care about are your bastard children and the man who fathered them. Now what will you do? He's been so emasculated, he can't even pleasure himself."

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