randomosity | [For Hannibal] Alliance of Fire

Margaery felt that twitch and moaned softly. "Mmm...very well then. I'll not stop until you worship me in your own throne." She grinned wickedly at him.

Hannibal chuckled lowly at that. "If you win my dear." He said as he rocked his hips more into her as his lips claimed hers in a deep kiss.

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The next morning they began their march. Hannibal had indeed found the Lannister's covered in a variety of bodily fluids and smelling quite foul. He left them in their filth, but knew that the multiple strings of dried cum coating Cersie's face would please his wife. A glass enclosure had been build that would do nothing to stop liquid, nor air, but it would stop any arrows. He did not want any remaining Lannister's to have pity and attempt to put the two out of their misery.

There were cheers from the crowd as Hannibal and Margaery passed. They were riding atop Vhagar with both Rhys and Reina with them. The remaining Sand Snakes, Olenna, Willas, and Mace were behind them on horseback. Immediately followed by the carts transporting the Lannister's.

They stopped just short of the drawn drawbridge and Hannibal called up to Tommen. "Tommen, my joint armies have surrounded the city and have barricaded the harbor. I have decimated the Lannister army. I have arrested your traitorous and incestuous parents and have begun the punishment for their many crimes. You are young and I do not believe that you knowingly assisted them. Surrender the castle to me and I will grant you the opportunity to take the black and try to regain some honor for the house your parents destroyed. If you insist on fighting me, I will have no other choice but to punish you along with your parents." He said.

Hannibal gave a nod and some servants crawled atop the glass structure to pour freezing water over Cersei and Jaime to clean them off and to make certain they were awake. He wanted them to see everything they had built come crumbling down.

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Margaery held Reina in her arms while Hannibal had Rhys. She pointed out the different sights and waved as they passed through the crowds. Reina didn't like the loud cheering and curled into her mother. Margaery gently tutted her and made her daughter look out, however shyly.

When they made it to the castle and Hannibal made his announcement there was silence. Margaery looked at all the windows, and spied movement near the topmost tower. Tommen stepped onto the ledge, and matter-of-factly leaned over so that he pitched forward and fell to the stone road, smashing himself against the pavement.

Margaery screamed, but not nearly so loud a noise as Cersei made. She turned away and buried Reina's face against her own chest. She didn't need her daughter seeing a boy's skull smashed against the road. There was some comfort in Cersei's despair. It served her right, having to watch her son kill himself after all she had done. If she hadn't been already, Cersei Lannister was broken now.

Hannibal held Rhys who was looking around with great curiosity. He did not stop his son from watching what Tommen did. "Coward." He said lowly with disgust in his voice. He heard the double screams and would speak with Margaery about it later. He rolled his shoulders before speaking to the castle again. "Your false King was a coward. Lay down your arms and lower the bridge. Those who fight will be placed on a pike after my children have used your bodies as target and cutting practice. Those who surrender will have the opportunity to take the black." He said cooly.

He knew both Lannister's were now broken in spirit. He was curious if their stubborn will was broken yet or if there was still a little fight in them.

It took Margaery a good minute to look up again. She heard Hannibal speaking and slowly opened her eyes, releasing Reina's head as well. Soon enough the drawbridge was lowered and the guards stood with their weapons abandoned on the ground. They would not fight anymore, they had no leader.

Margaery glanced behind and saw Cersei bawling over seeing her son die. There was no pity in Margaery's gaze.

Hannibal whistled and his dire wolves were released and he gave them the order to devour the dead coward. He wanted the Lannister's to watch as their last child was consumed by the sigil of the house they nearly destroyed simply because they were in the wrong place at the wrong time.

One of the Sand Snakes moved up to speak through one of the many air holes next to Cersei. "Sansa Stark sends her regards." Her and her sister loved seeing how broken the whore was in this moment.

Hannibal nodded and his elite guard moved in to ensure all of the men were fully disarmed. His men would kill any Lannister still breathing that was found. The gold cloaks would be given the opportunity to continue in their service or to take the black. He would not allow them to retire.

They entered the red keep and Hannibal led the procession to the arena at the back of the castle. He had sent heralds throughout the city to gather as many people that were interested in hearing a proclamation from their new King.

Jaime and Cersei were taken to the floor of the arena and locked into stockades that were specially built to force them to be bent over. There were chains on the ground that locked their feet apart and a wooden support was placed to keep their hips up. The two were facing each other. Hannibal stood in the King's box while holding Rhys. He expected Margaery to be by his right hand holding Reina.

There were many insulting words said to the Lannister's. Servants moved in to force them to drink water and to eat. Hannibal would give them enough for their bodies to continue functioning. Hannibal raised a hand to quiet the crowds.

"I am Hannibal of house Bolton. I have discovered the terrible truths behind the Lannister's and their secret incestuous relationship. Their sins have caused countless wars and needless bloodshed. I have erased their entire clan to cleanse the land of their foul breed. I claim the iron throne. Let them serve as an example of what happens to those who disobey the simplest of rules from the gods. As the beginning of their punishment, I offer them to you as a means of pleasure or relief. All you need do is consent to be searched and you may enjoy what remains of them as you will. I give them to you today and tomorrow. The following day they will be placed on display as they represent my family's sigil until the gods see fit to end their punishment." He said to a loud cheer.

The Sand Snakes were first into the pit. There were smooth stones that were shaped like a rather large cock given to each of them. Hannibal had turned over both of his children to Olenna and Willas to look after in the Red Keep. He and Margaery would watch the beginning of this before going into the keep themselves.

Margaery looked away and turned Reina away as the wolves devoured Tommen. She didn't like it. It seemed cruel to her. But she would not protest, especially not in public. She stood beside him when he addressed the masses, holding a curious Reina tight to her chest.

When he put the Lannister twins in the stocks, Margaery tilted a brow. Then she realized what they were positioned for and smiled. Her husband truly was brilliant. She listened and looked upon him reverently. When the Sand Snakes stood first to defile the siblings, Margaery smiled and kissed Hannibal's jaw. Reluctantly she handed Reina to her grandmother and remained beside Hannibal.

She didn't want the babies to see this full display. They were young, they didn't need to see everything that went on here. Margaery pressed close to Hannibal and watched the spectacle with intrigue and fascination.

Rhys had watched the display and had pointed as he said the word 'trap?'. Hannibal had given a brief nod. He agreed silently with his wife that their children were too young to see what was about to happen to the Lannister's. He wanted them broken physically, emotionally, and psychologically. He wanted them babbling messes so that those in power would fear crossing him.

He slipped an arm around her waist as the sisters fucked the two with the stones. Hannibal spotted a line of mostly men, and a few women, waiting for their turn at the twins. His men were instructed to only allow two at a time. He gave a nod for the regular people to have their opportunity as the Sand Snakes finished and stepped away from the bloodied twins. They had not been gentle with the only opening they had left to them. His men had tubes that would eventually slip in easily so that they could pour a bucket of water inside to clean out their hole upon request.

Hannibal led Margaery inside to the great hall with the Iron Thron. The High Septon was present to crown him King along with what remand of the Kingsguard to swear themselves to him. The ceremony was brief, but contained his most loyal followers. He accepted his crown and sat upon the chair. He allowed the Kingsguard the opportunity to retire. He would replace all of them with his own trusted men. His spies would keep an eye on them and kill any that might pose a threat one day.

He set his new council and named Sir Willas as his hand. He gave one seat to the Sand Snake who had lost a hand. He invited the High Septon to sit on his council and placed his personal Maester upon the council. He filled the remaining positions with trusted men and women who had led well. The youngest was the Lady Mormont who had quite a bit of spirit and was not afraid to speak her mind. He wanted a clever girl like that around to keep the older warriors in check.

After the ceremony was over, he dismissed everyone before offering his arm to Margaery. To of their most trusted servants carried Reina and Rhys as they went up to their chambers.

Margaery was disgusted with the display, but satisfied in the outcome. Cersei and Jaime were getting what they deserved. The looks of twisted pain upon their faces made her smile. Happy and satisfied in their suffering. When the servants took the babies, she kissed Rhys and Reina on their heads before letting them go.

She was half tempted to join the lines of people waiting to torture the Lannisters. But such acts were for the rabble, and besides, she wouldn't touch either Lannister with even the largest or sharpest sword.

Margaery leaned into Hannibal as they made their way into the castle and into the Red Keep. She smirked as they reached their chambers and the servants opened the door. Margaery slipped in front of Hannibal and smiled. "Welcome to the Red Keep, my king."

She reached up and grabbed the Lannister and Baratheon banners near the bed. "We've no need for these, now do we?" She smirked and yanked them down. "Long live the King." She stepped up and kissed him deep.

"Congratulations my love."

Hannibal returned the deep kiss as he held her close. He pulled back to look into her eyes as he took a few steps back to keep himself calm and soft for as long as possible. "Are you ready to begin our competition my Queen?" He asked. He shut the door and moved towards a series of hour glasses to time their competition.

Margaery smiled as she crossed to explore their new chambers. "Mmm...I am, my King," she replied. Slowly she untied and unclipped the clasps and ribbons of her dress. Her breasts were bared within minutes, and she stood near the fireplace to let the flames cast dark shadows and golden light across her fair skin. "Shall we begin?"

Hannibal smirked as he locked the door and started the first timer. He watched her with dark interest. "Where do you desire for me to sit?" He asked with a low rumble. He did not want to be accused of cheating during this competition. The light playing across her perfect firm was quite nice.

Margaery seemed aloof, looking into the blaze as though it were some hypnotic force that drew her in. She glanced over her shoulder to him. A soft smile played across her pink lips, and she even gave a playful, nonchalant roll of her shoulders. "Wherever you like, darling." Then she turned her attention to the fire again, and let her gown fall to the floor so that the fabric could pool around her ankles. It allowed more of those shadows to play across her slender figure, and the golden light to play across her curves.

Hannibal found the low bench at the foot of the bed. His dark eyes watched her every move as he settled himself in for a long battle of wills. He did place himself intentionally so that she could easily restrain him if she so desired, or if she desired to taunt him closer without touching him.

For a long moment Margaery just stayed in front of the fire. She could feel his eyes upon her and she loved every moment of it. Her hands remained at her sides as she slowly moved from the fireplace. Her eyes locked with his for a moment as she crossed back towards him. She was forbidden by the rules of their game to touch him, so she didn't. Margaery slid her hand along the bench as she passed him slowly, letting him smell the scent of her skin and her sweet floral perfume as she passed. Then she lay across the bed and let out a soft moan of delight, feeling the silks of the bed upon her skin. "I had forgotten what a southern bed felt like..." she sighed.

Hannibal waited as she passed him. He breathed deeply to smell her floral fragrance as she passed by. He turned when he noted that she would lay down upon the bed to tease him further. His dark eyes watched and he nodded his head. "Indeed, they are quite smooth and soft." He said.

Margaery smiled up to him, turning on her side and pulling the blankets a bit so that they covered a portion of her body. The light cream color of her skin contrasted with the dark color of the bed sheets. "Well you can hardly tell from that distance, now can you? Why don't you come closer? I won't bite," she winked.

Hannibal continued to watch and he chuckled at her words as he shook his head. "I am content to watch from here for now." He said as he drank in her beautiful body.

Margaery laughed and rolled into her back, arching her body and pouring her breasts on further display. "Suit yourself," she replied, letting her fingers run down her body, along her breasts to flick and squeeze over her nipples. Dark pink and pert from her own teasing, Margaery moaned aloud.

Hannibal watched as she began to directly tease herself to goad him into action. He remained where he was, but he did indeed feel his cock beginning to harden at the display and sound.

Margaery knew her husband, she knew it would indeed take more than that to coax him to act. Slowly she sat up, finding an ornate dagger on the bedside table. Margaery reached for it, ran her fingers over the hilt suggestively. To test the sharpness of the blade, she ran her index finger over the blade, leaving a shallow cut and letting her blood slowly drip down her finger. She hoped the sight of her red blood would lure him in.

Hannibal watched her and the blood did indeed catch his full attention. He did not yet move, but he was carefully watching her now to see what she would do.

Margaery saw she had his attention, but she didn't look into his eyes just yet. She let the blood bead at the cut, then she let it drip down her finger and ran her tongue up along her finger, suggestively licking it clean of her blood.

Hannibal watched as the blood beaded and she licked it off so enticingly. His eyes darkened with lust at the sight, but he remained where he was. It would still take more for her to entice him into coming closer. However, she was likely to note that there was a significant bulge in his pants.

Margaery licked her finger clean, but the cut was at such an angle that it continued to bleed. She saw the bulge in his pants, knowing that what she was doing was working. Margaery hovered her bleeding finger over her bare body and let the red liquid drip onto her skin, around pert, pink nipples and dripping down the curves of her full, cream-colored breasts.

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